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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/29200-8.txt b/29200-8.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..02cf5f1 --- /dev/null +++ b/29200-8.txt @@ -0,0 +1,2459 @@ +Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, October 19, 1880, 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, October 19, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 22, 2009 [EBook #29200] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, OCT 19, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 51. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, October 19, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: IN THE CORN FIELD.] + +RABBITS TO FIND. + +BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD. + + +"I say, Tad Murray, what's made you so late with your cows this +morning?" + +"Late? Well, I guess you'd be late if you'd had such a time as I did. It +was all old Ben's fault." + +"Ben's? Why, there he is now, chasing the brindled heifer. If she'd only +turn on him, she could pitch him over the fence like a forkful of hay." + +"He's a better cow-dog than that ragged little terrier of yours, Carr +Hotchkiss; but he's an awful fellow to let into a corn field, 'specially +'bout this time of year." + +"Into a corn field!" + +"When there's a lot of rabbits in the shocks." + +"Are there rabbits in your corn?" + +"It's just alive with 'em. And Ben he gets after 'em, and the corn's all +cut and shocked, and he'll tear a shock of corn to pieces in no time; +and father says it's too bad, for he hasn't any time to kill rabbits." + +"Tell you what, Tad, Whip's the best dog in the world for rabbits." + +"Is he?" + +"He wouldn't hurt a shock of corn if he scratched clean through it. I'll +fetch him along soon's you get your cows in; and we'll get Dan Burrel +and Eph McCormick and Frank Perry, and we'll have the biggest rabbit +hunt you ever heard of." + +"Don't I wish I had a gun!" + +"Father's got one, but he won't let me put a finger on it." + +"So's my father got one. It's a splendid good gun, too, but one of the +triggers is gone, and there's a hole you could stick your finger into in +the right barrel, where it got bursted once." + +"We don't want any guns. You hurry your cows in. There! the brindled +heifer's given Ben an awful dig." + +"He won't care." + +Old Ben did care, however, for he left the brindled heifer suddenly, and +came back toward the boys, with his wise-looking head cocked on one +side, as much as to say, "Didn't I hear you two saying something about +rabbits?" + +It was less than half an hour before they were telling him a good deal +about that kind of game. They gathered the rest of their hunting party +on their way back to Squire Murray's, only they did not waste any time +going to the house. It was a shorter cut through the wheat stubble and +the wood lot to the big corn field in the hollow. + +Corn, corn, corn. Squire Murray said he had never before raised so good +a crop in all his life. And then he had added that the rabbits and +squirrels and woodchucks were likely to be his best market, for they +were husking it for him, and not charging him a cent. Only they carried +off all they husked without paying for it, and he was compelled to +charge that part of his crop to "rabbit account." + +The old squire loved a bit of fun as well as anybody, and it was a pity +he could not have been in his own corn field that morning. + +Tad Murray had to catch hold of old Ben the moment they were over the +fence, for he half buried himself in the nearest shock of corn the first +thing. + +"Oh dear! if there was only one of 'em in sight, so he'd have something +to run after!" + +"Whip! Whip!" shouted Carr Hotchkiss. "Rabbits, Whip--rabbits!" + +Whip had been dancing around the shock as if the ground under him were +red-hot, and he couldn't keep his feet on any one spot for two seconds; +but now he made a sudden dive into the gap from which Tad had pulled out +old Ben. + +"Find 'em, Whip--find 'em!" + +"There's a rabbit in there somewhere," said Dan Burrel, in a loud, +earnest whisper. + +"Look out you don't scare him," whispered back Eph McCormick; and Frank +Perry picked up a long stiff corn stalk, and began to poke it in at +every crack he could find. + +"Don't, Frank; you'll scare the rabbit." + +"Scare him, Eph? Why, that's just what we're up to. If we don't scare +him, he won't come out." + +There was a loud whine from Whip at that moment, and a sound of very +vigorous pawing and scratching away in out of sight. + +"Do rabbits ever bite?" said Frank, excitedly. + +"Rabbits? bite a dog?" said Carr, scornfully. "I'd back Whip all alone +against all the rabbits Squire Murray's got." + +Another whine from Whip, and more pawing and rustling in that mysterious +place he had scratched into. Every boy of them wished he were in there +with a double-barrelled gun or something. + +"Tad," said Frank Perry, "maybe it isn't a rabbit. Maybe it's something +big." + +"Woodchucks?" + +"Are there any 'coons around here nowadays?" + +"Haven't seen any; but the rabbits are awful big ones, some of 'em." + +Yelp, yelp, yelp, from the dog inside, and his voice had a smothered and +anxious sound. + +"He's got him!" exclaimed Tad. But he had better have kept his hold upon +Ben for a moment longer. It had been pretty hard work the last minute or +so, for Ben understood every sound Whip had been making. All it had +meant really was: "Ben! boys! there's a rabbit here, and he keeps just +about a foot ahead of me. He's three sizes smaller than I am, and he can +get through the shock faster. One of you be on the look-out for him on +that further side." + +The instant Tad loosened his arms from around Ben's neck, the sagacious +old fellow sprang forward--not at the hole where Whip went in, but +straight across, where there was no hole at all, till he came to make +one. + +There was a big one there before any boy of them all knew what Ben was +up to. How the corn stalks did fly as he pawed his way in and tore them +aside with his great strong teeth! If he was not much of a hand at +setting up a shock, he was a mouth and four paws at pulling one down. + +"Ben! Ben!" shouted Tad. "Come here! Rabbits, Ben--rabbits! Come here, +sir." + +As if Ben needed anybody to say "rabbits" to him, after he had listened +to all that anxious whimpering from Whip! + +"Shake the shock a little," said Dan Burrel. "He's in there somewhere." + +He suited the action to the word, but that was all that was needed, and +down it came, flat on the ground, with a big dog and a small one and +five excited boys tearing around among the ruins. + +There was a rabbit there too when the shock fell over, but he came out +of the confusion with a great leap, and would have made his escape +entirely if it had not been for the long legs of old Ben. + +There was no time given the rabbit to hunt for another hiding-place, for +before the boys and Whip had quite made up their minds what had become +of their game, Ben was shaking him by the back of the neck half way down +the field. + +"I say, boys," said Tad, "we must set this shock up again. There comes +Josephus, and if we leave such a mess as this is behind us, he won't let +us go after another rabbit." + +Josephus was Tad's elder brother, and he had been sent down there by his +mother to get a pumpkin for some pies. There were plenty of them, that +had been planted among the corn, and it was easy enough to pick out a +good one and go back to the house; but Joe saw what the boys were about, +and he stood for a moment looking at them. + +"Set it up carefully," whispered Eph McCormick; "Joe's watching us." + +"We've got one rabbit, anyhow." + +"I say, what's become of Whip?" + +"Never mind, boys. Hurry this thing together again." + +So they did, and they were so intent on repairing the mischief they had +done that they did not see what Josephus and the two dogs were doing +meantime. + +"I've got him!" + +They were all standing back and looking at their work to see if it was +just as good as it had been before it tumbled, when they heard Joe +shouting that to them from the other side of the field. + +"I've got him! I wouldn't give much for a lot of boys that can't catch +rabbits without tearing the corn to pieces. Send in the little dog every +time, and wait till the rabbit comes out. The big dog's bound to catch +him if you give him a fair chance." + +"That's what we'll do," said Tad. "Joe's picking up his pumpkin. He's +all right." + +No doubt he was, but he would much rather have staid with them in the +corn field than have carried that great yellow ball half a mile to the +house. + +There was plenty of fun after that, for both dogs and boys had learned +that there was a right way to work at that kind of hunting. Before noon +they had thirteen fine large rabbits hanging on the fence, and nobody +could have told by the look of any shock in the field that either a dog +or a boy had been through it. + +"Boys," said Squire Murray, when he met them coming through the +barn-yarn gate, "which of you caught the most rabbits?" + +"Which of us caught the most?" + +"Yes, that's what I'd like to know. Which of you is the one I want to +hire to catch my rabbits for me?" + +The boys looked at one another for a moment, and then Tad slowly +remarked, "Well, father, I guess it's Ben. He got the first bite at +every one of 'em." + + + + +[Begun in No. 46 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, September 14.] + +WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON? + +BY JOHN HABBERTON, + +AUTHOR OF "HELEN'S BABIES." + + +CHAPTER VI. + +THE BEANTASSEL BENEFIT. + +Of the many boys who were curious about Paul Grayson's antecedents, no +one devoted more attention to the subject than Benny Mallow. Benny was +short, and Paul was tall; Benny was fat, and Paul was thin; Benny's hair +was light, while Paul's was black as jet; Benny had light blue eyes, +while those of Paul were of a rich brown; Benny always had something to +say about himself, while Paul never seemed to think his affairs of the +slightest interest to any one but himself: so, taking all things into +account, it is not wonderful that Benny Mallow spent whole half-hours in +contemplating his friend with admiration and wonder. + +Still more, as Benny had been accepted by every one as Paul's particular +friend, he actually was besieged with all sorts of questions, and to +answer these without letting himself down in the estimation of the +school was no easy matter, when he did not know any more about Paul than +any one else did. One question, however, he settled to the entire +satisfaction of every one but Napoleon Nott-- Grayson was not an exiled +prince. Benny was sure of this, because he had asked Paul if he had ever +been on the other side of the ocean, and Paul had answered that he had +not. Notty endeavored to make light of this evidence by showing how easy +it would have been to spirit the mysterious person away from his royal +home and to America while he was a baby, and therefore too young to know +anything about it, but Will Palmer told Notty that it was about time to +stop making a fool of himself, and the other boys present said they +thought so too, at which Notty became so angry that he vowed, in the +presence of at least a dozen boys, that when the truth came out, and all +the boys wanted to borrow his copy of _The Exiled Prince: a Tale of +Woe_, he would not lend it to them, even if it were to save them from +death; he would not even let them look at the cover, with its picture of +the prince and the name of the publisher. + +Meanwhile Mr. Morton had continued his visits to the prisoners and to +the poor of the town, and out of school hours he had so interested the +boys in some of the suffering families of worthless men or widowed +women, that it was agreed by the whole school that the teasing of any of +the boys of these families about the holes in their trousers, or +provoking fights with or between them, should entirely stop; indeed, as +this suggestion came from Bert Sharp, who was fonder of fighting than +any other boy in the town, the school could not well do otherwise. + +The boys went even farther: when one day old Peter Beantassel, whose +family was always on the verge of starvation, spent on drink the +accidental earnings of a week, and then fell into an abandoned well and +was drowned, it was decided by the school to give an exhibition for the +benefit of Mrs. Beantassel and her six children. Mr. Morton was +delighted, and promised to secure a church or hall without expense to +the boys, and to collect enough money from the public to pay for +printing the tickets. The boys at once began work in tremendous earnest; +they were for a fortnight so busy at determining upon a programme, and +studying, rehearsing, selling tickets, and exacting promises from people +who would not purchase in advance, that there was but little playing +before school and during recess, blackberry hedges were neglected, and +the trout in the single brook near the town had not the slightest excuse +for apprehension. + +Paul Grayson entered into the spirit of the occasion as thoroughly as +any one else; he volunteered to recite Longfellow's "Psalm of Life," and +when the farce of _Box and Cox_ was about to be given up because no boy +was willing to dress up in women's clothes, and be laughed at by all the +larger girls, for playing the part of Mrs. Bouncer, Paul volunteered for +that unpopular character, and saved the play. But this was not all. +There were to be some tableaux, and as Mr. Morton had been asked to +suggest some scenes, particularly one or two with Indians in them, and +was as fond of pointing a moral as teachers usually are, one of his +tableaux, to be called "Civilization," was a scene in the interior of an +Indian's wigwam. The squaw, who had just been killed, was lying dead on +the floor; her husband, with his hands tied, stood bleeding between two +soldiers, while between father and mother stood the half-grown son, +wondering what it all was about. As all of the boys wanted to see this +tragic picture, all of them declined to take part in it; Joe Appleby had +been heard to remark with a sneer that only very small and green boys +cared to look at Indians, so he was asked to take the part of the +wretched son himself; but he said that when any one saw him making a +fool of himself by browning his face and dressing up in rags, he hoped +some one would tell him about it: so Grayson, as the only other tall boy +who had dark hair that was not cut short, was cast for this part also, +and offered no objection. As for the bleeding chieftain, Napoleon Nott +fought hard to pose in that character, and was quieted only by being +allowed to play the dead squaw, which all the boys told him he ought +easily to see was the more romantic part, besides being one in which he +could by no chance make any mistake. + +The place selected for the entertainment was the lecture-room of the +Presbyterian church, and the boys had therefore to give up their darling +project of devoting half an hour of the evening to amateur negro +minstrelsy, for one of the deacons said that while he sometimes doubted +that even an organ was a proper musical instrument for use in sacred +buildings, he certainly was not going to tolerate banjos and bones. This +decision was a great disappointment to Benny Mallow, who had been +selected by the managers to perform upon the tambourine, but in the +revision of the programme Benny was assigned to duty in a tableau as a +little fat goblin, and this so tickled his fancy that he did not suffer +long by the disappointment. + +At last the eventful night arrived. Some of the boys did not leave the +lecture-room at all after the last rehearsal, not even to get their +suppers, for fear they should be late, and those who reached the room +barely in time to take their parts had all they could do to squeeze +through the crowd that blocked the doors and filled the aisles. The +spectacle of so crowded a house raised the boys to a high pitch of +excitement, which was increased by various peeps from the curtains that +served as dressing-rooms at the Beantassel children, who by some +thoughtful soul had been provided with free seats in the extreme front +bench; there they were, all but the baby; they had been provided with +clothing which, though old, was far more sightly than the rags they +usually wore, and although they did not seem as much at ease as some +others among the spectators, their eyes stood so very open, then and +throughout the evening, that even Joe Appleby, who had reluctantly +consented to pose, in his best clothes, with gloves, cane, and high hat, +as Young America in a tableau of "The Nations," agreed with himself that +the exhibition was rather a meritorious idea after all, and that even if +the boys did as badly as he knew they would, he was glad it was sure to +pay. + +But the boys did not do badly; on the contrary, the general performance +would have been quite creditable to adults. The opening was somewhat +dismal; it was announced to consist of a duet for two flutes by Will +Palmer and Ned Johnston. The boys had practiced industriously at several +airs in order to discover which would be best, and at last they supposed +they had fully agreed; but when seated Ned began the "Miserere" from +_Trovatore_, while Will started "The Old Folks at Home," and each was +sure the other was wrong, and would correct himself, which the other in +both cases failed to do, and finally both boys retired abruptly, amid +considerable laughter, and fought the matter out in the dressing-room. + +Paul Grayson soon restored order, however, by his rendering of the +"Psalm of Life." He had a fine voice, and he spoke the lines as if he +meant them; so gloriously did his voice ring that even the boys in the +dressing-room kept silence and listened, though they had heard the same +verses a hundred times before. + +Most of the performances that followed went very smoothly, although +Benny Mallow, who played the Hatter's part in _Box and Cox_, caused some +confusion by laughing frequently and unexpectedly, because Paul's +disguise as Mrs. Bouncer affected him powerfully in spite of the efforts +made by Sam Wardwell, as the Printer, to restrain him. The tableaux +pleased the audience greatly; even that of "Prometheus," with Ned +Johnston as the sufferer, and Mrs. Battle's big red rooster as the +vulture, brought down the house. + +[Illustration: PAUL AS A CHIEF'S SON.] + +But the great tableau of the evening was the teacher's "Civilization." +When Paul Grayson had understood fully what the scene was to be, he +refused so earnestly to have anything to do with it that the boys were +startled. They did not excuse him from taking the part of the young +Indian, however; they pleaded so steadily that at last Paul consented, +but in worse temper than any one had ever seen him before. No one could +complain of the manner in which he acted on the stage, however. When the +curtain was drawn he was seen standing beside his dead mother, and +shaking a fist at the soldiers; in color, dress, pose, and spirit he +seemed to be a real Indian, if the audience was a competent judge; then, +when the applause justified a recall, as it soon did, the drawn curtain +disclosed Paul clinging to the wounded brave as if nothing should ever +tear him away. + +Napoleon Nott saw all this, although, as the Indian boy's mother, he was +supposed to be dead beyond recall. Suddenly he felt himself to be +inspired, and when the curtain was down he flew into the dressing-room +and exclaimed, "I've got it!" + +"Be careful not to hurt it," said Canning Forbes, sarcastically. + +"I've got it!" declared Notty, without noticing Canning's cruel speech. +"Grayson is an Indian, a chief's son. You don't suppose he could have +made believe so well as all that, do you? That's it. I knew he was a +great person of some sort. Sh--h! he's coming." + +Somehow the boys who had been able to peep out at the tableau did not +laugh at Notty this time. Paul, in his Indian dress, had greatly +impressed them all before he left the dressing-room, and certainly his +acting had been unlike anything the boys had seen other boys do. The +subject was talked over in whispers, so that Paul should not hear, +during the remainder of the evening, with the result that that very +night at least six boys told other boys or their own parents, in the +strictest confidence, of course, that there was more truth than +make-believe about Paul Grayson as an Indian. And the parents told the +same story to other parents, the boys told it to other boys, and within +twenty-four hours Paul Grayson was a far more interesting mystery than +before. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +[Illustration: "HAPPY AS THE DAY IS LONG."--FROM AN ETCHING BY W. S. +COLEMAN.] + + + + +THE PARASOL ANTS AND THE FORAGING ANTS. + +BY CHARLES MORRIS. + + +Was there ever such a prattler as the warm-hearted little brook that ran +by the foot of the garden of Woodbine Cottage? To be sure, it had good +reason to be jolly, for the sunlight buried itself in its bubbles till +they sparkled like diamonds; and a hedge of roses overhung it, and +dropped crimson leaves that floated away like fairy boats on its bright +surface; and broad-winged butterflies floated, like tiny ships of the +air, above the happy stream. And away it ran, prattling and chattering, +and picking its way through moss-covered stones that lifted above its +surface, and tumbling hastily down in little cascades, as though it were +in a desperate hurry to get on in the world, and altogether misbehaving +itself just as any madcap little stream might when out on a frolic. + +Its bank beyond the garden was bordered with the white and gold of +daisies and buttercups, and the red and green of blossoming clover, in +which Harry Mason was almost buried, only his bright cheeks and curly +hair showing out of this verdant nest. As for Uncle Ben, he was gravely +seated on the bank of the brook, holding his little friend Willie on his +knee. The little chap was quite as grave as his big uncle. + +"You neber tole us one word yet 'bout them soldiers an' cows an' tings, +'mong the ants, Uncle Ben," he earnestly remarked, "an' you knows you +said you was goin' to tell us all an' all an' all about 'em. An' I don't +think it's fair." + +"Why, I certainly must have done so," replied Uncle Ben, with affected +surprise. "You have surely forgotten. I shall have to leave this affair +for Harry to settle." + +"Then Willie is right," returned Harry, from his grassy nest. "You told +us everything else about them, but you never said one thing about the +cows or the soldiers." + +"Everything else about them!" exclaimed Uncle Ben, with a sly smile. +"Why, I know I did not say a word about the parasol ants, or the +foraging ants, or the--" + +"The parasol ants!" cried Willie, quite forgetting the cows and the +soldiers in his surprise. "You doesn't mean, Uncle Ben, that they +carries parasols--jes like mamma, now?" + +Harry, too, had lifted himself up on his elbow, the light of curiosity +gleaming in his eyes. + +"They are the most comical things in the world," replied their uncle. +"Just imagine now a great line of ants, marching along like a school of +young ladies out on a holiday, each of them holding a piece of green +leaf over its head like a parasol. It is not strange that people fancied +that this was done to keep the sun off, and called them parasol ants." + +"What do they do it for, then?" asked Harry, eagerly. + +"Maybe them's the soldiers," suggested Willie; "maybe it's ant guns +they's carryin'." + +"We have not got to the soldiers yet," said his uncle, smiling. "These +leaves are really used in building their nests. But the whole thing is +very curious. The ants climb up the bushes, and run out on the leaves. +There they cut, with their sharp jaws, a little round piece from the +leaf. Then they pick this up, getting a tight hold on it, you may be +sure, and away they scamper for the nest. But these ants are not the +nest-builders; they are only like the laborers who carry bricks to the +bricklayers. They drop their leaves beside the nest, and run back for +more, leaving the real builders to finish the work." + +"Regular little hod-carriers," suggested Harry. "But they don't build a +nest of little bits of leaf, I hope?" + +"Not exactly. The leaves are mingled through the earth to sustain the +great domes which they erect. The houses which these tropical ants build +are wonderfully different from the little ant-hills we see about here. +They are not very high; it is true. The dome rises about two feet above +the ground. But then it is more than forty feet across. One of them +would reach nearly across our garden, like a great white swelling upon +the face of the earth. They certainly need something to hold together +the wet clay of their great domes." + +"But our ants here live 'way down, 'way under-ground," remarked Willie. + +"So do these," replied Uncle Ben. "The dome is only the roof of their +house. They are famous diggers--I assure you of that. Talk about our +miners, with their tunnels running deep into the mountains: why, their +work is nothing in comparison with that of these little creatures. They +make wonderful under-ground tunnels, which run out from the nest in all +directions, and to incredible distances. No one sees these tunnels, +however, unless they may happen to come to the surface in a very +disastrous manner, as they sometimes do." + +"How do you mean?" asked Harry, curiously. He had now crept out of his +lair, and was seated quietly beside his uncle, with his feet hanging +just above the stream. + +"Why, in one case, in South America, they tunnelled through the bank of +a reservoir. The first thing the people knew, the water was rushing out +in a torrent. It was never discovered what was the trouble until the +reservoir was quite empty, when they found that the parasol ants had +caused the mischief." + +"Well, I do declare!" cried Willie, laughing so heartily that he nearly +tumbled off Uncle Ben's knee. "Wasn't that jes ever so cunning?" + +"Why, you don't think they did it just a-purpose, for nothing but +mischief, I hope?" asked Harry, with some indignation. + +"I s'poses so," replied Willie, laughing to that extent that he dropped +his hat into the stream. And then there was a lively scramble until it +was rescued again from the merry waters, which were running away with it +as fast as they could. + +"You're such a comical little fellow," said Harry, as he shook the water +from the dripping hat, and pressed it tightly down on Willie's head. +"Anybody that can't laugh without shaking his hat overboard!" + +"But that was so funny 'bout the ants lettin' the water all run away! +don' know how I's to help laughin'," retorted Willie. + +"There is another story told," continued Uncle Ben, "about a nest of +parasol ants that dug a tunnel into a gold mine. The under-ground +streams got turned into this tunnel, and the waters poured in until they +flooded the mine. It cost thousands of dollars to pump the water out, +and get the mine ready for working again. And the owners had first to +send for a professional ant-killer, and destroy the ant nest, before it +was safe to go on." + +"A professional ant-killer?" repeated Harry, opening his eyes wide in +surprise. + +"Yes: there are persons who make a regular business of destroying these +troublesome ants." + +"Guess that can't be much trouble," said Willie, disdainfully. "Jes got +to put your foot on 'em, an' smash 'em." + +"I hardly think your foot would cover forty square feet of ground," +remarked his uncle, lifting up the diminutive foot, and very gravely +examining it. "And then there are the tunnels, running eighty or a +hundred feet away in all directions. I am afraid this foot would not be +quite large enough." + +"I don't care," cried Willie, jerking his foot away. "I was thinkin' +'bout ants like what we have here." + +"But how do they kill them, then?" asked Harry, looking up inquiringly +into his uncle's face. + +"They build a sort of oven over the doorway of the nest," was the reply. +"In this they make a fire of charcoal and pungent herbs, and some +negroes are stationed with bellows, driving the smoke and fumes from the +fire down into the nest. When smoke is seen rising from the ground +anywhere, they know that a tunnel opens in that spot, and they stop it +up with clay. But it is no light task to kill out a nest of ants. The +negroes are kept constantly at work with their bellows for four days and +nights, driving down the smothering fumes. At the end of that time the +oven is taken away and the nest opened, every tunnel being laid bare. If +any ants are found to be alive, they are instantly killed, and all the +openings are stopped up with clay, which is stamped down hard, until the +whole nest is filled with it." + +"Who would ever have thought that a nest of ants would be so hard to +kill?" remarked Harry, reflectively. + +"All that trouble jes to kill some ole ants," said Willie, getting down +and walking away disdainfully. "Guess big men with their big boots could +smash 'em easier 'an that if they wanted to." + +"Are there other ants that make such tunnels?" asked Harry. + +"Oh yes; some of the ants are wonderful diggers. There is a Texan +species which on one occasion was found to have run a tunnel under a +creek, fifteen or twenty feet deep and thirty feet wide, for the purpose +of getting at the vegetables and fruits in a gentleman's garden on the +other side of the creek." + +"I think _they_ should have been smoked out anyhow," said Harry. + +"Guess I'd pulled eberyting 'fore the ants got over," suggested Willie. + +"And what were those foraging ants you spoke of, Uncle Ben?" + +"Jes neber mine them," exclaimed Willie. "You knows you was goin' to +tell all 'bout the cows, an' you ain't eber goin' to tell one word. I +b'lieves you's jes funnin' with us, Uncle Ben. I jes b'lieves that, +now." + +"Oh! you want to hear about the cows?" said his uncle, with a look of +grave surprise. "Why, of course. The ant cows, you know, are everywhere. +There is no trouble to find them." + +A stray branch of a grape-vine had grown over the hedge, and stretched +itself across the brook. Uncle Ben bent it down and examined it for a +minute. + +"Why, here they are now!" he exclaimed, pointing to some very small +insects on one of the leaves, about which several ants were busying +themselves. "These are the ant cows. And here are their keepers looking +after them." + +"Them little tings cows!" said Willie, with a look of utter disdain. + +"You didn't expect to find them as big as our cows, I hope?" asked +Harry. + +"Their real name is aphis, or plant-louse," said Uncle Ben. "They suck +the juices of the leaves. These juices become in their bodies a sort of +honey, which they yield from certain pores. The ants are very fond of +this honey-dew, and lap it up eagerly. And if you watch close you may +see them patting or stroking the aphides to make them yield the honey +faster. That is what has been called milking their cows." + +"Well, that is very curious, I know," exclaimed Harry. "I am going to +watch them after this." + +"Each ant seems to claim certain cows as his own property," continued +Uncle Ben. "And he will bristle up angrily if any other ant strays into +his pasture fields. But that is not the whole story. They not only milk +these cows, but they tenderly raise their calves. Some species of the +aphis live on the roots of plants. Around these the ants make their +nests, so as to have their cows in stables of their own. And they take +the greatest care of the eggs and the young of the aphides, raising them +as tenderly as they raise their own young. No human farmer could be more +careful of his own stock of cows and calves." + +"You 'mos' might as well say they's folks right out," ejaculated +Willie, indignantly. "Anyhow, it's ole honey, an' it ain't milk at all." + +"I am sure it is not the fault of the ants if their cows give honey +instead of milk," replied his uncle, with an odd smile. "And I have +certainly seen folks who were not as wise as the ants." + +"But never mind the cows, Uncle Ben," persisted Harry. "I want to hear +about the foraging ants. Where do they belong, and what queer things do +they do?" + +"They are a South American ant," was the reply. "They may be seen at +certain seasons marching along the ground in a long column, much like an +army. They have officers, too. These are large-headed ants that march +outside the column, and keep it in order. It is an immense army they +command, I can assure you--greater than that with which Xerxes in old +times invaded Greece; for there may be millions of ants in the line. +There is another species which does not march in column, but in a close +mass, often covering from six to ten square yards of ground." + +"But what are they after?" asked Harry. + +"That's jes what I wants to know," observed Willie, whose curiosity had +returned. + +"They are after food," replied their uncle. "It is amusing to see the +insects scampering off from their line of march. They seem to know the +danger that threatens them, for scarcely a living thing escapes the +sharp jaws of these fierce foragers. They send out side columns to +search the ground and the bushes and low trees. When any insect is +found, it is instantly surrounded and covered by these marauders, and +torn to pieces, and carried off in fragments. But it is not in the trees +and on the ground that they find their chief prey." + +"Where, then?" asked Harry, his great blue eyes fixed with speaking +interest on his uncle's countenance. + +"In the houses. The foraging ants are a perfect blessing to the people +of the villages, not a pest, as ants are in our houses. These warm +regions, you know, have multitudes of insects that we never see. The +houses are infested not only with rats and mice, roaches and fleas, but +with snakes and scorpions, with huge spiders and with many other +unpleasant things; so the village folks are glad enough to see the +approach of the foraging ants. They throw open every door in their +houses, unlock their drawers and trunks, and pull the clothes out on the +floor. They then vacate the houses, and leave them to the ants, who soon +stream in. Those who have seen them say that it is a wonderful +spectacle. Nothing living escapes them. They search every hole, nook, +and cranny. Here, dozens may be seen surrounding a great spider or +scorpion; there, they chase sprawling long-legged creatures across the +window-panes; yonder, hundreds of them may be observed dragging out a +rat or a mouse which they have killed: even snakes can not escape from +the sharp and poisonous bite of these bold foragers. It takes from three +to four hours for them to clear out a house. They will not leave it +until they are sure that not a living thing remains. Then they stream +out again, carrying their prey with them; and the inhabitants gladly +return, satisfied that they will have a month or two of comfort after +this ants' house-cleaning." + +"I do b'lieve you's half funnin' again, Uncle Ben," declared Willie, +with an aspect of severe doubt. "How's little tings like ants goin' to +pull out snakes an' rats? I'd jes like to know that!" + +"But I forgot to tell you that these ants are much larger than any we +have here. Some of the tropical ants are an inch long, and as large as a +large wasp; so you may imagine that a whole army of them is not to be +trifled with." + +"Is it them that's the soldiers, Uncle Ben?" asked Willie. + +"The soldiers? Oh, you want to hear about the soldiers--But, I declare, +if there isn't the dinner-bell! Who would have thought that we had spent +so much time over the ants?" + + + + +THE PLUMES OF CRÉCY.[1] + +BY LILLIE E. BARR. + + + I was reading of kings and nobles, + Tourney and knightly gage, + Till the summer twilight faded + From Froissart's ancient page. + Then in the darkened parlor + I saw a fairer sight-- + The brave old King whose valor makes + The shame of Crécy light. + + He stood on the little hill-side, + Taller than all his peers, + Quite blind, but with eyes uplifted, + Hoary with many years. + Still wearing his golden armor, + Crowned with his royal crown, + Leaning upon the sword with which + He struck the Soldan down. + + And high in his gleaming helmet + Three ostrich plumes, snow white-- + From the Paynim's brow he tore them + In some Jabluna fight. + All scarred with Carpathian arrows, + His heart with Honor flames: + "Advance!" he cries, "and fight for France, + Bohemia, and St. James!" + + But two of his knights staid by him, + And little did they say; + The blind old King talked with his heart, + And that was in the fray. + Alas! alas! He heard too soon + The sounds of shameful flight; + "Thank God," he sighed, "Bohemia's blind!"-- + He would not see this sight. + + "Now, friends, one more good deed I claim, + Last service for your lord: + I ask a soldier's grave, good knights; + I'll dig it with my sword. + My horse's reins tie fast to yours-- + A friend on either hand-- + Then ride straight on to where you see + The English archers stand." + + They kissed their King most tenderly, + Then three as one they went + Down to the field of certain death + With proud and glad content. + They cut a path to where Prince Charles, + The King's son, stood at bay: + 'Twas spirits, and not flesh and blood, + For honor fought that day. + + The three white plumes above the gloom + Gleamed like a snowy wing; + Victors and vanquished paused to watch + The blind Bohemian King. + Pierced oft by arrows, stained with blood, + The Soldan's plumes still wave, + Until Bohemia's sword had cut + Honor's unsullied grave. + + Next day, when English heralds sought + Over the fatal field + Trampled lilies and flags of France, + They found upon his shield + The blind old King of Bohemia, + Son and friends by his side; + But torn and stained the snowy plumes + That long had been his pride. + + Then said the Black Prince over him, + "O knight, the bravest, best, + Thy plumes are dyed in hero's blood-- + Henceforth they are my crest!" + And still they wave o'er England's crown, + And teach the young and brave, + When all is lost but honor, then + Valor digs Honor's grave. + + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] _Froissart's Chronicle_, vol. i., p. 164. + + + + +[Illustration: JANUARY.] + +[Illustration: FEBRUARY.] + +[Illustration: MARCH.] + +[Illustration: APRIL.] + +[Illustration: MAY.] + +[Illustration: JUNE.] + +[Illustration: JULY.] + +[Illustration: AUGUST.] + +[Illustration: SEPTEMBER.] + +[Illustration: OCTOBER.] + +[Illustration: NOVEMBER.] + +[Illustration: DECEMBER.] + +THE MONTHS.--BY KATE GREENAWAY. + + + + +SUMAC HUNTING. + +BY J. ESTEN COOKE. + + +Anybody visiting the valley of Virginia in the autumn will be sure to +notice, after sunset, all along the slopes of the Blue Ridge Mountains, +little glimmering lights like stars. These are the fires in front of the +small tents of the sumac hunters, who, after gathering sumac all day +long, are laughing and talking with their wives and children as they eat +their suppers before lying down to sleep. + +Sumac is a very pretty plant or shrub which grows a few feet high only, +and has beautiful blood-red leaves springing from a delicate shoot, or +bough. The stalk is smooth, and the leaves are almond-shaped, only more +pointed. On the top of the plant and its larger boughs grow bunches of +red berries in the shape of grape bunches; and the leaves and berries +are of such a deep, rich crimson in the late autumn that they sometimes +make the slopes of the hills appear as if they were on fire. If any +little girl would like to dress the vases on the parlor mantelpiece +prettily, she could not do better than collect a handful of these +delicate tendrils with their scarlet leaves, and use them as a +background to the lovely little autumn flowers--late primroses, +stars-of-Bethlehem, wild honeysuckles, and fringed ferns--which grow in +the woods and fields at this time of the year. + +But the honest country people who take so much pains about collecting +sumac are not thinking about dressing vases with it. They gather it to +sell, and are paid from one cent to a cent and a half a pound for it at +the sumac mills. This may not seem much, but then the ocean is made up +of drops, and with poor people a little money goes a long way. As little +children can pull sumac just as well as grown people, a whole family may +gather in a day several dollars' worth. + +It is used for dyeing, and is said to be better for that purpose than +anything else to color fair leather and certain other fabrics. Great +quantities of it are employed in printing calicoes in rich patterns, and +the dresses worn by ladies and girls often owe their bright colors to +the leaves of the sumac. The way in which it is collected and prepared +for use is very simple. As soon as the leaves turn red, which is toward +the end of summer, the sumac hunters begin their work. They scatter +through the fields, or along the sides of the mountain, and break off +the twigs on which the leaves are growing; for these twigs do not make +the leaves less valuable. Then, when they have collected an armful, they +put it in a pile or into bags, and as night comes on the whole is taken +to one spot, from which it is hauled home in wagons. Here it is laid on +the floor of the barn or any out-house, in the shade, so that it may dry +very gradually, and keep the juices which afford the coloring matter. +When this process of drying is gone through with, and the leaves are in +a proper state, it is loaded on carts or wagons, in bags, and taken to +the sumac mills, where it is weighed, and paid for by the owner of the +mills at the rate, as I have said, of from one cent to a cent and a half +a pound. The largest mills in Virginia, where the finest sumac grows--or +at least a very fine article--are at Richmond; but at Winchester, in the +lower part of the Shenandoah Valley, toward the Potomac, there is a big +mill, where great quantities are purchased, and prepared for the use of +the dyers. The leaves and small twigs are pounded and reduced to a fine +dust, and then it is ready to be sent away. When it reaches the +manufactories where it is to be used as a dye for leather, calico, etc., +it is mixed with what are called _mordants_, certain substances that +make it _bite in_, as the word means, and take fast hold of the material +to be dyed; and then there is the pretty calico with its bright colors, +which can not be washed out. + +It is only of late years that much attention has been paid to it in +Virginia. People thought more about raising corn and wheat than of +gathering sumac; but in twenty years they have learned a great deal, and +now begin to understand that "every little helps," and that if they can +go with their wives and children and pull sumac, and then sell it, they +can take their money and buy sugar and coffee, and perhaps some of the +very calico for their little girls' dresses which the red leaves of the +sumac make so pretty. + +The children like the "camping out" on the mountain in the pleasant +summer and fall nights very much. It is a sort of frolic, and it is a +very good thing to mix up pleasure with work: it makes the work much +easier. The tents are very simple little affairs--only a breadth of +canvas stretched across a ridge-pole, like the "comb" of a house, held +up by forked sticks set in the ground. In this are spread what in +Virginia are called "pine tags," that is, the tassels, or needles, of +the pine-trees, which are dry and brown, and by spreading a blanket or +old comforter on these you have an excellent soft bed. In front of the +tent a fire is built to cook by, and by means of forked sticks a pot can +be hung above the fire for making soup, boiling meat, etc. By this fire, +as I have told you, the sumac hunters gather in the evening, after work, +and laugh and talk and sing, and eat their suppers; or perhaps some one +of them can play the fiddle, and he strikes up a dancing tune, and the +girls and boys dance on the grass, and laugh and enjoy themselves much +more than if they were in fine drawing-rooms. After a while the long +day's work makes them sleepy, and they lie down on the fresh pine tags +in the tent, and go to sleep--to be up at daylight, and once more at +work hunting and gathering their sumac. + + + + +OLD TIMES IN THE COLONIES. + +BY CHARLES CARLETON COFFIN. + + +No. VIII. + +THE BATTLE OF THE RANGERS. + +When war broke out between France and England in 1755, the French and +Indians came down from Canada and attacked the settlers of New England +and New York, as they had done in previous wars, burning their +dwellings, killing men and women, or carrying them to Canada as +prisoners. + +The French had a fort at Crown Point, on Lake Champlain, and another at +Ticonderoga; while the English had Fort William Henry, at the southern +end of Lake George, and Fort Edward, on the Hudson. + +The English officers who had been sent over by the King to command the +"Provincials," as the people of England called all who lived in America, +thought that soldiers must march in the wilderness with just as much +precision as along a hard beaten road, that they must move in platoons +and columns, keeping step to the drum-beat. The French officers, on the +other hand, adopted the plan of the Indians, marching in single file, +each man carrying his provisions. They made quick movements, falling +suddenly upon a settlement, with their Indian allies, making all the +havoc possible, and before the settlers could gather to resist them, +would be far on their way to Crown Point or Canada. + +Robert Rogers, of New Hampshire, who was fighting the French, prevailed +upon Lord Loudon, the English commander-in-chief, to allow him to form a +battalion of troops, who should have the privilege of scouting the woods +around Lake George and Lake Champlain, to discover the movements of the +French and Indians, to fall upon them just as they were stealing upon +the English, strike a blow, and be gone before the French would know +what had happened. He would play their own game upon them. + +Lord Loudon having given his consent, Major Rogers went to New +Hampshire and enlisted his men. They were all young, strong, athletic. +They had tramped over the hills and mountains of that province, hunting +bears, and had set their traps along the streams for beavers. They could +pick their way through the forest on a cloudy day when there was no sun +to guide them, and could tell in the darkest and cloudiest night which +way was north by feeling the bark on the trees--for the bark is always +more mossy on the northern than on the side exposed to the sun. + +It was to be a service of hardship and privation. They would have to +make long marches; to sleep on the ground; to endure great fatigue; +brave the cold of winter, wrapping themselves in their blankets at +night, and lying down with the snow for their bed. + +Although the hardships would be so great, Robert Rogers had no +difficulty in obtaining all the men he wanted. The settlers had suffered +so much from the enemy that they were eager to take their revenge. There +was a fascination in the service. How stirring the thought of stealing +through the woods, making roundabout marches, shooting a deer or bear, +eating the nice steaks, lying down to sleep beneath the trees; up again +in the morning, coming upon the French and Indians unawares, pouring in +a volley, killing the savages or taking them prisoners, and returning in +triumph! + +Major Rogers chose as lieutenant the man who had knocked the Indians +about, right and left, when called upon to run the gauntlet--John Stark, +who could follow a trail as well as any Indian, who was always cool and +collected, and as brave as a lion. The men were called Rangers. They +wore green frocks, and besides their rifles each man had a long knife +which he could use in a close fight. They wore boots and leather +leggings, and each man carried his rations--bread and cold corned +beef--in a bag. + +The ice on Lake George was thick and strong in March, 1757, when the +Rangers, seventy-four in number, with iron spurs on their feet, several +days' rations in their bags, their blankets rolled upon their shoulders, +marching in single file, with trailed arms, Major Rogers at the head, +and John Stark in the rear, started from Fort William Henry. + +They made their way over the gleaming ice for two days, but on the third +day they left the lake, put on their snow-shoes, entered the woods, +marched past Ticonderoga, and came out upon the western shore of Lake +Champlain, discovered a party of French, with horses and sleds, on their +way from Ticonderoga to Crown Point. Stark, with a part of the Rangers, +made a dash and captured seven prisoners. He did not see another party +of French around a point of land in season to capture them. They escaped +to Ticonderoga, and gave the alarm. + +Major Rogers knew that a large party of French and Indians would be sent +out from Ticonderoga to intercept him, and at once started to return. + +It was a rainy day. The snow was damp and heavy. "We will go to our last +night's camp, and dry our guns," said Major Rogers. + +They reached the camping-place, where the fires were still burning, +dried their guns, put in new priming, and started once more, Rogers in +front, Stark bringing up the rear. + +It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Rogers descended a hill, crossed a +brook, and was picking his way up another hill, when he found himself +face to face with more than two hundred French and Indians, the nearest +not twenty feet distant. + +A volley. Lieutenant Kennedy and John Gardiner fall dead; a bullet +glances from Rogers's skull, for a moment taking away his senses; the +blood flows down his face, blinding him. Several other Rangers are +wounded. + +"Form here." + +Lieutenant Stark issues the order, and the Rangers under his command +take position on a little hill. The Rangers down in the valley fire a +volley at the French, holding their ground till all the wounded can make +their way back to Stark's position. + +Rogers wipes the blood from his face, and issues his orders. + +"You are to command the centre," he says to Stark. + +He sends Sergeants Walker and Phillips with eight men to the rear, to +give notice of any attempt of the enemy to crawl round and attack from +that direction. + +"Don't throw away your ammunition; keep cool; don't expose yourselves," +are the orders, and each Ranger takes position behind a tree. They know +that the enemy outnumber them three to one, that they have had the +advantage of the first fire; but each Ranger prepares to fight to the +bitter end. + +Round through the woods steal a part of the French and Indians, making a +wide circuit. Major Rogers reasoned correctly, and he posted the two +sergeants in the right place. The eight Rangers pick off the French one +by one, giving them such a warm reception that instead of rushing on, +they remain at a distance. + +The other French, with a horde of Indians howling the war-whoop, begin +the attack in front, the Indians springing from tree to tree, getting +nearer and nearer. But the Rangers are on the watch, and many of the +savages leap into the air and fall dead, or crawl away, leaving bloody +trails upon the snow. + +"If you will surrender, we will give you good quarter," shouts the +French commander. + +Major Rogers was faint from the loss of blood, and at the moment was +faint-hearted. He feared that the Rangers would all be picked off before +the fight would cease. It would be three hours to sunset. Could they +hold out till then? He had no thought of surrendering, but would it not +be best to retreat? + +John Stark's blood is up. + +"Retreat! No; that will be certain destruction. We can beat them here. +I'll shoot the first man that attempts to retreat." + +It was bold language for him to use to his commander, but he knew that +Rogers had been stunned by the bullet that had glanced from his skull, +and was not quite himself. + +The fight goes on, the Rangers taking sure aim, the French firing more +wildly, but still one by one the Rangers drop. Captain Spikeman and Mr. +Baker are killed. A bullet strikes the lock of Stark's gun, and renders +it useless. He sees a Frenchman fall at the instant, springs forward, +seizes his gun, returns to his tree, and renews the fight. + +A bullet tears through Rogers's wrist, and the blood spurts out in a +stream. It must be stopped, or he will bleed to death. Rogers wears his +back hair braided in a queue. + +[Illustration: CUTTING OFF A QUEUE TO BIND A WOUND.] + +"Take your knife and cut off my queue," he says to one of the Rangers, +who whips out his hunting-knife, cuts off the queue, and Rogers sticks +it into the wound to stop the flowing of the blood. + +All through the dreary afternoon the fight goes on. The snow is +crimsoned with blood. The killed and mortally wounded lie where they +fall. For the Rangers there is no escape; they must conquer or die. + +The shades of night steal on; the fire of the French and Indians has +been growing less; the war-whoop dies away; the last gun is fired. The +enemy, picking up their wounded, retire to Ticonderoga, leaving the +Rangers victors. What a dear-bought victory!--one-half of them killed or +wounded. Of the enemy one hundred and sixteen have fallen! + +The Rangers were only four miles from Ticonderoga, and might expect to +be attacked again in the morning. They were forty miles from Fort +William Henry. They were weary and worn, but they must move on. They +made litters for the wounded, and started, marching all night, but +making only a few miles. + +The snow had ceased, the air was chill. They must have help. John Stark, +leaving them, started for Fort William Henry, reaching it at sunset. +Soldiers with horses and sleds started at once, and John Stark with +them, stopping not a moment to rest his weary limbs. At sunrise he was +back to the Rangers with the re-enforcements and supplies. The French +had not followed them, and they made their way safely back to Fort +William Henry, having fought one of the most obstinate, unequal, yet +victorious battles recorded in history. + + + + +THE ANGEL IN THE LILLY FAMILY. + +BY SHERWOOD BONNER. + + +There was something rather queer about the Lilly family. In the first +place there were so many of them--fourteen precious children. This alone +is queer, when it is the fashion of the day to have small families, and +"well-springs of pleasure" are as scarce as diamonds in any properly +regulated household. But Mrs. Lilly's heart was made on the omnibus +plan; and there was no miserable little "Complet" ever scrawled over its +door. + +Then it was queer how they avoided nicknames in the Lilly family. Each +child was called by its full name, which sometimes happened to be a +pretty long one. + +It was through a sad accident that one of the Lilly children turned into +a regular little angel. + +The day after Christmas Mrs. Lilly's aunt--grandaunt of the +children--carelessly allowed poor Katharine Kirk Lilly to fall on a +marble floor. A serious injury to her spine was the result. + +Dear! dear! how Mrs. Lilly screamed! She threw herself on the bed, and +poured forth tears enough to put out a Christmas bonfire. She was not +soothed until the doctor came, and after a careful examination--which +the sufferer bore without a word or moan--pronounced that poor Katharine +Kirk would live. But, alas! he added that she must always be an invalid. +And smiling with the patient sweetness that distinguished her, the dear +child sank back on the pillows from which she was never to lift her +golden head. All the rest of the Lilly children stood round, showing by +a sort of paralyzed expression on their faces how deeply they were +moved; but none of them cried. + +"Perhaps, dears," said the poor little mother, sobbing, "this affliction +will be blessed to you." + +"It will," cried the penitent great-aunt, clasping Mrs. Lilly in her +arms; "it will teach them lessons of patience, of self-denial, of love, +that will be as good as--" + +"As the Prince's pricking-conscience ring in the family," suggested Mrs. +Lilly's mother, who had a way of turning things into fun, and never gave +way to her feelings. + +It was surprising what a change from that time dated in the Lilly +family. They had been like other children, a little faulty, perhaps, +rather apt to stand on their rights--a fierce footing--but merely to +look at the darling invalid, her shining hair outspread, her blue eyes +ever bright, was to receive a lesson in sweetness and good temper. + +Take the case of Phillips Arthur Cliff Lilly. This young gentleman was +the youngest of the family, and his mother's favorite. Why, no one knew, +except that he was so ugly. He had so many scars on his face, from falls +and fights, that somehow he produced the impression of a target. His +hair stood out like a halo of straw, and one defiant wisp reared itself +above his forehead with the grace of a cat's whisker. Mrs. Lilly could +never sleep until he was safe in her arms, and his life knew no cross +until after the accident to Katharine Kirk, who became, in her turn, the +pivot round which the family revolved. Horrible to relate, his mother +one evening, in her hurry to get back to the invalid, forgot her +youngest, and left him in the Common. There he lay all night, like a +tramp, with the stars twinkling at him, and stray dogs sniffing as they +passed him by. Yet when he was found he _did not utter one word_. He +opened his blue eyes as he was picked up, and only gave a single +plaintive cry as he was pressed to his frantic mother's bosom. + +Then there was Myra Miles. She was one of the young ladies of the +family, and, as might be forgiven in a beauty, a trifle vain. She was to +receive calls on New-Year's Day, and had expected to come out in a fine +new dress. Pink tarlatan it was to be, trimmed in the French taste with +blue, with a train to thrill you to your finger-tips, which seemed to +bear the same relation to Myra Miles as the rest of a snake does to its +head. Mrs. Lilly's mamma was making it; but her time was suddenly +demanded to do something for the invalid, and the dress was thrown +aside. The consequence was that poor Myra Miles appeared in the gorgeous +pink dress with a black lace scarf instead of the waist. Still, not one +word of complaint did she utter, although her sisters Dorothy Dimple and +Martha Bonn--the favorites of Mrs. Lilly's aunt--appeared in exquisite +raiment of green and blue. There was something very beautiful about her +resignation. + +[Illustration] + +When the lovely Susan Mears Lilly was married, Katharine Kirk was taken +in her pretty bed to view the ceremony, and was quite a feature of the +occasion. Indeed, she did not begin to look so weak and ill as the +bridegroom, who, poor youth, was so tottering that Mrs. Lilly's aunt +cruelly suggested that his back should be propped with a hair-pin. You +may imagine how the girls laughed at this, especially Teresa Fehmer +Lilly, a wicked little bridemaid in red satin. + +[Illustration] + +And such attentions as the sufferer had from friends of the Lilly +family! The beautiful belle Miss Lilian Love spent many hours over a +dainty quilt of silk and lace to adorn the sick-bed. A glorious poet +sent in a box of agreeable medicine, with a note running like this: + + "MY DEAR MRS. LILLY,--I send you a little book for your sick + child, and some medicine for her poor broken back. The peculiarity + of this medicine is that in order to produce any good effect it + must be taken by the nurse. This is rather hard upon the nurse; + but if she is a good nurse she will not mind it much." + +Jane Jumper was the nurse really; but while the medicine lasted Mrs. +Lilly herself took entire charge, and administered the sweet doses to +herself, without one word from Katharine Kirk. + +[Illustration] + +It may have occurred by this time to some shrewd little reader that +under no circumstance was any member of this household apt to give +utterance to silver speech. Shall I confess? Or, my dear children, have +you guessed that Katharine Kirk and all the cherished fourteen belonged +to the beloved, the beautiful, the _dumb_, family of--Dolls? + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + VIAREGGIO, ITALY. + + I am nearly six years old. I would like to have a tea party on my + birthday. After my birthday has come I will write again, and tell + you all about it. + + In Rome I have a big play horse and two kitties. My little cat is + gray and white, and is called Bimbo. He walks on his toes, and + makes a long face. Papa's cat's name is Cavaliere. He is a big + Maltese cat. + + In Rome we have a nice house and a nice garden, and in the garden + there is a straw hut. + + We are finishing the summer at Viareggio, and we have nice + sea-baths. + + IMOGEN R. + + * * * * * + + SMITH'S HILL, FEATHER RIVER, CALIFORNIA. + + I enjoy the letters in YOUNG PEOPLE, especially those that tell of + birds and flowers I have not seen. There are mocking-birds here in + summer, and a beautiful bird called goldfinch. There are also + robins, bluebirds, and many varieties of sparrows. The bluebirds + and robins stay here all winter. It is too bad to take eggs from + the birds to give away in exchange. The pitcher-plant grows in a + valley not far from here. + + My sister Bell went to Lassens Peak last week. It is 10,600 feet + high. There is no snow on the mountain now except a small patch on + top. Hundreds of small butterflies were flitting about on the + mountain-side and alighting on the rocks. As there is no + vegetation, except a few hardy plants scattered among the ledges, + I wonder what they find to live on. A lake which could be seen + from the top of the peak had the appearance of being frozen. In + the valley below there are hot boiling springs. + + LOU R. K. + +Yes, it is too bad to take so many birds' eggs. But if our +correspondents are careful to take only one or two from each nest, and +to always leave more than half, as we have already begged them to do, +the mother-bird will not suffer. If we could believe for a moment that +our little friends would be so cruel as to disturb the brooding mother, +and rob her nest of all its eggs, we would never publish another letter +requesting an exchange of these pretty natural curiosities. The nesting +season is now over in all the Northern States, but when it returns, we +trust the young egg collectors will never allow their eagerness to +secure the coveted treasure to overcome their sense of honor and their +kindness of heart. + + * * * * * + + CHARLESTON, SOUTH CAROLINA. + + I am ten years old. I take HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it + very much. I am always glad when Wednesday comes, for that is the + day I get it. I think it is a very nice paper for boys and girls. + I have a pet dog whose name is Lion. + + SAMUEL P. + + * * * * * + + BELLEVILLE, TEXAS. + + I am ten years old. I have no pets except a Maltese cat and a dog. + I was very much interested in the dog and cat of Madelaine, the + little French girl. I like "The Moral Pirates" and "Who was Paul + Grayson?" best of all the stories. My father gave me a piano for + my birthday present; and when I was seven years old he gave me a + pony, and I named him Button. I dearly love to gallop over the + hills. + + I went to New Hampshire in 1875 to see my grandfather, and we + visited the White Mountains. + + I think YOUNG PEOPLE is the nicest paper I ever saw, and I intend + to take it until I grow up. + + JOSIE C. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + B. I., of Radnor, Ohio, asks how to feather arrows. Choose goose + or turkey feathers of a suitable size. Cut them carefully from the + quill; put on hot glue, and fasten them to the sides of the arrow, + about an inch from the notch, at equal distances apart. There + should always be three feathers. + + A. H. + +It is a good plan to fasten the feathers to the arrow with pins until +the glue is perfectly dry, when they can be carefully removed. + + * * * * * + + SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA. + + I have a pet now, a lovely little dog, with long curly hair and + large bright eyes. He is snowy white all over, and his name is + Mischief. I am going to have his picture taken some time. He looks + just like a bundle of cotton, with three black spots shining + through. Those are his eyes and nose. + + The tree represented in the illustration of the beetles in YOUNG + PEOPLE No. 38 is just like the California buckeye-tree. The + blossoms are exactly the same. + + I am very much interested in the directions for making salt and + fresh water aquariums. When I was in Monterey I might have + collected lots of sea-anemones, snails, and pink and white + star-fish, but I did not think of it. One of the gentlemen at the + hotel went fishing with a net, and caught a little baby + cuttle-fish, or devil-fish, as it is commonly called. It had seven + or eight long legs, all lined with little suckers, like buttons. + It was a dreadful ugly-looking thing. It must have been very + young, for it was only ten or eleven inches long. The gentleman + was going to keep it for a curiosity, and until he could get + something better he put it in a pan of salt-water; but he forgot + to cover the pan, and in the night the fish crawled out on to the + floor, and died. + + I have exchanged Farallon Island eggs and leaves and specimens of + trees with a good many children since my letter was printed. + + Is there any difference between postage stamps and postmarks? I + don't believe I know what postmarks are. + + IDA BELLE DISERENS. + +A postmark is the stamp put on the outside of a letter at the office +where it is posted. It certainly is not of much value in itself, but if +a collection is neatly pasted in a book, States and countries being +arranged together, counties being written under towns in the United +States, and a note made of any manufactories or natural productions for +which the town is celebrated, such a collection may become an +interesting gazetteer, and valuable as a book of reference. + + * * * * * + + HOBOKEN, NEW JERSEY. + + On September 27 I found a blossom on the peach-tree in our back + yard. I picked it, and have pressed it to send to you. I think it + is very odd to have peach blossoms in September, and I would like + to know if any girl or boy has ever seen them blooming in that + month in this climate. + + I think the story "Who was Paul Grayson?" is splendid. + + REBA H. + + * * * * * + + SOUTH ELIOT, MAINE. + + I bought three silk-worms' cocoons at the Educational Department + of the Permanent Exhibition at Philadelphia. In about a week's + time the cocoons broke, and the moths came out and began to lay + their eggs on a sheet of brown paper which I laid them on. They + have laid about all their eggs now, and there are a great many. + + CHESTER B. F. + + * * * * * + + HOWARD, TEXAS. + + I am seven years old. Mother teaches me at home. I am studying + spelling, geography, arithmetic, and the Third Reader. + + I love so much when Wednesday morning comes, for then I get my + YOUNG PEOPLE, and I read until I have finished it. + + I received a beautiful pressed bouquet, from Mary Lowry. It was + real nice, and I am going to send her some seeds very soon. + + I have three dolls, one wax and two china ones. Every day, when I + am through with my lessons, my sister Myrtle and I have nice times + playing with them. + + MABEL P. + + * * * * * + + WEST CHESTER, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I live on a farm about one mile from town. + + We had a ring-dove given to us, and we bought a mate for it, and + now we have four more. One is just hatched. Last summer, a year + ago, we had a present of a pair of guinea-pigs, and we have raised + six others. One of the little ones is pure white, except its head, + which is black. It looks as if it had a mask on. My brother, who + is ten years old, has a pigeon-house and about thirty pigeons. And + he has six rabbits, which are all the time burrowing out of the + pen, and a young shepherd dog. We have black and brown bantams, + and two little red calves we call Spot and Lina, because one has a + red spot on its back, and the other a white line. + + Last spring I planted one small ear of pop-corn, and now I have + gathered nearly eighty ears from it. I also planted ground-nuts. + + My brother, my sister, and I have each a pair of stilts, and we + have lots of fun inventing new ways to walk on them. + + BESSIE R. H. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange postage stamps of France and Germany with + any readers of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. Correspondents will please + put "Viâ England" on the envelope, as letters thus addressed are + more likely to come safely. + + B. D. WOODWARD, 49 im Trutz, + Frankfort-on-the-Main, Germany. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange postmarks for foreign postage stamps, or + for other postmarks, with any boy in the South or West. + + WILLIAM F. PENNEY, + 559 Henry Street, Brooklyn, New York. + + * * * * * + + I have a collection of postage and revenue stamps, and would like + to exchange with readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + W. H. EASTMAN, + Emporia, Kansas. + + * * * * * + + My mamma takes YOUNG PEOPLE for my sister Laura and me. We read + all the stories, and are never tired of it. + + We have a pair of pet pigeons named Polly and Dolly. When we first + got them we had to put the food in their mouths, but now they can + eat alone. When we come they hunt in our hands for something to + eat. + + I am a little Iowa girl, but my father came to live in Old + Virginia almost five years ago. We live near Greenway Court, the + old home of Lord Fairfax, and where General Washington surveyed + the land when he was a very young man. + + I am thirteen years old. I have a cabinet and a museum, and am + collecting postmarks and stamps, which I would like to exchange + with any correspondent. + + MAY BELL MILLER, + Care of Joseph A. Miller, + Nineveh, Warren County, Virginia. + + * * * * * + + I am having a splendid time in Mamaroneck. I have a lot of + chickens, and it is very funny to see the young roosters fight. I + shall leave the country soon, and I would like to say to those + wishing to exchange stamps with me that after October 25 my + address will be + + PIERRE JAY, + 291 Madison Avenue, New York City. + + * * * * * + + I am making a collection of postmarks, and would like to exchange + with any correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + C. H. MCBRIDE, + Rexford Flats, Saratoga County, New York. + + * * * * * + + I am making a collection of birds' eggs, and would like to + exchange with any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + JOSEPH SKIRM, Santa Cruz, + Santa Cruz County, California. + + * * * * * + + I am very much interested in the letters in YOUNG PEOPLE. I would + like to exchange birds' eggs with any of the readers. + + H. GRAY, + Albion, Orleans County, New York. + + * * * * * + + My younger sister takes YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it as well as she + does. I have no pets, but I have a flower garden and a good many + house plants. I would like to exchange flower seeds with any + correspondent of YOUNG PEOPLE. I have sweet-pea, cypress, + rose-moss, dew-plant, and other seeds. + + MOLLIE C. MICHENER, + Kokomo, Howard County, Indiana. + + * * * * * + + I have read YOUNG PEOPLE ever since it started, and like it very + much. I like "The Moral Pirates" and Jimmy Brown's stories about + Mr. Martin the best. + + I have a Chilian, a Greek, and a Portuguese coin which I would + like to exchange with any reader who is collecting foreign coin. I + have a collection of almost two hundred. + + JOHN PYNE, + Wiscasset, Maine. + + * * * * * + + I thought you would like a letter from this town, where a great + battle was fought. + + I spend many happy hours with the dear YOUNG PEOPLE. I love, most + of all, the little letters, as it seems like talking to little + people. + + I am sick in bed, and have been for almost ten weeks. If my cough + would get better, then I would get strong again. I am nine years + old. I can read and write, and play little tunes on the piano. I + fear the other little girls will get ahead of me now. + + I wish "Wee Tot," or any of the little readers, would send me some + ocean curiosities or quartz crystals for pressed leaves and ferns + gathered on Round Top. My pet canary died last week. + + NERVA WIBLE, + Care of J. Ed. Wible, Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. + + * * * * * + + I have a nice collection of curiosities, and would like to + exchange with any correspondent for sea-shells or other + curiosities. I have iron ore, soft gypsum crystals, stalactites, + stalagmites, pretty pebbles, different kinds of limestone, pressed + ferns, and other things. In sending specimens, correspondents will + please mark each plainly with the name and the locality where it + was found. + + A few days ago I got my hand mashed in a cider mill, and can not + use it now. My brother is writing this letter for me. + + HARRY R. BARTLETT, + Greensburg, Green County, Kentucky. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange curiosities and stuffed birds with any + correspondent of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + C. H. MATHIAS, Ingersoll, Ontario, Canada. + + * * * * * + + I have taken every number of YOUNG PEOPLE since it was published, + and I think it is just splendid. + + I am gathering specimens and curiosities, and would be glad to + exchange with any one. + + CHARLIE LEADBETTER, + 174 Plum Street, Cincinnati, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + I have a printing-press and a small breech-loading shot-gun that + father made for me. I had a cat named Bill, but he is dead. He + would jump over my arms, and stand up on his hind-feet and kiss + me, and sit up in the corner. + + I like the story of "The Moral Pirates" best of all. I and some + other boys are planning to go off on a cruise next summer. + + I have a lot of foreign stamps which I would like to exchange for + Indian arrow-heads or Indian relics. I am eleven years old. + + BERTIE HARRISON, + Berlin Heights, Erie County, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + I am just beginning a collection of curiosities, and would like to + exchange with some of the correspondents. + + I have one brother. We live near a pond. Our pet kitten is very + fond of fish; and I go out in a row-boat and catch minnows for it. + I tie mussels on a string, and the minnows bite the bait and hold + fast. I caught two large minnows with a string alone. + + JESSIE A. BROWN, + South Norwalk, Connecticut. + + * * * * * + + I should like to exchange birds' eggs with any correspondent of + YOUNG PEOPLE. I have eggs of the following birds: hedge, song, + house, and chipping sparrow, bluebird, swallow, brown and red + thrush, peewit, woodpecker, meadow-lark, cat-bird, pigeon, + turtle-dove, ring-dove, and cardinal-grosbeak. + + R. D. BRITTON, Wyoming, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange postage stamps, minerals, shells, and + Indian arrow-heads for stamps, pressed sea-weeds, or birds' eggs. + The shells are labelled with their scientific names. + + E. G. W., + P. O. Box 487, Binghamton, New York. + + * * * * * + +We would request all correspondents not to send us long lists of stamps, +eggs, and other things, as they occupy too much space in the Post-office +Department. It is much better for them to prepare their lists neatly, +and have them ready to send to those who write to them for exchange, +after their request has been published in YOUNG PEOPLE. + +We are compelled to condense the requests for exchange from the +following correspondents: + + Postage stamps and birds' eggs for postage stamps. + + WILLIAM S. ALDRICH, + Freeport, Cumberland County, Maine. + + * * * * * + + Postage stamps, postmarks, and Indian relics for postage stamps. + + A. S. BARRETT, + Fort Wayne, Allen County, Indiana. + + * * * * * + + Postage, Treasury, and revenue stamps for others. + + HANDY DANIEL, + Fredonia, Chautauqua County, New York. + + * * * * * + + Postage stamps and postmarks for postage stamps. + + JOHN A. WOLFF, + 92 Second Street, Albany, New York. + + * * * * * + + Foreign and United States postage stamps for others. + + W. C. V. CHADWICK, + 44 St. George Street, Toronto, Canada. + + * * * * * + +MABEL.--The recipes you wish are in YOUNG PEOPLE Nos. 24 and 28.--A good +method for varnishing leaves is described by Edith L. in Post-office Box +No. 38. + + * * * * * + +W. DE VEAU.--The different species of the order _Chelonia_, to which +turtles and tortoises belong, are distinguished mainly by the limbs. The +common fresh-water turtles have distinct toes, which are webbed and +provided with long nails. They are easy and powerful swimmers, but are +very helpless on land. They feed upon all kinds of aquatic worms and +insects. The tortoises, or land turtles, have short clubbed feet adapted +for travelling on the ground, and stout, short claws. They feed upon +roots, vegetables, fruit, and small bugs and flies. Their upper shell is +more rounded than that of the water turtle. They are capable of +swimming, but seldom enter the water. + + * * * * * + +W. S. B.--Alaric the Goth was proclaimed King of the Visigoths about +A.D. 400. He was a bold and artful warrior, and under his leadership the +Goths ravaged Greece, and entered Athens. He afterward determined to +invade Italy, and after numerous repulses and misfortunes his armies +succeeded in entering Rome in 410, eleven hundred and sixty-three years +after the foundation of the city, which for six hundred years previous +to the Gothic conquest had remained unviolated by the presence of any +foreign enemy. Alaric, who had already embraced Christianity, showed +much moderation in his treatment of the vanquished city, and after a +short occupation he retired his troops, and proceeded to ravage Southern +Italy. He was about to invade Sicily, and form an expedition to Africa, +when his death, after a short illness, put an end to his conquests. His +army, anxious to conceal his death, and even his burial-place, from the +enemy, employed a band of captives to divert the course of the Busento, +a small river which washes the walls of Cozenza, an ancient fortified +town, and secretly at night a grave was dug in the river-bed, and the +body of the dead chieftain was buried. The waters of the Busento were +then turned back, and underneath the peaceful river the grave of the +warlike Goth was securely concealed. His death occurred in 410, only a +few months after his triumphal entry into Rome. + + * * * * * + +GERTRUDE C.--Your letter is very gratifying, and we are sorry we can not +accede to your request, but the article in question would occupy too +large a space in YOUNG PEOPLE. + + * * * * * + +Favors are acknowledged from Hamilton W., Willie C. Bartlett, Isabelle +Van Brunt, M. L. Hannam, Macy Walcutt, C. F. Moses. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles are received from Ida Belle Diserens, A. H. +Ellard, Mary R. De La Mater, Harvey B. Ridgway, Miss N. J. Tiddy, Nella +Coover, N. Bumpus, Clarence J. Washington, W. S. Ferguson, May Wells, +H. A. Bent. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +ACROSTIC. + +Place the names of five trees in such order that their initials read +downward spell the name of another tree. + + BOLUS. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +UNITED DIAMONDS. + +1. In Nebraska. An insect. A fluid. At a distance. In Nevada. + +2. In Idaho. A graceful animal. An animal often trained for a special +purpose. The limit. In Colorado. Centrals of diamonds read across spell +the name of a savage beast. + + OWLET. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +WORD SQUARES. + +1. First, a character in mythology. Second, ascended. Third, a body of +land. Fourth, a prophet. + + S. F. W. + +2. First, lineage. Second, sour. Third, to quote. Fourth, a garden. + + KATIE. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in lily, but not in white. + My second in sleep, but not in night. + My third is in man, but not in beast. + My fourth is in sorrow, but not in feast. + My fifth is in no, but not in yes. + My whole is a fruit which you must guess. + + MATTIE. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +HOUR-GLASS PUZZLE. + +An associate. A ravine. A reward. In Lexington. Devoured. One of a +certain sect of philosophers. A boy's name. Centrals read downward spell +the name of a celebrated battle. + + ZELOTES. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 48. + +No. 1. + + P I S A Y A C H T + I S A R A B H O R + S A C O C H A S E + A R O N H O S T S + T R E S S + +No. 2. + + N S + D I S W H O + N I G H T-S H A D E + S H E O D D + T E + +No. 3. + +Cornwallis, Washington. + +No. 4. + +1. Ava, Orfah, Jiddah, Riad, Pekin, Surat, Omsk. 2. Exeter, Alabama, +Paraná, Caracas, Panama. + + * * * * * + +WIGGLES. + +For the benefit of those who have not read the original article on +"Wiggles," we would say that the Wiggle is a line that may be turned +into a picture by having other lines added to it. For example, take the +new Wiggle, No. 15, given in this Number. Trace it carefully, so as to +preserve the _exact_ outlines, and then see what you can make of it. Add +to it as much as you please, but do not change the original line. 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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, October 19, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 22, 2009 [EBook #29200] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, OCT 19, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#RABBITS_TO_FIND"><b>RABBITS TO FIND.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#WHO_WAS_PAUL_GRAYSON"><b>WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PARASOL_ANTS_AND_THE_FORAGING_ANTS"><b>THE PARASOL ANTS AND THE FORAGING ANTS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PLUMES_OF_CRECY1"><b>THE PLUMES OF CRÉCY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SUMAC_HUNTING"><b>SUMAC HUNTING.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OLD_TIMES_IN_THE_COLONIES"><b>OLD TIMES IN THE COLONIES.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_ANGEL_IN_THE_LILLY_FAMILY"><b>THE ANGEL IN THE LILLY FAMILY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"><b>OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.</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_745" id="Page_745">[Pg 745]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="387" 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>. 51.</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, October 19, 1880.</td><td align='center'>Copyright, 1880, 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: 700px;"><a name="RABBITS_TO_FIND" id="RABBITS_TO_FIND"></a> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="700" height="493" alt="IN THE CORN FIELD." title="" /> +<span class="caption">IN THE CORN FIELD.</span> +</div> + +<h2>RABBITS TO FIND.</h2> + +<h3>BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD.</h3> + +<p>"I say, Tad Murray, what's made you so late with your cows this +morning?"</p> + +<p>"Late? Well, I guess you'd be late if you'd had such a time as I did. It +was all old Ben's fault."</p> + +<p>"Ben's? Why, there he is now, chasing the brindled heifer. If she'd only +turn on him, she could pitch him over the fence like a forkful of hay."</p> + +<p>"He's a better cow-dog than that ragged little terrier of yours, Carr +Hotchkiss; but he's an awful fellow to let into a corn field, 'specially +'bout this time of year."</p> + +<p>"Into a corn field!"</p> + +<p>"When there's a lot of rabbits in the shocks."</p> + +<p>"Are there rabbits in your corn?"</p> + +<p>"It's just alive with 'em. And Ben he gets after 'em, and the corn's all +cut and shocked, and he'll tear a shock of corn to pieces in no time; +and father says it's too bad, for he hasn't any time to kill rabbits."</p> + +<p>"Tell you what, Tad, Whip's the best dog in the world for rabbits."</p> + +<p>"Is he?"</p> + +<p>"He wouldn't hurt a shock of corn if he scratched clean through it. I'll +fetch him along soon's you get your cows in; and we'll get Dan Burrel +and Eph McCormick and Frank Perry, and we'll have the biggest rabbit +hunt you ever heard of."</p> + +<p>"Don't I wish I had a gun!"</p> + +<p>"Father's got one, but he won't let me put a finger on it."</p> + +<p>"So's my father got one. It's a splendid good gun, too, but one of the +triggers is gone, and there's a hole you could stick your finger into in +the right barrel, where it got bursted once."</p> + +<p>"We don't want any guns. You hurry your cows in. There! the brindled +heifer's given Ben an awful dig."</p> + +<p>"He won't care."</p> + +<p>Old Ben did care, however, for he left the brindled heifer suddenly, and +came back toward the boys, with his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_746" id="Page_746">[Pg 746]</a></span> wise-looking head cocked on one +side, as much as to say, "Didn't I hear you two saying something about +rabbits?"</p> + +<p>It was less than half an hour before they were telling him a good deal +about that kind of game. They gathered the rest of their hunting party +on their way back to Squire Murray's, only they did not waste any time +going to the house. It was a shorter cut through the wheat stubble and +the wood lot to the big corn field in the hollow.</p> + +<p>Corn, corn, corn. Squire Murray said he had never before raised so good +a crop in all his life. And then he had added that the rabbits and +squirrels and woodchucks were likely to be his best market, for they +were husking it for him, and not charging him a cent. Only they carried +off all they husked without paying for it, and he was compelled to +charge that part of his crop to "rabbit account."</p> + +<p>The old squire loved a bit of fun as well as anybody, and it was a pity +he could not have been in his own corn field that morning.</p> + +<p>Tad Murray had to catch hold of old Ben the moment they were over the +fence, for he half buried himself in the nearest shock of corn the first +thing.</p> + +<p>"Oh dear! if there was only one of 'em in sight, so he'd have something +to run after!"</p> + +<p>"Whip! Whip!" shouted Carr Hotchkiss. "Rabbits, Whip—rabbits!"</p> + +<p>Whip had been dancing around the shock as if the ground under him were +red-hot, and he couldn't keep his feet on any one spot for two seconds; +but now he made a sudden dive into the gap from which Tad had pulled out +old Ben.</p> + +<p>"Find 'em, Whip—find 'em!"</p> + +<p>"There's a rabbit in there somewhere," said Dan Burrel, in a loud, +earnest whisper.</p> + +<p>"Look out you don't scare him," whispered back Eph McCormick; and Frank +Perry picked up a long stiff corn stalk, and began to poke it in at +every crack he could find.</p> + +<p>"Don't, Frank; you'll scare the rabbit."</p> + +<p>"Scare him, Eph? Why, that's just what we're up to. If we don't scare +him, he won't come out."</p> + +<p>There was a loud whine from Whip at that moment, and a sound of very +vigorous pawing and scratching away in out of sight.</p> + +<p>"Do rabbits ever bite?" said Frank, excitedly.</p> + +<p>"Rabbits? bite a dog?" said Carr, scornfully. "I'd back Whip all alone +against all the rabbits Squire Murray's got."</p> + +<p>Another whine from Whip, and more pawing and rustling in that mysterious +place he had scratched into. Every boy of them wished he were in there +with a double-barrelled gun or something.</p> + +<p>"Tad," said Frank Perry, "maybe it isn't a rabbit. Maybe it's something +big."</p> + +<p>"Woodchucks?"</p> + +<p>"Are there any 'coons around here nowadays?"</p> + +<p>"Haven't seen any; but the rabbits are awful big ones, some of 'em."</p> + +<p>Yelp, yelp, yelp, from the dog inside, and his voice had a smothered and +anxious sound.</p> + +<p>"He's got him!" exclaimed Tad. But he had better have kept his hold upon +Ben for a moment longer. It had been pretty hard work the last minute or +so, for Ben understood every sound Whip had been making. All it had +meant really was: "Ben! boys! there's a rabbit here, and he keeps just +about a foot ahead of me. He's three sizes smaller than I am, and he can +get through the shock faster. One of you be on the look-out for him on +that further side."</p> + +<p>The instant Tad loosened his arms from around Ben's neck, the sagacious +old fellow sprang forward—not at the hole where Whip went in, but +straight across, where there was no hole at all, till he came to make +one.</p> + +<p>There was a big one there before any boy of them all knew what Ben was +up to. How the corn stalks did fly as he pawed his way in and tore them +aside with his great strong teeth! If he was not much of a hand at +setting up a shock, he was a mouth and four paws at pulling one down.</p> + +<p>"Ben! Ben!" shouted Tad. "Come here! Rabbits, Ben—rabbits! Come here, +sir."</p> + +<p>As if Ben needed anybody to say "rabbits" to him, after he had listened +to all that anxious whimpering from Whip!</p> + +<p>"Shake the shock a little," said Dan Burrel. "He's in there somewhere."</p> + +<p>He suited the action to the word, but that was all that was needed, and +down it came, flat on the ground, with a big dog and a small one and +five excited boys tearing around among the ruins.</p> + +<p>There was a rabbit there too when the shock fell over, but he came out +of the confusion with a great leap, and would have made his escape +entirely if it had not been for the long legs of old Ben.</p> + +<p>There was no time given the rabbit to hunt for another hiding-place, for +before the boys and Whip had quite made up their minds what had become +of their game, Ben was shaking him by the back of the neck half way down +the field.</p> + +<p>"I say, boys," said Tad, "we must set this shock up again. There comes +Josephus, and if we leave such a mess as this is behind us, he won't let +us go after another rabbit."</p> + +<p>Josephus was Tad's elder brother, and he had been sent down there by his +mother to get a pumpkin for some pies. There were plenty of them, that +had been planted among the corn, and it was easy enough to pick out a +good one and go back to the house; but Joe saw what the boys were about, +and he stood for a moment looking at them.</p> + +<p>"Set it up carefully," whispered Eph McCormick; "Joe's watching us."</p> + +<p>"We've got one rabbit, anyhow."</p> + +<p>"I say, what's become of Whip?"</p> + +<p>"Never mind, boys. Hurry this thing together again."</p> + +<p>So they did, and they were so intent on repairing the mischief they had +done that they did not see what Josephus and the two dogs were doing +meantime.</p> + +<p>"I've got him!"</p> + +<p>They were all standing back and looking at their work to see if it was +just as good as it had been before it tumbled, when they heard Joe +shouting that to them from the other side of the field.</p> + +<p>"I've got him! I wouldn't give much for a lot of boys that can't catch +rabbits without tearing the corn to pieces. Send in the little dog every +time, and wait till the rabbit comes out. The big dog's bound to catch +him if you give him a fair chance."</p> + +<p>"That's what we'll do," said Tad. "Joe's picking up his pumpkin. He's +all right."</p> + +<p>No doubt he was, but he would much rather have staid with them in the +corn field than have carried that great yellow ball half a mile to the +house.</p> + +<p>There was plenty of fun after that, for both dogs and boys had learned +that there was a right way to work at that kind of hunting. Before noon +they had thirteen fine large rabbits hanging on the fence, and nobody +could have told by the look of any shock in the field that either a dog +or a boy had been through it.</p> + +<p>"Boys," said Squire Murray, when he met them coming through the +barn-yarn gate, "which of you caught the most rabbits?"</p> + +<p>"Which of us caught the most?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, that's what I'd like to know. Which of you is the one I want to +hire to catch my rabbits for me?"</p> + +<p>The boys looked at one another for a moment, and then Tad slowly +remarked, "Well, father, I guess it's Ben. He got the first bite at +every one of 'em."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_747" id="Page_747">[Pg 747]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h4><a name="WHO_WAS_PAUL_GRAYSON" id="WHO_WAS_PAUL_GRAYSON"></a>[Begun in No. 46 of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, September 14.]</h4> + +<h2>WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON?</h2> + +<h3>BY JOHN HABBERTON,</h3> + +<h4><span class="smcap">Author of "Helen's Babies."</span></h4> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Chapter VI</span>.</h3> + +<h3>THE BEANTASSEL BENEFIT.</h3> + +<p>Of the many boys who were curious about Paul Grayson's antecedents, no +one devoted more attention to the subject than Benny Mallow. Benny was +short, and Paul was tall; Benny was fat, and Paul was thin; Benny's hair +was light, while Paul's was black as jet; Benny had light blue eyes, +while those of Paul were of a rich brown; Benny always had something to +say about himself, while Paul never seemed to think his affairs of the +slightest interest to any one but himself: so, taking all things into +account, it is not wonderful that Benny Mallow spent whole half-hours in +contemplating his friend with admiration and wonder.</p> + +<p>Still more, as Benny had been accepted by every one as Paul's particular +friend, he actually was besieged with all sorts of questions, and to +answer these without letting himself down in the estimation of the +school was no easy matter, when he did not know any more about Paul than +any one else did. One question, however, he settled to the entire +satisfaction of every one but Napoleon Nott— Grayson was not an exiled +prince. Benny was sure of this, because he had asked Paul if he had ever +been on the other side of the ocean, and Paul had answered that he had +not. Notty endeavored to make light of this evidence by showing how easy +it would have been to spirit the mysterious person away from his royal +home and to America while he was a baby, and therefore too young to know +anything about it, but Will Palmer told Notty that it was about time to +stop making a fool of himself, and the other boys present said they +thought so too, at which Notty became so angry that he vowed, in the +presence of at least a dozen boys, that when the truth came out, and all +the boys wanted to borrow his copy of <i>The Exiled Prince: a Tale of +Woe</i>, he would not lend it to them, even if it were to save them from +death; he would not even let them look at the cover, with its picture of +the prince and the name of the publisher.</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Mr. Morton had continued his visits to the prisoners and to +the poor of the town, and out of school hours he had so interested the +boys in some of the suffering families of worthless men or widowed +women, that it was agreed by the whole school that the teasing of any of +the boys of these families about the holes in their trousers, or +provoking fights with or between them, should entirely stop; indeed, as +this suggestion came from Bert Sharp, who was fonder of fighting than +any other boy in the town, the school could not well do otherwise.</p> + +<p>The boys went even farther: when one day old Peter Beantassel, whose +family was always on the verge of starvation, spent on drink the +accidental earnings of a week, and then fell into an abandoned well and +was drowned, it was decided by the school to give an exhibition for the +benefit of Mrs. Beantassel and her six children. Mr. Morton was +delighted, and promised to secure a church or hall without expense to +the boys, and to collect enough money from the public to pay for +printing the tickets. The boys at once began work in tremendous earnest; +they were for a fortnight so busy at determining upon a programme, and +studying, rehearsing, selling tickets, and exacting promises from people +who would not purchase in advance, that there was but little playing +before school and during recess, blackberry hedges were neglected, and +the trout in the single brook near the town had not the slightest excuse +for apprehension.</p> + +<p>Paul Grayson entered into the spirit of the occasion as thoroughly as +any one else; he volunteered to recite Longfellow's "Psalm of Life," and +when the farce of <i>Box and Cox</i> was about to be given up because no boy +was willing to dress up in women's clothes, and be laughed at by all the +larger girls, for playing the part of Mrs. Bouncer, Paul volunteered for +that unpopular character, and saved the play. But this was not all. +There were to be some tableaux, and as Mr. Morton had been asked to +suggest some scenes, particularly one or two with Indians in them, and +was as fond of pointing a moral as teachers usually are, one of his +tableaux, to be called "Civilization," was a scene in the interior of an +Indian's wigwam. The squaw, who had just been killed, was lying dead on +the floor; her husband, with his hands tied, stood bleeding between two +soldiers, while between father and mother stood the half-grown son, +wondering what it all was about. As all of the boys wanted to see this +tragic picture, all of them declined to take part in it; Joe Appleby had +been heard to remark with a sneer that only very small and green boys +cared to look at Indians, so he was asked to take the part of the +wretched son himself; but he said that when any one saw him making a +fool of himself by browning his face and dressing up in rags, he hoped +some one would tell him about it: so Grayson, as the only other tall boy +who had dark hair that was not cut short, was cast for this part also, +and offered no objection. As for the bleeding chieftain, Napoleon Nott +fought hard to pose in that character, and was quieted only by being +allowed to play the dead squaw, which all the boys told him he ought +easily to see was the more romantic part, besides being one in which he +could by no chance make any mistake.</p> + +<p>The place selected for the entertainment was the lecture-room of the +Presbyterian church, and the boys had therefore to give up their darling +project of devoting half an hour of the evening to amateur negro +minstrelsy, for one of the deacons said that while he sometimes doubted +that even an organ was a proper musical instrument for use in sacred +buildings, he certainly was not going to tolerate banjos and bones. This +decision was a great disappointment to Benny Mallow, who had been +selected by the managers to perform upon the tambourine, but in the +revision of the programme Benny was assigned to duty in a tableau as a +little fat goblin, and this so tickled his fancy that he did not suffer +long by the disappointment.</p> + +<p>At last the eventful night arrived. Some of the boys did not leave the +lecture-room at all after the last rehearsal, not even to get their +suppers, for fear they should be late, and those who reached the room +barely in time to take their parts had all they could do to squeeze +through the crowd that blocked the doors and filled the aisles. The +spectacle of so crowded a house raised the boys to a high pitch of +excitement, which was increased by various peeps from the curtains that +served as dressing-rooms at the Beantassel children, who by some +thoughtful soul had been provided with free seats in the extreme front +bench; there they were, all but the baby; they had been provided with +clothing which, though old, was far more sightly than the rags they +usually wore, and although they did not seem as much at ease as some +others among the spectators, their eyes stood so very open, then and +throughout the evening, that even Joe Appleby, who had reluctantly +consented to pose, in his best clothes, with gloves, cane, and high hat, +as Young America in a tableau of "The Nations," agreed with himself that +the exhibition was rather a meritorious idea after all, and that even if +the boys did as badly as he knew they would, he was glad it was sure to +pay.</p> + +<p>But the boys did not do badly; on the contrary, the general performance +would have been quite creditable to adults. The opening was somewhat +dismal; it was announced to consist of a duet for two flutes by Will +Palmer and Ned Johnston. The boys had practiced industriously at several +airs in order to discover which would be best, and at last they supposed +they had fully agreed; but when<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_748" id="Page_748">[Pg 748]</a></span> seated Ned began the "Miserere" from +<i>Trovatore</i>, while Will started "The Old Folks at Home," and each was +sure the other was wrong, and would correct himself, which the other in +both cases failed to do, and finally both boys retired abruptly, amid +considerable laughter, and fought the matter out in the dressing-room.</p> + +<p>Paul Grayson soon restored order, however, by his rendering of the +"Psalm of Life." He had a fine voice, and he spoke the lines as if he +meant them; so gloriously did his voice ring that even the boys in the +dressing-room kept silence and listened, though they had heard the same +verses a hundred times before.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 244px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="244" height="400" alt="PAUL AS A CHIEF'S SON." title="" /> +<span class="caption">PAUL AS A CHIEF'S SON.</span> +</div> + +<p>Most of the performances that followed went very smoothly, although +Benny Mallow, who played the Hatter's part in <i>Box and Cox</i>, caused some +confusion by laughing frequently and unexpectedly, because Paul's +disguise as Mrs. Bouncer affected him powerfully in spite of the efforts +made by Sam Wardwell, as the Printer, to restrain him. The tableaux +pleased the audience greatly; even that of "Prometheus," with Ned +Johnston as the sufferer, and Mrs. Battle's big red rooster as the +vulture, brought down the house.</p> + +<p>But the great tableau of the evening was the teacher's "Civilization." +When Paul Grayson had understood fully what the scene was to be, he +refused so earnestly to have anything to do with it that the boys were +startled. They did not excuse him from taking the part of the young +Indian, however; they pleaded so steadily that at last Paul consented, +but in worse temper than any one had ever seen him before. No one could +complain of the manner in which he acted on the stage, however. When the +curtain was drawn he was seen standing beside his dead mother, and +shaking a fist at the soldiers; in color, dress, pose, and spirit he +seemed to be a real Indian, if the audience was a competent judge; then, +when the applause justified a recall, as it soon did, the drawn curtain +disclosed Paul clinging to the wounded brave as if nothing should ever +tear him away.</p> + +<p>Napoleon Nott saw all this, although, as the Indian boy's mother, he was +supposed to be dead beyond recall. Suddenly he felt himself to be +inspired, and when the curtain was down he flew into the dressing-room +and exclaimed, "I've got it!"</p> + +<p>"Be careful not to hurt it," said Canning Forbes, sarcastically.</p> + +<p>"I've got it!" declared Notty, without noticing Canning's cruel speech. +"Grayson is an Indian, a chief's son. You don't suppose he could have +made believe so well as all that, do you? That's it. I knew he was a +great person of some sort. Sh—h! he's coming."</p> + +<p>Somehow the boys who had been able to peep out at the tableau did not +laugh at Notty this time. Paul, in his Indian dress, had greatly +impressed them all before he left the dressing-room, and certainly his +acting had been unlike anything the boys had seen other boys do. The +subject was talked over in whispers, so that Paul should not hear, +during the remainder of the evening, with the result that that very +night at least six boys told other boys or their own parents, in the +strictest confidence, of course, that there was more truth than +make-believe about Paul Grayson as an Indian. And the parents told the +same story to other parents, the boys told it to other boys, and within +twenty-four hours Paul Grayson was a far more interesting mystery than +before.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 311px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="311" height="600" alt=""HAPPY AS THE DAY IS LONG."—From an Etching by W. S. Coleman." title="" /> +<span class="caption">"HAPPY AS THE DAY IS LONG."—<span class="smcap">From an Etching by W. S. Coleman</span>.</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_PARASOL_ANTS_AND_THE_FORAGING_ANTS" id="THE_PARASOL_ANTS_AND_THE_FORAGING_ANTS"></a>THE PARASOL ANTS AND THE FORAGING ANTS.</h2> + +<h3>BY CHARLES MORRIS.</h3> + +<p>Was there ever such a prattler as the warm-hearted little brook that ran +by the foot of the garden of Woodbine Cottage? To be sure, it had good +reason to be jolly, for the sunlight buried itself in its bubbles till +they sparkled like diamonds; and a hedge of roses overhung it, and +dropped crimson leaves that floated away like fairy boats on its bright +surface; and broad-winged butterflies floated, like tiny ships of the +air, above the happy stream. And away it ran, prattling and chattering, +and picking its way through moss-covered stones that lifted above its +surface, and tumbling hastily down in little cascades, as though it were +in a desperate hurry to get on in the world, and altogether<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_749" id="Page_749">[Pg 749]</a></span> misbehaving +itself just as any madcap little stream might when out on a frolic.</p> + +<p>Its bank beyond the garden was bordered with the white and gold of +daisies and buttercups, and the red and green of blossoming clover, in +which Harry Mason was almost buried, only his bright cheeks and curly +hair showing out of this verdant nest. As for Uncle Ben, he was gravely +seated on the bank of the brook, holding his little friend Willie on his +knee. The little chap was quite as grave as his big uncle.</p> + +<p>"You neber tole us one word yet 'bout them soldiers an' cows an' tings, +'mong the ants, Uncle Ben," he earnestly remarked, "an' you knows you +said you was goin' to tell us all an' all an' all about 'em. An' I don't +think it's fair."</p> + +<p>"Why, I certainly must have done so," replied Uncle Ben, with affected +surprise. "You have surely forgotten. I shall have to leave this affair +for Harry to settle."</p> + +<p>"Then Willie is right," returned Harry, from his grassy nest. "You told +us everything else about them, but you never said one thing about the +cows or the soldiers."</p> + +<p>"Everything else about them!" exclaimed Uncle Ben, with a sly smile. +"Why, I know I did not say a word about the parasol ants, or the +foraging ants, or the—"</p> + +<p>"The parasol ants!" cried Willie, quite forgetting the cows and the +soldiers in his surprise. "You doesn't mean, Uncle Ben, that they +carries parasols—jes like mamma, now?"</p> + +<p>Harry, too, had lifted himself up on his elbow, the light of curiosity +gleaming in his eyes.</p> + +<p>"They are the most comical things in the world," replied their uncle. +"Just imagine now a great line of ants, marching along like a school of +young ladies out on a holiday, each of them holding a piece of green +leaf over its head like a parasol. It is not strange that people fancied +that this was done to keep the sun off, and called them parasol ants."</p> + +<p>"What do they do it for, then?" asked Harry, eagerly.</p> + +<p>"Maybe them's the soldiers," suggested Willie; "maybe it's ant guns +they's carryin'."</p> + +<p>"We have not got to the soldiers yet," said his uncle, smiling. "These +leaves are really used in building their nests. But the whole thing is +very curious. The ants climb up the bushes, and run out on the leaves. +There they cut, with their sharp jaws, a little round piece from the +leaf. Then they pick this up, getting a tight hold on it, you may be +sure, and away they scamper for the nest. But these ants are not the +nest-builders; they are only like the laborers who carry bricks to the +bricklayers. They drop their leaves beside the nest, and run back for +more, leaving the real builders to finish the work."</p> + +<p>"Regular little hod-carriers," suggested Harry. "But they don't build a +nest of little bits of leaf, I hope?"</p> + +<p>"Not exactly. The leaves are mingled through the earth to sustain the +great domes which they erect. The houses which these tropical ants build +are wonderfully different from the little ant-hills we see about here. +They are not very high; it is true. The dome rises about two feet above +the ground. But then it is more than forty<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_750" id="Page_750">[Pg 750]</a></span> feet across. One of them +would reach nearly across our garden, like a great white swelling upon +the face of the earth. They certainly need something to hold together +the wet clay of their great domes."</p> + +<p>"But our ants here live 'way down, 'way under-ground," remarked Willie.</p> + +<p>"So do these," replied Uncle Ben. "The dome is only the roof of their +house. They are famous diggers—I assure you of that. Talk about our +miners, with their tunnels running deep into the mountains: why, their +work is nothing in comparison with that of these little creatures. They +make wonderful under-ground tunnels, which run out from the nest in all +directions, and to incredible distances. No one sees these tunnels, +however, unless they may happen to come to the surface in a very +disastrous manner, as they sometimes do."</p> + +<p>"How do you mean?" asked Harry, curiously. He had now crept out of his +lair, and was seated quietly beside his uncle, with his feet hanging +just above the stream.</p> + +<p>"Why, in one case, in South America, they tunnelled through the bank of +a reservoir. The first thing the people knew, the water was rushing out +in a torrent. It was never discovered what was the trouble until the +reservoir was quite empty, when they found that the parasol ants had +caused the mischief."</p> + +<p>"Well, I do declare!" cried Willie, laughing so heartily that he nearly +tumbled off Uncle Ben's knee. "Wasn't that jes ever so cunning?"</p> + +<p>"Why, you don't think they did it just a-purpose, for nothing but +mischief, I hope?" asked Harry, with some indignation.</p> + +<p>"I s'poses so," replied Willie, laughing to that extent that he dropped +his hat into the stream. And then there was a lively scramble until it +was rescued again from the merry waters, which were running away with it +as fast as they could.</p> + +<p>"You're such a comical little fellow," said Harry, as he shook the water +from the dripping hat, and pressed it tightly down on Willie's head. +"Anybody that can't laugh without shaking his hat overboard!"</p> + +<p>"But that was so funny 'bout the ants lettin' the water all run away! +don' know how I's to help laughin'," retorted Willie.</p> + +<p>"There is another story told," continued Uncle Ben, "about a nest of +parasol ants that dug a tunnel into a gold mine. The under-ground +streams got turned into this tunnel, and the waters poured in until they +flooded the mine. It cost thousands of dollars to pump the water out, +and get the mine ready for working again. And the owners had first to +send for a professional ant-killer, and destroy the ant nest, before it +was safe to go on."</p> + +<p>"A professional ant-killer?" repeated Harry, opening his eyes wide in +surprise.</p> + +<p>"Yes: there are persons who make a regular business of destroying these +troublesome ants."</p> + +<p>"Guess that can't be much trouble," said Willie, disdainfully. "Jes got +to put your foot on 'em, an' smash 'em."</p> + +<p>"I hardly think your foot would cover forty square feet of ground," +remarked his uncle, lifting up the diminutive foot, and very gravely +examining it. "And then there are the tunnels, running eighty or a +hundred feet away in all directions. I am afraid this foot would not be +quite large enough."</p> + +<p>"I don't care," cried Willie, jerking his foot away. "I was thinkin' +'bout ants like what we have here."</p> + +<p>"But how do they kill them, then?" asked Harry, looking up inquiringly +into his uncle's face.</p> + +<p>"They build a sort of oven over the doorway of the nest," was the reply. +"In this they make a fire of charcoal and pungent herbs, and some +negroes are stationed with bellows, driving the smoke and fumes from the +fire down into the nest. When smoke is seen rising from the ground +anywhere, they know that a tunnel opens in that spot, and they stop it +up with clay. But it is no light task to kill out a nest of ants. The +negroes are kept constantly at work with their bellows for four days and +nights, driving down the smothering fumes. At the end of that time the +oven is taken away and the nest opened, every tunnel being laid bare. If +any ants are found to be alive, they are instantly killed, and all the +openings are stopped up with clay, which is stamped down hard, until the +whole nest is filled with it."</p> + +<p>"Who would ever have thought that a nest of ants would be so hard to +kill?" remarked Harry, reflectively.</p> + +<p>"All that trouble jes to kill some ole ants," said Willie, getting down +and walking away disdainfully. "Guess big men with their big boots could +smash 'em easier 'an that if they wanted to."</p> + +<p>"Are there other ants that make such tunnels?" asked Harry.</p> + +<p>"Oh yes; some of the ants are wonderful diggers. There is a Texan +species which on one occasion was found to have run a tunnel under a +creek, fifteen or twenty feet deep and thirty feet wide, for the purpose +of getting at the vegetables and fruits in a gentleman's garden on the +other side of the creek."</p> + +<p>"I think <i>they</i> should have been smoked out anyhow," said Harry.</p> + +<p>"Guess I'd pulled eberyting 'fore the ants got over," suggested Willie.</p> + +<p>"And what were those foraging ants you spoke of, Uncle Ben?"</p> + +<p>"Jes neber mine them," exclaimed Willie. "You knows you was goin' to +tell all 'bout the cows, an' you ain't eber goin' to tell one word. I +b'lieves you's jes funnin' with us, Uncle Ben. I jes b'lieves that, +now."</p> + +<p>"Oh! you want to hear about the cows?" said his uncle, with a look of +grave surprise. "Why, of course. The ant cows, you know, are everywhere. +There is no trouble to find them."</p> + +<p>A stray branch of a grape-vine had grown over the hedge, and stretched +itself across the brook. Uncle Ben bent it down and examined it for a +minute.</p> + +<p>"Why, here they are now!" he exclaimed, pointing to some very small +insects on one of the leaves, about which several ants were busying +themselves. "These are the ant cows. And here are their keepers looking +after them."</p> + +<p>"Them little tings cows!" said Willie, with a look of utter disdain.</p> + +<p>"You didn't expect to find them as big as our cows, I hope?" asked +Harry.</p> + +<p>"Their real name is aphis, or plant-louse," said Uncle Ben. "They suck +the juices of the leaves. These juices become in their bodies a sort of +honey, which they yield from certain pores. The ants are very fond of +this honey-dew, and lap it up eagerly. And if you watch close you may +see them patting or stroking the aphides to make them yield the honey +faster. That is what has been called milking their cows."</p> + +<p>"Well, that is very curious, I know," exclaimed Harry. "I am going to +watch them after this."</p> + +<p>"Each ant seems to claim certain cows as his own property," continued +Uncle Ben. "And he will bristle up angrily if any other ant strays into +his pasture fields. But that is not the whole story. They not only milk +these cows, but they tenderly raise their calves. Some species of the +aphis live on the roots of plants. Around these the ants make their +nests, so as to have their cows in stables of their own. And they take +the greatest care of the eggs and the young of the aphides, raising them +as tenderly as they raise their own young. No human farmer could be more +careful of his own stock of cows and calves."</p> + +<p>"You 'mos' might as well say they's folks right out,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_751" id="Page_751">[Pg 751]</a></span> ejaculated +Willie, indignantly. "Anyhow, it's ole honey, an' it ain't milk at all."</p> + +<p>"I am sure it is not the fault of the ants if their cows give honey +instead of milk," replied his uncle, with an odd smile. "And I have +certainly seen folks who were not as wise as the ants."</p> + +<p>"But never mind the cows, Uncle Ben," persisted Harry. "I want to hear +about the foraging ants. Where do they belong, and what queer things do +they do?"</p> + +<p>"They are a South American ant," was the reply. "They may be seen at +certain seasons marching along the ground in a long column, much like an +army. They have officers, too. These are large-headed ants that march +outside the column, and keep it in order. It is an immense army they +command, I can assure you—greater than that with which Xerxes in old +times invaded Greece; for there may be millions of ants in the line. +There is another species which does not march in column, but in a close +mass, often covering from six to ten square yards of ground."</p> + +<p>"But what are they after?" asked Harry.</p> + +<p>"That's jes what I wants to know," observed Willie, whose curiosity had +returned.</p> + +<p>"They are after food," replied their uncle. "It is amusing to see the +insects scampering off from their line of march. They seem to know the +danger that threatens them, for scarcely a living thing escapes the +sharp jaws of these fierce foragers. They send out side columns to +search the ground and the bushes and low trees. When any insect is +found, it is instantly surrounded and covered by these marauders, and +torn to pieces, and carried off in fragments. But it is not in the trees +and on the ground that they find their chief prey."</p> + +<p>"Where, then?" asked Harry, his great blue eyes fixed with speaking +interest on his uncle's countenance.</p> + +<p>"In the houses. The foraging ants are a perfect blessing to the people +of the villages, not a pest, as ants are in our houses. These warm +regions, you know, have multitudes of insects that we never see. The +houses are infested not only with rats and mice, roaches and fleas, but +with snakes and scorpions, with huge spiders and with many other +unpleasant things; so the village folks are glad enough to see the +approach of the foraging ants. They throw open every door in their +houses, unlock their drawers and trunks, and pull the clothes out on the +floor. They then vacate the houses, and leave them to the ants, who soon +stream in. Those who have seen them say that it is a wonderful +spectacle. Nothing living escapes them. They search every hole, nook, +and cranny. Here, dozens may be seen surrounding a great spider or +scorpion; there, they chase sprawling long-legged creatures across the +window-panes; yonder, hundreds of them may be observed dragging out a +rat or a mouse which they have killed: even snakes can not escape from +the sharp and poisonous bite of these bold foragers. It takes from three +to four hours for them to clear out a house. They will not leave it +until they are sure that not a living thing remains. Then they stream +out again, carrying their prey with them; and the inhabitants gladly +return, satisfied that they will have a month or two of comfort after +this ants' house-cleaning."</p> + +<p>"I do b'lieve you's half funnin' again, Uncle Ben," declared Willie, +with an aspect of severe doubt. "How's little tings like ants goin' to +pull out snakes an' rats? I'd jes like to know that!"</p> + +<p>"But I forgot to tell you that these ants are much larger than any we +have here. Some of the tropical ants are an inch long, and as large as a +large wasp; so you may imagine that a whole army of them is not to be +trifled with."</p> + +<p>"Is it them that's the soldiers, Uncle Ben?" asked Willie.</p> + +<p>"The soldiers? Oh, you want to hear about the soldiers—But, I declare, +if there isn't the dinner-bell! Who would have thought that we had spent +so much time over the ants?"</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_PLUMES_OF_CRECY1" id="THE_PLUMES_OF_CRECY1"></a>THE PLUMES OF CRÉCY.<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a></h2> + +<h3>BY LILLIE E. BARR.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">I was reading of kings and nobles,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Tourney and knightly gage,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Till the summer twilight faded</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">From Froissart's ancient page.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Then in the darkened parlor</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">I saw a fairer sight—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">The brave old King whose valor makes</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The shame of Crécy light.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">He stood on the little hill-side,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Taller than all his peers,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Quite blind, but with eyes uplifted,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Hoary with many years.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Still wearing his golden armor,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Crowned with his royal crown,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Leaning upon the sword with which</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">He struck the Soldan down.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">And high in his gleaming helmet</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Three ostrich plumes, snow white—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">From the Paynim's brow he tore them</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">In some Jabluna fight.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">All scarred with Carpathian arrows,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">His heart with Honor flames:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Advance!" he cries, "and fight for France,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Bohemia, and St. James!"</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">But two of his knights staid by him,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">And little did they say;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">The blind old King talked with his heart,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">And that was in the fray.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Alas! alas! He heard too soon</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The sounds of shameful flight;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Thank God," he sighed, "Bohemia's blind!"—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">He would not see this sight.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">"Now, friends, one more good deed I claim,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Last service for your lord:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">I ask a soldier's grave, good knights;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">I'll dig it with my sword.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">My horse's reins tie fast to yours—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">A friend on either hand—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Then ride straight on to where you see</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The English archers stand."</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">They kissed their King most tenderly,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Then three as one they went</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Down to the field of certain death</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">With proud and glad content.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">They cut a path to where Prince Charles,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The King's son, stood at bay:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">'Twas spirits, and not flesh and blood,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">For honor fought that day.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">The three white plumes above the gloom</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Gleamed like a snowy wing;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Victors and vanquished paused to watch</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The blind Bohemian King.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Pierced oft by arrows, stained with blood,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">The Soldan's plumes still wave,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Until Bohemia's sword had cut</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Honor's unsullied grave.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Next day, when English heralds sought</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Over the fatal field</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Trampled lilies and flags of France,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">They found upon his shield</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">The blind old King of Bohemia,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Son and friends by his side;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">But torn and stained the snowy plumes</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">That long had been his pride.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Then said the Black Prince over him,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">"O knight, the bravest, best,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">Thy plumes are dyed in hero's blood—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Henceforth they are my crest!"</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">And still they wave o'er England's crown,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">And teach the young and brave,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 26em;">When all is lost but honor, then</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">Valor digs Honor's grave.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_752" id="Page_752">[Pg 752]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figleft" style="width: 398px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="398" height="400" alt="JANUARY." title="" /> +<span class="caption">JANUARY.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="400" height="393" alt="FEBRUARY." title="" /> +<span class="caption">FEBRUARY.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="400" height="396" alt="MARCH." title="" /> +<span class="caption">MARCH.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="400" height="389" alt="APRIL." title="" /> +<span class="caption">APRIL.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 391px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="391" height="400" alt="MAY." title="" /> +<span class="caption">MAY.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 394px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="394" height="400" alt="JUNE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">JUNE.</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 5%;" /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_753" id="Page_753">[Pg 753]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="400" height="400" alt="JULY." title="" /> +<span class="caption">JULY.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 395px;"> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="395" height="400" alt="AUGUST." title="" /> +<span class="caption">AUGUST.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 398px;"> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="398" height="400" alt="SEPTEMBER." title="" /> +<span class="caption">SEPTEMBER.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="400" height="398" alt="OCTOBER." title="" /> +<span class="caption">OCTOBER.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 396px;"> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="396" height="400" alt="NOVEMBER." title="" /> +<span class="caption">NOVEMBER.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 377px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="377" height="400" alt="DECEMBER." title="" /> +<span class="caption">DECEMBER.</span> +</div> + +<h3>THE MONTHS.—<span class="smcap">By Kate Greenaway</span>.</h3> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_754" id="Page_754">[Pg 754]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="SUMAC_HUNTING" id="SUMAC_HUNTING"></a>SUMAC HUNTING.</h2> + +<h3>BY J. ESTEN COOKE.</h3> + +<p>Anybody visiting the valley of Virginia in the autumn will be sure to +notice, after sunset, all along the slopes of the Blue Ridge Mountains, +little glimmering lights like stars. These are the fires in front of the +small tents of the sumac hunters, who, after gathering sumac all day +long, are laughing and talking with their wives and children as they eat +their suppers before lying down to sleep.</p> + +<p>Sumac is a very pretty plant or shrub which grows a few feet high only, +and has beautiful blood-red leaves springing from a delicate shoot, or +bough. The stalk is smooth, and the leaves are almond-shaped, only more +pointed. On the top of the plant and its larger boughs grow bunches of +red berries in the shape of grape bunches; and the leaves and berries +are of such a deep, rich crimson in the late autumn that they sometimes +make the slopes of the hills appear as if they were on fire. If any +little girl would like to dress the vases on the parlor mantelpiece +prettily, she could not do better than collect a handful of these +delicate tendrils with their scarlet leaves, and use them as a +background to the lovely little autumn flowers—late primroses, +stars-of-Bethlehem, wild honeysuckles, and fringed ferns—which grow in +the woods and fields at this time of the year.</p> + +<p>But the honest country people who take so much pains about collecting +sumac are not thinking about dressing vases with it. They gather it to +sell, and are paid from one cent to a cent and a half a pound for it at +the sumac mills. This may not seem much, but then the ocean is made up +of drops, and with poor people a little money goes a long way. As little +children can pull sumac just as well as grown people, a whole family may +gather in a day several dollars' worth.</p> + +<p>It is used for dyeing, and is said to be better for that purpose than +anything else to color fair leather and certain other fabrics. Great +quantities of it are employed in printing calicoes in rich patterns, and +the dresses worn by ladies and girls often owe their bright colors to +the leaves of the sumac. The way in which it is collected and prepared +for use is very simple. As soon as the leaves turn red, which is toward +the end of summer, the sumac hunters begin their work. They scatter +through the fields, or along the sides of the mountain, and break off +the twigs on which the leaves are growing; for these twigs do not make +the leaves less valuable. Then, when they have collected an armful, they +put it in a pile or into bags, and as night comes on the whole is taken +to one spot, from which it is hauled home in wagons. Here it is laid on +the floor of the barn or any out-house, in the shade, so that it may dry +very gradually, and keep the juices which afford the coloring matter. +When this process of drying is gone through with, and the leaves are in +a proper state, it is loaded on carts or wagons, in bags, and taken to +the sumac mills, where it is weighed, and paid for by the owner of the +mills at the rate, as I have said, of from one cent to a cent and a half +a pound. The largest mills in Virginia, where the finest sumac grows—or +at least a very fine article—are at Richmond; but at Winchester, in the +lower part of the Shenandoah Valley, toward the Potomac, there is a big +mill, where great quantities are purchased, and prepared for the use of +the dyers. The leaves and small twigs are pounded and reduced to a fine +dust, and then it is ready to be sent away. When it reaches the +manufactories where it is to be used as a dye for leather, calico, etc., +it is mixed with what are called <i>mordants</i>, certain substances that +make it <i>bite in</i>, as the word means, and take fast hold of the material +to be dyed; and then there is the pretty calico with its bright colors, +which can not be washed out.</p> + +<p>It is only of late years that much attention has been paid to it in +Virginia. People thought more about raising corn and wheat than of +gathering sumac; but in twenty years they have learned a great deal, and +now begin to understand that "every little helps," and that if they can +go with their wives and children and pull sumac, and then sell it, they +can take their money and buy sugar and coffee, and perhaps some of the +very calico for their little girls' dresses which the red leaves of the +sumac make so pretty.</p> + +<p>The children like the "camping out" on the mountain in the pleasant +summer and fall nights very much. It is a sort of frolic, and it is a +very good thing to mix up pleasure with work: it makes the work much +easier. The tents are very simple little affairs—only a breadth of +canvas stretched across a ridge-pole, like the "comb" of a house, held +up by forked sticks set in the ground. In this are spread what in +Virginia are called "pine tags," that is, the tassels, or needles, of +the pine-trees, which are dry and brown, and by spreading a blanket or +old comforter on these you have an excellent soft bed. In front of the +tent a fire is built to cook by, and by means of forked sticks a pot can +be hung above the fire for making soup, boiling meat, etc. By this fire, +as I have told you, the sumac hunters gather in the evening, after work, +and laugh and talk and sing, and eat their suppers; or perhaps some one +of them can play the fiddle, and he strikes up a dancing tune, and the +girls and boys dance on the grass, and laugh and enjoy themselves much +more than if they were in fine drawing-rooms. After a while the long +day's work makes them sleepy, and they lie down on the fresh pine tags +in the tent, and go to sleep—to be up at daylight, and once more at +work hunting and gathering their sumac.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="OLD_TIMES_IN_THE_COLONIES" id="OLD_TIMES_IN_THE_COLONIES"></a>OLD TIMES IN THE COLONIES.</h2> + +<h3>BY CHARLES CARLETON COFFIN.</h3> + +<h3>No. VIII.</h3> + +<h3>THE BATTLE OF THE RANGERS.</h3> + +<p>When war broke out between France and England in 1755, the French and +Indians came down from Canada and attacked the settlers of New England +and New York, as they had done in previous wars, burning their +dwellings, killing men and women, or carrying them to Canada as +prisoners.</p> + +<p>The French had a fort at Crown Point, on Lake Champlain, and another at +Ticonderoga; while the English had Fort William Henry, at the southern +end of Lake George, and Fort Edward, on the Hudson.</p> + +<p>The English officers who had been sent over by the King to command the +"Provincials," as the people of England called all who lived in America, +thought that soldiers must march in the wilderness with just as much +precision as along a hard beaten road, that they must move in platoons +and columns, keeping step to the drum-beat. The French officers, on the +other hand, adopted the plan of the Indians, marching in single file, +each man carrying his provisions. They made quick movements, falling +suddenly upon a settlement, with their Indian allies, making all the +havoc possible, and before the settlers could gather to resist them, +would be far on their way to Crown Point or Canada.</p> + +<p>Robert Rogers, of New Hampshire, who was fighting the French, prevailed +upon Lord Loudon, the English commander-in-chief, to allow him to form a +battalion of troops, who should have the privilege of scouting the woods +around Lake George and Lake Champlain, to discover the movements of the +French and Indians, to fall upon them just as they were stealing upon +the English, strike a blow, and be gone before the French would know +what had happened. He would play their own game upon them.</p> + +<p>Lord Loudon having given his consent, Major Rogers<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_755" id="Page_755">[Pg 755]</a></span> went to New +Hampshire and enlisted his men. They were all young, strong, athletic. +They had tramped over the hills and mountains of that province, hunting +bears, and had set their traps along the streams for beavers. They could +pick their way through the forest on a cloudy day when there was no sun +to guide them, and could tell in the darkest and cloudiest night which +way was north by feeling the bark on the trees—for the bark is always +more mossy on the northern than on the side exposed to the sun.</p> + +<p>It was to be a service of hardship and privation. They would have to +make long marches; to sleep on the ground; to endure great fatigue; +brave the cold of winter, wrapping themselves in their blankets at +night, and lying down with the snow for their bed.</p> + +<p>Although the hardships would be so great, Robert Rogers had no +difficulty in obtaining all the men he wanted. The settlers had suffered +so much from the enemy that they were eager to take their revenge. There +was a fascination in the service. How stirring the thought of stealing +through the woods, making roundabout marches, shooting a deer or bear, +eating the nice steaks, lying down to sleep beneath the trees; up again +in the morning, coming upon the French and Indians unawares, pouring in +a volley, killing the savages or taking them prisoners, and returning in +triumph!</p> + +<p>Major Rogers chose as lieutenant the man who had knocked the Indians +about, right and left, when called upon to run the gauntlet—John Stark, +who could follow a trail as well as any Indian, who was always cool and +collected, and as brave as a lion. The men were called Rangers. They +wore green frocks, and besides their rifles each man had a long knife +which he could use in a close fight. They wore boots and leather +leggings, and each man carried his rations—bread and cold corned +beef—in a bag.</p> + +<p>The ice on Lake George was thick and strong in March, 1757, when the +Rangers, seventy-four in number, with iron spurs on their feet, several +days' rations in their bags, their blankets rolled upon their shoulders, +marching in single file, with trailed arms, Major Rogers at the head, +and John Stark in the rear, started from Fort William Henry.</p> + +<p>They made their way over the gleaming ice for two days, but on the third +day they left the lake, put on their snow-shoes, entered the woods, +marched past Ticonderoga, and came out upon the western shore of Lake +Champlain, discovered a party of French, with horses and sleds, on their +way from Ticonderoga to Crown Point. Stark, with a part of the Rangers, +made a dash and captured seven prisoners. He did not see another party +of French around a point of land in season to capture them. They escaped +to Ticonderoga, and gave the alarm.</p> + +<p>Major Rogers knew that a large party of French and Indians would be sent +out from Ticonderoga to intercept him, and at once started to return.</p> + +<p>It was a rainy day. The snow was damp and heavy. "We will go to our last +night's camp, and dry our guns," said Major Rogers.</p> + +<p>They reached the camping-place, where the fires were still burning, +dried their guns, put in new priming, and started once more, Rogers in +front, Stark bringing up the rear.</p> + +<p>It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Rogers descended a hill, crossed a +brook, and was picking his way up another hill, when he found himself +face to face with more than two hundred French and Indians, the nearest +not twenty feet distant.</p> + +<p>A volley. Lieutenant Kennedy and John Gardiner fall dead; a bullet +glances from Rogers's skull, for a moment taking away his senses; the +blood flows down his face, blinding him. Several other Rangers are +wounded.</p> + +<p>"Form here."</p> + +<p>Lieutenant Stark issues the order, and the Rangers under his command +take position on a little hill. The Rangers down in the valley fire a +volley at the French, holding their ground till all the wounded can make +their way back to Stark's position.</p> + +<p>Rogers wipes the blood from his face, and issues his orders.</p> + +<p>"You are to command the centre," he says to Stark.</p> + +<p>He sends Sergeants Walker and Phillips with eight men to the rear, to +give notice of any attempt of the enemy to crawl round and attack from +that direction.</p> + +<p>"Don't throw away your ammunition; keep cool; don't expose yourselves," +are the orders, and each Ranger takes position behind a tree. They know +that the enemy outnumber them three to one, that they have had the +advantage of the first fire; but each Ranger prepares to fight to the +bitter end.</p> + +<p>Round through the woods steal a part of the French and Indians, making a +wide circuit. Major Rogers reasoned correctly, and he posted the two +sergeants in the right place. The eight Rangers pick off the French one +by one, giving them such a warm reception that instead of rushing on, +they remain at a distance.</p> + +<p>The other French, with a horde of Indians howling the war-whoop, begin +the attack in front, the Indians springing from tree to tree, getting +nearer and nearer. But the Rangers are on the watch, and many of the +savages leap into the air and fall dead, or crawl away, leaving bloody +trails upon the snow.</p> + +<p>"If you will surrender, we will give you good quarter," shouts the +French commander.</p> + +<p>Major Rogers was faint from the loss of blood, and at the moment was +faint-hearted. He feared that the Rangers would all be picked off before +the fight would cease. It would be three hours to sunset. Could they +hold out till then? He had no thought of surrendering, but would it not +be best to retreat?</p> + +<p>John Stark's blood is up.</p> + +<p>"Retreat! No; that will be certain destruction. We can beat them here. +I'll shoot the first man that attempts to retreat."</p> + +<p>It was bold language for him to use to his commander, but he knew that +Rogers had been stunned by the bullet that had glanced from his skull, +and was not quite himself.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 342px;"> +<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="342" height="400" alt="CUTTING OFF A QUEUE TO BIND A WOUND." title="" /> +<span class="caption">CUTTING OFF A QUEUE TO BIND A WOUND.</span> +</div> + +<p>The fight goes on, the Rangers taking sure aim, the French firing more +wildly, but still one by one the Rangers drop. Captain Spikeman and Mr. +Baker are killed. A bullet strikes the lock of Stark's gun, and renders +it useless. He sees a Frenchman fall at the instant, springs forward, +seizes his gun, returns to his tree, and renews the fight.</p> + +<p>A bullet tears through Rogers's wrist, and the blood spurts out in a +stream. It must be stopped, or he will bleed to death. Rogers wears his +back hair braided in a queue.</p> + +<p>"Take your knife and cut off my queue," he says to one of the Rangers, +who whips out his hunting-knife, cuts off the queue, and Rogers sticks +it into the wound to stop the flowing of the blood.</p> + +<p>All through the dreary afternoon the fight goes on. The snow is +crimsoned with blood. The killed and mortally wounded lie where they +fall. For the Rangers there is no escape; they must conquer or die.</p> + +<p>The shades of night steal on; the fire of the French and Indians has +been growing less; the war-whoop dies away; the last gun is fired. The +enemy, picking up their wounded, retire to Ticonderoga, leaving the +Rangers victors. What a dear-bought victory!—one-half of them killed or +wounded. Of the enemy one hundred and sixteen have fallen!</p> + +<p>The Rangers were only four miles from Ticonderoga, and might expect to +be attacked again in the morning. They were forty miles from Fort +William Henry. They were weary and worn, but they must move on. They +made litters for the wounded, and started, marching all night, but +making only a few miles.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_756" id="Page_756">[Pg 756]</a></span></p> + +<p>The snow had ceased, the air was chill. They must have help. John Stark, +leaving them, started for Fort William Henry, reaching it at sunset. +Soldiers with horses and sleds started at once, and John Stark with +them, stopping not a moment to rest his weary limbs. At sunrise he was +back to the Rangers with the re-enforcements and supplies. The French +had not followed them, and they made their way safely back to Fort +William Henry, having fought one of the most obstinate, unequal, yet +victorious battles recorded in history.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_ANGEL_IN_THE_LILLY_FAMILY" id="THE_ANGEL_IN_THE_LILLY_FAMILY"></a>THE ANGEL IN THE LILLY FAMILY.</h2> + +<h3>BY SHERWOOD BONNER.</h3> + +<p>There was something rather queer about the Lilly family. In the first +place there were so many of them—fourteen precious children. This alone +is queer, when it is the fashion of the day to have small families, and +"well-springs of pleasure" are as scarce as diamonds in any properly +regulated household. But Mrs. Lilly's heart was made on the omnibus +plan; and there was no miserable little "Complet" ever scrawled over its +door.</p> + +<p>Then it was queer how they avoided nicknames in the Lilly family. Each +child was called by its full name, which sometimes happened to be a +pretty long one.</p> + +<p>It was through a sad accident that one of the Lilly children turned into +a regular little angel.</p> + +<p>The day after Christmas Mrs. Lilly's aunt—grandaunt of the +children—carelessly allowed poor Katharine Kirk Lilly to fall on a +marble floor. A serious injury to her spine was the result.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 338px;"> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="338" height="700" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>Dear! dear! how Mrs. Lilly screamed! She threw herself on the bed, and +poured forth tears enough to put out a Christmas bonfire. She was not +soothed until the doctor came, and after a careful examination—which +the sufferer bore without a word or moan—pronounced that poor Katharine +Kirk would live. But, alas! he added that she must always be an invalid. +And smiling with the patient sweetness that distinguished her, the dear +child sank back on the pillows from which she was never to lift her +golden head. All the rest of the Lilly children stood round, showing by +a sort of paralyzed expression on their faces how deeply they were +moved; but none of them cried.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 270px;"> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="270" height="300" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>"Perhaps, dears," said the poor little mother, sobbing, "this affliction +will be blessed to you."</p> + +<p>"It will," cried the penitent great-aunt, clasping Mrs. Lilly in her +arms; "it will teach them lessons of patience, of self-denial, of love, +that will be as good as—"</p> + +<p>"As the Prince's pricking-conscience ring in the family," suggested Mrs. +Lilly's mother, who had a way of turning things into fun, and never gave +way to her feelings.</p> + +<p>It was surprising what a change from that time dated in the Lilly +family. They had been like other children, a little faulty, perhaps, +rather apt to stand on their rights—a fierce footing—but merely to +look at the darling invalid, her shining hair outspread, her blue eyes +ever bright, was to receive a lesson in sweetness and good temper.</p> + +<p>Take the case of Phillips Arthur Cliff Lilly. This young gentleman was +the youngest of the family, and his mother's favorite. Why, no one knew, +except that he was so ugly. He had so many scars on his face, from falls +and fights, that somehow he produced the impression of a target. His +hair stood out like a halo of straw, and one defiant wisp reared itself +above his forehead with the grace of a cat's whisker. Mrs. Lilly could +never sleep until he was safe in her arms, and his life knew no cross +until after the accident to Katharine Kirk, who became, in her turn, the +pivot round which the family revolved. Horrible to relate, his mother +one evening, in her hurry to get back to the invalid, forgot her +youngest, and left him in the Common. There he lay all night, like a +tramp, with the stars twinkling at him, and stray dogs sniffing as they +passed him by. Yet when he was found he <i>did not utter one word</i>. He +opened his blue eyes as he was picked up, and only gave a single +plaintive cry as he was pressed to his frantic mother's bosom.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_020.jpg" width="300" height="295" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>Then there was Myra Miles. She was one of the young ladies of the +family, and, as might be forgiven in a beauty, a trifle vain. She was to +receive calls on New-Year's Day, and had expected to come out in a fine +new dress. Pink tarlatan it was to be, trimmed in the French taste with +blue, with a train to thrill you to your finger-tips, which seemed to +bear the same relation to Myra Miles as the rest of a snake does to its +head. Mrs. Lilly's mamma was making it; but her time was suddenly +demanded to do something for the invalid, and the dress was thrown<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_757" id="Page_757">[Pg 757]</a></span> +aside. The consequence was that poor Myra Miles appeared in the gorgeous +pink dress with a black lace scarf instead of the waist. Still, not one +word of complaint did she utter, although her sisters Dorothy Dimple and +Martha Bonn—the favorites of Mrs. Lilly's aunt—appeared in exquisite +raiment of green and blue. There was something very beautiful about her +resignation.</p> + +<p>When the lovely Susan Mears Lilly was married, Katharine Kirk was taken +in her pretty bed to view the ceremony, and was quite a feature of the +occasion. Indeed, she did not begin to look so weak and ill as the +bridegroom, who, poor youth, was so tottering that Mrs. Lilly's aunt +cruelly suggested that his back should be propped with a hair-pin. You +may imagine how the girls laughed at this, especially Teresa Fehmer +Lilly, a wicked little bridemaid in red satin.</p> + +<p>And such attentions as the sufferer had from friends of the Lilly +family! The beautiful belle Miss Lilian Love spent many hours over a +dainty quilt of silk and lace to adorn the sick-bed. A glorious poet +sent in a box of agreeable medicine, with a note running like this:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>"<span class="smcap">My dear Mrs. Lilly</span>,—I send you a little book for your sick +child, and some medicine for her poor broken back. The peculiarity +of this medicine is that in order to produce any good effect it +must be taken by the nurse. This is rather hard upon the nurse; +but if she is a good nurse she will not mind it much."</p></div> + +<p>Jane Jumper was the nurse really; but while the medicine lasted Mrs. +Lilly herself took entire charge, and administered the sweet doses to +herself, without one word from Katharine Kirk.</p> + +<p>It may have occurred by this time to some shrewd little reader that +under no circumstance was any member of this household apt to give +utterance to silver speech. Shall I confess? Or, my dear children, have +you guessed that Katharine Kirk and all the cherished fourteen belonged +to the beloved, the beautiful, the <i>dumb</i>, family of—Dolls?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_758" id="Page_758">[Pg 758]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX" id="OUR_POST_OFFICE_BOX"></a> +<img src="images/ill_021.jpg" width="600" height="257" alt="OUR POST-OFFICE BOX." title="" /> +</div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Viareggio, Italy</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am nearly six years old. I would like to have a tea party on my +birthday. After my birthday has come I will write again, and tell +you all about it.</p> + +<p>In Rome I have a big play horse and two kitties. My little cat is +gray and white, and is called Bimbo. He walks on his toes, and +makes a long face. Papa's cat's name is Cavaliere. He is a big +Maltese cat.</p> + +<p>In Rome we have a nice house and a nice garden, and in the garden +there is a straw hut.</p> + +<p>We are finishing the summer at Viareggio, and we have nice +sea-baths.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Imogen R.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Smith's Hill, Feather River, California</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I enjoy the letters in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, especially those that tell of +birds and flowers I have not seen. There are mocking-birds here in +summer, and a beautiful bird called goldfinch. There are also +robins, bluebirds, and many varieties of sparrows. The bluebirds +and robins stay here all winter. It is too bad to take eggs from +the birds to give away in exchange. The pitcher-plant grows in a +valley not far from here.</p> + +<p>My sister Bell went to Lassens Peak last week. It is 10,600 feet +high. There is no snow on the mountain now except a small patch on +top. Hundreds of small butterflies were flitting about on the +mountain-side and alighting on the rocks. As there is no +vegetation, except a few hardy plants scattered among the ledges, +I wonder what they find to live on. A lake which could be seen +from the top of the peak had the appearance of being frozen. In +the valley below there are hot boiling springs.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Lou R. K.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Yes, it is too bad to take so many birds' eggs. But if our +correspondents are careful to take only one or two from each nest, and +to always leave more than half, as we have already begged them to do, +the mother-bird will not suffer. If we could believe for a moment that +our little friends would be so cruel as to disturb the brooding mother, +and rob her nest of all its eggs, we would never publish another letter +requesting an exchange of these pretty natural curiosities. The nesting +season is now over in all the Northern States, but when it returns, we +trust the young egg collectors will never allow their eagerness to +secure the coveted treasure to overcome their sense of honor and their +kindness of heart.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Charleston, South Carolina</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am ten years old. I take <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>, and I like it +very much. I am always glad when Wednesday comes, for that is the +day I get it. I think it is a very nice paper for boys and girls. +I have a pet dog whose name is Lion.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Samuel P.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Belleville, Texas</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am ten years old. I have no pets except a Maltese cat and a dog. +I was very much interested in the dog and cat of Madelaine, the +little French girl. I like "The Moral Pirates" and "Who was Paul +Grayson?" best of all the stories. My father gave me a piano for +my birthday present; and when I was seven years old he gave me a +pony, and I named him Button. I dearly love to gallop over the +hills.</p> + +<p>I went to New Hampshire in 1875 to see my grandfather, and we +visited the White Mountains.</p> + +<p>I think <span class="smcap">Young People</span> is the nicest paper I ever saw, and I intend +to take it until I grow up.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Josie C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">New York City</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>B. I., of Radnor, Ohio, asks how to feather arrows. Choose goose +or turkey feathers of a suitable size. Cut them carefully from the +quill; put on hot glue, and fasten them to the sides of the arrow, +about an inch from the notch, at equal distances apart. There +should always be three feathers.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">A. H.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<p>It is a good plan to fasten the feathers to the arrow with pins until +the glue is perfectly dry, when they can be carefully removed.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">San Francisco, California</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a pet now, a lovely little dog, with long curly hair and +large bright eyes. He is snowy white all over, and his name is +Mischief. I am going to have his picture taken some time. He looks +just like a bundle of cotton, with three black spots shining +through. Those are his eyes and nose.</p> + +<p>The tree represented in the illustration of the beetles in <span class="smcap">Young +People</span> No. 38 is just like the California buckeye-tree. The +blossoms are exactly the same.</p> + +<p>I am very much interested in the directions for making salt and +fresh water aquariums. When I was in Monterey I might have +collected lots of sea-anemones, snails, and pink and white +star-fish, but I did not think of it. One of the gentlemen at the +hotel went fishing with a net, and caught a little baby +cuttle-fish, or devil-fish, as it is commonly called. It had seven +or eight long legs, all lined with little suckers, like buttons. +It was a dreadful ugly-looking thing. It must have been very +young, for it was only ten or eleven inches long. The gentleman +was going to keep it for a curiosity, and until he could get +something better he put it in a pan of salt-water; but he forgot +to cover the pan, and in the night the fish crawled out on to the +floor, and died.</p> + +<p>I have exchanged Farallon Island eggs and leaves and specimens of +trees with a good many children since my letter was printed.</p> + +<p>Is there any difference between postage stamps and postmarks? I +don't believe I know what postmarks are.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Ida Belle Diserens</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>A postmark is the stamp put on the outside of a letter at the office +where it is posted. It certainly is not of much value in itself, but if +a collection is neatly pasted in a book, States and countries being +arranged together, counties being written under towns in the United +States, and a note made of any manufactories or natural productions for +which the town is celebrated, such a collection may become an +interesting gazetteer, and valuable as a book of reference.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Hoboken, New Jersey</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>On September 27 I found a blossom on the peach-tree in our back +yard. I picked it, and have pressed it to send to you. I think it +is very odd to have peach blossoms in September, and I would like +to know if any girl or boy has ever seen them blooming in that +month in this climate.</p> + +<p>I think the story "Who was Paul Grayson?" is splendid.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Reba H.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">South Eliot, Maine</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I bought three silk-worms' cocoons at the Educational Department +of the Permanent Exhibition at Philadelphia. In about a week's +time the cocoons broke, and the moths came out and began to lay +their eggs on a sheet of brown paper which I laid them on. They +have laid about all their eggs now, and there are a great many.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Chester B. F.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Howard, Texas</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am seven years old. Mother teaches me at home. I am studying +spelling, geography, arithmetic, and the Third Reader.</p> + +<p>I love so much when Wednesday morning comes, for then I get my +<span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and I read until I have finished it.</p> + +<p>I received a beautiful pressed bouquet, from Mary Lowry. It was +real nice, and I am going to send her some seeds very soon.</p> + +<p>I have three dolls, one wax and two china ones. Every day, when I +am through with my lessons, my sister Myrtle and I have nice times +playing with them.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mabel P.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">West Chester, Pennsylvania</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I live on a farm about one mile from town.</p> + +<p>We had a ring-dove given to us, and we bought a mate for it, and +now we have four more. One is just hatched. Last summer, a year +ago, we had a present of a pair of guinea-pigs, and we have raised +six others. One of the little ones is pure white, except its head, +which is black. It looks as if it had a mask on. My brother, who +is ten years old, has a pigeon-house and about thirty pigeons. And +he has six rabbits, which are all the time burrowing out of the +pen, and a young shepherd dog. We have black and brown bantams, +and two little red calves we call Spot and Lina, because one has a +red spot on its back, and the other a white line.</p> + +<p>Last spring I planted one small ear of pop-corn, and now I have +gathered nearly eighty ears from it. I also planted ground-nuts.</p> + +<p>My brother, my sister, and I have each a pair of stilts, and we +have lots of fun inventing new ways to walk on them.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Bessie R. H.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange postage stamps of France and Germany with +any readers of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span>. Correspondents will please +put "Viâ England" on the envelope, as letters thus addressed are +more likely to come safely.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">B. D. Woodward</span>, 49 im Trutz,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Frankfort-on-the-Main, Germany.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange postmarks for foreign postage stamps, or +for other postmarks, with any boy in the South or West.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">William F. Penney</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">559 Henry Street, Brooklyn, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a collection of postage and revenue stamps, and would like +to exchange with readers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">W. H. Eastman</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Emporia, Kansas.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>My mamma takes <span class="smcap">Young People</span> for my sister Laura and me. We read +all the stories, and are never tired of it.</p> + +<p>We have a pair of pet pigeons named Polly and Dolly. When we first +got them we had to put the food in their mouths, but now they can +eat alone. When we come they hunt in our hands for something to +eat.</p> + +<p>I am a little Iowa girl, but my father came to live in Old +Virginia almost five years ago. We live near Greenway Court, the +old home of Lord Fairfax, and where General Washington surveyed +the land when he was a very young man.</p> + +<p>I am thirteen years old. I have a cabinet and a museum, and am +collecting postmarks and stamps, which I would like to exchange +with any correspondent.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">May Bell Miller</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Care of Joseph A. Miller,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Nineveh, Warren County, Virginia.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am having a splendid time in Mamaroneck. I have a lot of +chickens, and it is very funny to see the young roosters fight. I +shall leave the country soon, and I would like to say to those +wishing to exchange stamps with me that after October 25 my +address will be</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Pierre Jay</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">291 Madison Avenue, New York City.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am making a collection of postmarks, and would like to exchange +with any correspondents of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">C. H. McBride</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Rexford Flats, Saratoga County, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am making a collection of birds' eggs, and would like to +exchange with any readers of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Joseph Skirm</span>, Santa Cruz,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Santa Cruz County, California.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am very much interested in the letters in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I would +like to exchange birds' eggs with any of the readers.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">H. Gray</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Albion, Orleans County, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>My younger sister takes <span class="smcap">Young People</span>, and I like it as well as she +does. I have no pets, but I have a flower garden and a good many +house plants. I would like to exchange flower seeds with any +correspondent of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I have sweet-pea, cypress, +rose-moss, dew-plant, and other seeds.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mollie C. Michener</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Kokomo, Howard County, Indiana.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have read <span class="smcap">Young People</span> ever since it started, and like it very +much. I like "The Moral Pirates" and Jimmy Brown's stories about +Mr. Martin the best.</p> + +<p>I have a Chilian, a Greek, and a Portuguese coin which I would +like to exchange with any reader who is collecting foreign coin. I +have a collection of almost two hundred.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">John Pyne</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Wiscasset, Maine.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I thought you would like a letter from this town, where a great +battle was fought.</p> + +<p>I spend many happy hours with the dear <span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I love, most +of all, the little letters, as it seems like talking to little +people.</p> + +<p>I am sick in bed, and have been for almost ten weeks. If my cough +would get better, then I would get strong again. I am nine years +old. I can read and write, and play little tunes on the piano. I +fear the other little girls will get ahead of me now.</p> + +<p>I wish "Wee Tot," or any of the little readers, would send me some +ocean curiosities or quartz crystals for pressed leaves and ferns +gathered on Round Top. My pet canary died last week.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Nerva Wible</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Care of J. Ed. Wible, Gettysburg, Pennsylvania.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a nice collection of curiosities, and would like to +exchange with any correspondent for sea-shells or other +curiosities. I have iron ore, soft gypsum crystals, stalactites, +stalagmites, pretty pebbles, different kinds of limestone, pressed +ferns, and other things. In sending specimens, correspondents will +please mark each plainly with the name and the locality where it +was found.</p> + +<p>A few days ago I got my hand mashed in a cider mill, and can not +use it now. My brother is writing this letter for me.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Harry R. Bartlett</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Greensburg, Green County, Kentucky.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange curiosities and stuffed birds with any +correspondent of <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">C. H. Mathias</span>, Ingersoll, Ontario, Canada.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have taken every number of <span class="smcap">Young People</span> since it was published, +and I think it is just splendid.</p> + +<p>I am gathering specimens and curiosities, and would be glad to +exchange with any one.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Charlie Leadbetter</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">174 Plum Street, Cincinnati, Ohio.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I have a printing-press and a small breech-loading shot-gun that +father made for me. I had a cat named Bill, but he is dead. He +would jump over my arms, and stand up on his hind-feet and kiss +me, and sit up in the corner.</p> + +<p>I like the story of "The Moral Pirates" best of all. I and some +other boys are planning to go off on a cruise next summer.</p> + +<p>I have a lot of foreign stamps which I would like to exchange for +Indian arrow-heads or Indian relics. I am eleven years old.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Bertie Harrison</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Berlin Heights, Erie County, Ohio.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I am just beginning a collection of curiosities, and would like to +exchange with some of the correspondents.</p> + +<p>I have one brother. We live near a pond. Our<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_759" id="Page_759">[Pg 759]</a></span> pet kitten is very +fond of fish; and I go out in a row-boat and catch minnows for it. +I tie mussels on a string, and the minnows bite the bait and hold +fast. I caught two large minnows with a string alone.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Jessie A. Brown</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">South Norwalk, Connecticut.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I should like to exchange birds' eggs with any correspondent of +<span class="smcap">Young People</span>. I have eggs of the following birds: hedge, song, +house, and chipping sparrow, bluebird, swallow, brown and red +thrush, peewit, woodpecker, meadow-lark, cat-bird, pigeon, +turtle-dove, ring-dove, and cardinal-grosbeak.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">R. D. Britton</span>, Wyoming, Ohio.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>I would like to exchange postage stamps, minerals, shells, and +Indian arrow-heads for stamps, pressed sea-weeds, or birds' eggs. +The shells are labelled with their scientific names.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">E. G. W.</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">P. O. Box 487, Binghamton, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>We would request all correspondents not to send us long lists of stamps, +eggs, and other things, as they occupy too much space in the Post-office +Department. It is much better for them to prepare their lists neatly, +and have them ready to send to those who write to them for exchange, +after their request has been published in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p> + +<p>We are compelled to condense the requests for exchange from the +following correspondents:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Postage stamps and birds' eggs for postage stamps.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">William S. Aldrich</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Freeport, Cumberland County, Maine.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Postage stamps, postmarks, and Indian relics for postage stamps.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">A. S. Barrett</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Fort Wayne, Allen County, Indiana.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Postage, Treasury, and revenue stamps for others.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Handy Daniel</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">Fredonia, Chautauqua County, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Postage stamps and postmarks for postage stamps.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">John A. Wolff</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">92 Second Street, Albany, New York.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Foreign and United States postage stamps for others.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">W. C. V. Chadwick</span>,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;">44 St. George Street, Toronto, Canada.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><small>Mabel</small>.—The recipes you wish are in <span class="smcap">Young People</span> Nos. 24 and 28.—A good +method for varnishing leaves is described by Edith L. in Post-office Box +No. 38.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">W. De Veau</span>.—The different species of the order <i>Chelonia</i>, to which +turtles and tortoises belong, are distinguished mainly by the limbs. The +common fresh-water turtles have distinct toes, which are webbed and +provided with long nails. They are easy and powerful swimmers, but are +very helpless on land. They feed upon all kinds of aquatic worms and +insects. The tortoises, or land turtles, have short clubbed feet adapted +for travelling on the ground, and stout, short claws. They feed upon +roots, vegetables, fruit, and small bugs and flies. Their upper shell is +more rounded than that of the water turtle. They are capable of +swimming, but seldom enter the water.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">W. S. B.</span>—Alaric the Goth was proclaimed King of the Visigoths about +<span class="smcap">a.d.</span> 400. He was a bold and artful warrior, and under his leadership the +Goths ravaged Greece, and entered Athens. He afterward determined to +invade Italy, and after numerous repulses and misfortunes his armies +succeeded in entering Rome in 410, eleven hundred and sixty-three years +after the foundation of the city, which for six hundred years previous +to the Gothic conquest had remained unviolated by the presence of any +foreign enemy. Alaric, who had already embraced Christianity, showed +much moderation in his treatment of the vanquished city, and after a +short occupation he retired his troops, and proceeded to ravage Southern +Italy. He was about to invade Sicily, and form an expedition to Africa, +when his death, after a short illness, put an end to his conquests. His +army, anxious to conceal his death, and even his burial-place, from the +enemy, employed a band of captives to divert the course of the Busento, +a small river which washes the walls of Cozenza, an ancient fortified +town, and secretly at night a grave was dug in the river-bed, and the +body of the dead chieftain was buried. The waters of the Busento were +then turned back, and underneath the peaceful river the grave of the +warlike Goth was securely concealed. His death occurred in 410, only a +few months after his triumphal entry into Rome.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p><span class="smcap">Gertrude C.</span>—Your letter is very gratifying, and we are sorry we can not +accede to your request, but the article in question would occupy too +large a space in <span class="smcap">Young People</span>.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Favors are acknowledged from Hamilton W., Willie C. Bartlett, Isabelle +Van Brunt, M. L. Hannam, Macy Walcutt, C. F. Moses.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>Correct answers to puzzles are received from Ida Belle Diserens, A. H. +Ellard, Mary R. De La Mater, Harvey B. Ridgway, Miss N. J. Tiddy, Nella +Coover, N. Bumpus, Clarence J. Washington, W. S. Ferguson, May Wells, H. A. +Bent.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<h3>ACROSTIC.</h3> + +<p class="center">Place the names of five trees in such order that their initials read +downward spell the name of another tree.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Bolus</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<h3>UNITED DIAMONDS.</h3> + +<p>1. In Nebraska. An insect. A fluid. At a distance. In Nevada.</p> + +<p>2. In Idaho. A graceful animal. An animal often trained for a special +purpose. The limit. In Colorado. Centrals of diamonds read across spell +the name of a savage beast.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Owlet</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<h3>WORD SQUARES.</h3> + +<p class="center">1. First, a character in mythology. Second, ascended. Third, a body of +land. Fourth, a prophet.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">S. F. W.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<p class="center">2. First, lineage. Second, sour. Third, to quote. Fourth, a garden.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Katie</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<h3>ENIGMA.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My first is in lily, but not in white.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My second in sleep, but not in night.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My third is in man, but not in beast.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fourth is in sorrow, but not in feast.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My fifth is in no, but not in yes.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">My whole is a fruit which you must guess.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Mattie</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 5.</h3> + +<h3>HOUR-GLASS PUZZLE.</h3> + +<p>An associate. A ravine. A reward. In Lexington. Devoured. One of a +certain sect of philosophers. A boy's name. Centrals read downward spell +the name of a celebrated battle.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 42em;"><span class="smcap">Zelotes</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 48.</h3> + +<h3>No. 1.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>P</td><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>Y</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>B</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>R</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>C</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>T</td><td align='left'>S</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>T</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>S</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 2.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="10%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>S</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>W</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>O</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>I</td><td align='left'>G</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>T-S</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>S</td><td align='left'>H</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>O</td><td align='left'>D</td><td align='left'>D</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>T</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 3.</h3> + +<p class="center">Cornwallis, Washington.</p> + +<h3>No. 4.</h3> + +<p class="center">1. Ava, Orfah, Jiddah, Riad, Pekin, Surat, Omsk. 2. Exeter, Alabama, +Paraná, Caracas, Panama.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>WIGGLES.</h3> + +<p>For the benefit of those who have not read the original article on +"Wiggles," we would say that the Wiggle is a line that may be turned +into a picture by having other lines added to it. For example, take the +new Wiggle, No. 15, given in this Number. Trace it carefully, so as to +preserve the <i>exact</i> outlines, and then see what you can make of it. Add +to it as much as you please, but do not change the original line. Send +answers as promptly as possible.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>COLUMBIA BICYCLE.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 132px;"> +<img src="images/ill_022.jpg" width="132" height="150" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>Bicycle riding is the best as well as the healthiest of out-door sports; +is easily learned and never forgotten. Send 3c. stamp for 24-page +Illustrated Catalogue, containing Price-Lists and full information.</p> + +<h3>THE POPE MFG. CO.,</h3> + +<h4>79 Summer St., Boston, Mass.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h3><i>Notice.</i></h3> + +<h2>Now is the Time to Subscribe.</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p>Within a year of its first appearance <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> has secured +a leading place among the periodicals designed for juvenile readers. The +object of those who have the paper in charge is to provide for boys and +girls from the age of six to sixteen a weekly treat in the way of +entertaining stories, poems, historical sketches, and other attractive +reading matter, with profuse and beautiful illustrations.</p> + +<p>The conductors of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> proceed upon the theory that it +is not necessary, in order to engage the attention of youthful minds, to +fill its pages with exaggerated and sensational stories, to make heroes +of criminals, or throw the glamour of romance over bloody deeds. Their +design is to make the spirit and influence of the paper harmonize with +the moral atmosphere which pervades every cultivated Christian +household. The lessons taught are those which all parents who desire the +welfare of their children would wish to see inculcated. <span class="smcap">Harper's Young +People</span> aims to do this by combining the best literary and artistic +talent, so that fiction shall appear in bright and innocent colors, +sober facts assume such a holiday dress as to be no longer dry or dull, +and mental exercise, in the solution of puzzles, problems, and other +devices, become a delight.</p> + +<p>The cordial approval extended to <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> by the +intelligent and exacting audience for whose special benefit it was +projected shows that its conductors have not miscalculated the +requirements of juvenile periodical literature. The paper has attained a +wide circulation in the United States, Canada, Europe, the West Indies, +and South America. The "Post-office Box," the most complete department +of the kind ever attempted, contains letters from almost every quarter +of the globe, and not only serves to bring the boys and girls of +different states and countries into pleasant acquaintance, but, through +its exchanges and answers to questions, to extend their knowledge and +quicken their intelligence.</p> + +<p>The Bound Volume for 1880 has been gotten up in the most attractive +manner, the cover being embellished with a tasteful and appropriate +design. It will be one of the most handsome, entertaining, and useful +books for boys and girls published for the ensuing holidays.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>TERMS.</h3> + +<p><span class="smcap">Four Cents</span> a Number. <span class="smcap">Single Subscriptions</span> for one year, $1.50 each; <span class="smcap">Five +Subscriptions</span>, one year, $7—payable in advance: postage free. +Subscriptions will be commenced with the Number current at the time of +receipt of order, except in cases where the subscribers otherwise +direct.</p> + +<p>The Second Volume will begin with No. 53, to be issued November 2, 1880. +Subscriptions should be sent in before that date, or as early as +possible thereafter.</p> + +<p>The Bound Volume for 1880, containing the first fifty-two Numbers, will +be ready early in November. Price $3, postage prepaid. The cover for +<span class="smcap">Young People</span> for 1880 is now ready. Price 35 cents; postage 13 cents +additional.</p> + +<p>Remittances should be made by <i>Post-office Money Order or Draft</i>, to +avoid risk of loss.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Address</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 30em;">HARPER & BROTHERS,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 35em;"><span class="smcap">Franklin Square, New York</span>.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_760" id="Page_760">[Pg 760]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 615px;"><a name="WIGGLES" id="WIGGLES"></a> +<img src="images/ill_023.jpg" width="615" height="800" alt="SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 14, OUR ARTIST'S IDEA, AND NEW WIGGLE No. 15." title="" /> +<span class="caption">SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 14, OUR ARTIST'S IDEA, AND NEW WIGGLE No. 15.</span> +</div> + +<p>The following names are of those who sent answers to Wiggle No. 14:</p> + +<p>G. B. Dimmick, Willie R. Perkins, G. C. Meyer, Mary A. Hale, H. M. P., +Hudson Taylor, Wee Tot, M. Prall Grant, Eddie Hunter, Cloyd D. Browns, +Alice Rhawn, Arthur L. Bumpus, Robert M., S. J. G., B. R. Howell, Edith +Bidwell, E. C. K., C. F. Peck, Jun., James L. Busbee, Catharine, S. C. +Register, Dimple McCrea, Irish Stew, George Broomhall, Bernie +Wurriochke, F. R. Powley, Robert G. Bidwell, W. H. Western, D. C. Hick, +H. Jacobs, Isabel Jacobs, Julia Maude Sickels, May Rickerson, Wiggle +Maker, A. H. Addington, Bessie B. Anderson, Horace F. Ames, Everett C. +Fay, Bront Smith, L. D. H., Glen Hughes, S. Knight Satterlee, William +McClellands, George McClellands, John A. Tompkins, Herbert Fusselle, +Effie Meacham, Jasper Bines, Sol. Jacobs, J. L. Bushnell, Hal, M. F. +Krum, Fannie Hartwell, M. E. Farrell, Hebe, Tom, C. S. W., D. Brookmire, +Vinnie J., S. F. Rupert, Sol, C. L. McL., Gid, A. J. D., Marvin Burt, +Charles D. Rhodes, Theresa Morro, Toots, Frank Ostrandes, Matilda R. +Bowie, Jennie Stille, E. W. L., V. L. Seche, Alfred Hossler, Robert +Andrews, Jun., C. L. Hooper, Dudley Willinnes, George Oakley, Rosa Kent +Gregory, Jun., M. E. B., S. McL., John McK. Burno, Charles N. Hoar, F. +Uhlenhaut, C. W. P., Mark Manley, Eddie S. Hequembourg, Goldie Williams, +H. W. Smith, Donna Aline, Eva Prichard, John White, Myrtle Lake, Fredy +Leser, Edwin Preston, A. S., W. S., E. S., F. B., Mary Green, J. N. +Howe, O. A. Mueller, E. J. B., Walter Plumb, Pet Bowman, Nattie L. +Francis, Charley B. Hall, Katie Hall, R. L. Hall, Jun., H. L. Easton, +Bessie Linn, Georgie Linn, Eliza B. Bartlett, Harry R. Bartlett, John H. +Bartlett, Jun., Eddie Bartlett, William O. Brackett, Pearl Hare.<br /><br /></p> + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> <i>Froissart's Chronicle</i>, vol. i., p. 164.</p></div> +</div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Young People, October 19, 1880, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, OCT 19, 1880 *** + +***** This file should be named 29200-h.htm or 29200-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/2/9/2/0/29200/ + +Produced by Annie McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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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, October 19, 1880 + An Illustrated Weekly + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 22, 2009 [EBook #29200] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, OCT 19, 1880 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S + +YOUNG PEOPLE + +AN ILLUSTRATED WEEKLY.] + + * * * * * + +VOL. I.--NO. 51. PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK. PRICE FOUR +CENTS. + +Tuesday, October 19, 1880. Copyright, 1880, by HARPER & BROTHERS. $1.50 +per Year, in Advance. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration: IN THE CORN FIELD.] + +RABBITS TO FIND. + +BY WILLIAM O. STODDARD. + + +"I say, Tad Murray, what's made you so late with your cows this +morning?" + +"Late? Well, I guess you'd be late if you'd had such a time as I did. It +was all old Ben's fault." + +"Ben's? Why, there he is now, chasing the brindled heifer. If she'd only +turn on him, she could pitch him over the fence like a forkful of hay." + +"He's a better cow-dog than that ragged little terrier of yours, Carr +Hotchkiss; but he's an awful fellow to let into a corn field, 'specially +'bout this time of year." + +"Into a corn field!" + +"When there's a lot of rabbits in the shocks." + +"Are there rabbits in your corn?" + +"It's just alive with 'em. And Ben he gets after 'em, and the corn's all +cut and shocked, and he'll tear a shock of corn to pieces in no time; +and father says it's too bad, for he hasn't any time to kill rabbits." + +"Tell you what, Tad, Whip's the best dog in the world for rabbits." + +"Is he?" + +"He wouldn't hurt a shock of corn if he scratched clean through it. I'll +fetch him along soon's you get your cows in; and we'll get Dan Burrel +and Eph McCormick and Frank Perry, and we'll have the biggest rabbit +hunt you ever heard of." + +"Don't I wish I had a gun!" + +"Father's got one, but he won't let me put a finger on it." + +"So's my father got one. It's a splendid good gun, too, but one of the +triggers is gone, and there's a hole you could stick your finger into in +the right barrel, where it got bursted once." + +"We don't want any guns. You hurry your cows in. There! the brindled +heifer's given Ben an awful dig." + +"He won't care." + +Old Ben did care, however, for he left the brindled heifer suddenly, and +came back toward the boys, with his wise-looking head cocked on one +side, as much as to say, "Didn't I hear you two saying something about +rabbits?" + +It was less than half an hour before they were telling him a good deal +about that kind of game. They gathered the rest of their hunting party +on their way back to Squire Murray's, only they did not waste any time +going to the house. It was a shorter cut through the wheat stubble and +the wood lot to the big corn field in the hollow. + +Corn, corn, corn. Squire Murray said he had never before raised so good +a crop in all his life. And then he had added that the rabbits and +squirrels and woodchucks were likely to be his best market, for they +were husking it for him, and not charging him a cent. Only they carried +off all they husked without paying for it, and he was compelled to +charge that part of his crop to "rabbit account." + +The old squire loved a bit of fun as well as anybody, and it was a pity +he could not have been in his own corn field that morning. + +Tad Murray had to catch hold of old Ben the moment they were over the +fence, for he half buried himself in the nearest shock of corn the first +thing. + +"Oh dear! if there was only one of 'em in sight, so he'd have something +to run after!" + +"Whip! Whip!" shouted Carr Hotchkiss. "Rabbits, Whip--rabbits!" + +Whip had been dancing around the shock as if the ground under him were +red-hot, and he couldn't keep his feet on any one spot for two seconds; +but now he made a sudden dive into the gap from which Tad had pulled out +old Ben. + +"Find 'em, Whip--find 'em!" + +"There's a rabbit in there somewhere," said Dan Burrel, in a loud, +earnest whisper. + +"Look out you don't scare him," whispered back Eph McCormick; and Frank +Perry picked up a long stiff corn stalk, and began to poke it in at +every crack he could find. + +"Don't, Frank; you'll scare the rabbit." + +"Scare him, Eph? Why, that's just what we're up to. If we don't scare +him, he won't come out." + +There was a loud whine from Whip at that moment, and a sound of very +vigorous pawing and scratching away in out of sight. + +"Do rabbits ever bite?" said Frank, excitedly. + +"Rabbits? bite a dog?" said Carr, scornfully. "I'd back Whip all alone +against all the rabbits Squire Murray's got." + +Another whine from Whip, and more pawing and rustling in that mysterious +place he had scratched into. Every boy of them wished he were in there +with a double-barrelled gun or something. + +"Tad," said Frank Perry, "maybe it isn't a rabbit. Maybe it's something +big." + +"Woodchucks?" + +"Are there any 'coons around here nowadays?" + +"Haven't seen any; but the rabbits are awful big ones, some of 'em." + +Yelp, yelp, yelp, from the dog inside, and his voice had a smothered and +anxious sound. + +"He's got him!" exclaimed Tad. But he had better have kept his hold upon +Ben for a moment longer. It had been pretty hard work the last minute or +so, for Ben understood every sound Whip had been making. All it had +meant really was: "Ben! boys! there's a rabbit here, and he keeps just +about a foot ahead of me. He's three sizes smaller than I am, and he can +get through the shock faster. One of you be on the look-out for him on +that further side." + +The instant Tad loosened his arms from around Ben's neck, the sagacious +old fellow sprang forward--not at the hole where Whip went in, but +straight across, where there was no hole at all, till he came to make +one. + +There was a big one there before any boy of them all knew what Ben was +up to. How the corn stalks did fly as he pawed his way in and tore them +aside with his great strong teeth! If he was not much of a hand at +setting up a shock, he was a mouth and four paws at pulling one down. + +"Ben! Ben!" shouted Tad. "Come here! Rabbits, Ben--rabbits! Come here, +sir." + +As if Ben needed anybody to say "rabbits" to him, after he had listened +to all that anxious whimpering from Whip! + +"Shake the shock a little," said Dan Burrel. "He's in there somewhere." + +He suited the action to the word, but that was all that was needed, and +down it came, flat on the ground, with a big dog and a small one and +five excited boys tearing around among the ruins. + +There was a rabbit there too when the shock fell over, but he came out +of the confusion with a great leap, and would have made his escape +entirely if it had not been for the long legs of old Ben. + +There was no time given the rabbit to hunt for another hiding-place, for +before the boys and Whip had quite made up their minds what had become +of their game, Ben was shaking him by the back of the neck half way down +the field. + +"I say, boys," said Tad, "we must set this shock up again. There comes +Josephus, and if we leave such a mess as this is behind us, he won't let +us go after another rabbit." + +Josephus was Tad's elder brother, and he had been sent down there by his +mother to get a pumpkin for some pies. There were plenty of them, that +had been planted among the corn, and it was easy enough to pick out a +good one and go back to the house; but Joe saw what the boys were about, +and he stood for a moment looking at them. + +"Set it up carefully," whispered Eph McCormick; "Joe's watching us." + +"We've got one rabbit, anyhow." + +"I say, what's become of Whip?" + +"Never mind, boys. Hurry this thing together again." + +So they did, and they were so intent on repairing the mischief they had +done that they did not see what Josephus and the two dogs were doing +meantime. + +"I've got him!" + +They were all standing back and looking at their work to see if it was +just as good as it had been before it tumbled, when they heard Joe +shouting that to them from the other side of the field. + +"I've got him! I wouldn't give much for a lot of boys that can't catch +rabbits without tearing the corn to pieces. Send in the little dog every +time, and wait till the rabbit comes out. The big dog's bound to catch +him if you give him a fair chance." + +"That's what we'll do," said Tad. "Joe's picking up his pumpkin. He's +all right." + +No doubt he was, but he would much rather have staid with them in the +corn field than have carried that great yellow ball half a mile to the +house. + +There was plenty of fun after that, for both dogs and boys had learned +that there was a right way to work at that kind of hunting. Before noon +they had thirteen fine large rabbits hanging on the fence, and nobody +could have told by the look of any shock in the field that either a dog +or a boy had been through it. + +"Boys," said Squire Murray, when he met them coming through the +barn-yarn gate, "which of you caught the most rabbits?" + +"Which of us caught the most?" + +"Yes, that's what I'd like to know. Which of you is the one I want to +hire to catch my rabbits for me?" + +The boys looked at one another for a moment, and then Tad slowly +remarked, "Well, father, I guess it's Ben. He got the first bite at +every one of 'em." + + + + +[Begun in No. 46 of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, September 14.] + +WHO WAS PAUL GRAYSON? + +BY JOHN HABBERTON, + +AUTHOR OF "HELEN'S BABIES." + + +CHAPTER VI. + +THE BEANTASSEL BENEFIT. + +Of the many boys who were curious about Paul Grayson's antecedents, no +one devoted more attention to the subject than Benny Mallow. Benny was +short, and Paul was tall; Benny was fat, and Paul was thin; Benny's hair +was light, while Paul's was black as jet; Benny had light blue eyes, +while those of Paul were of a rich brown; Benny always had something to +say about himself, while Paul never seemed to think his affairs of the +slightest interest to any one but himself: so, taking all things into +account, it is not wonderful that Benny Mallow spent whole half-hours in +contemplating his friend with admiration and wonder. + +Still more, as Benny had been accepted by every one as Paul's particular +friend, he actually was besieged with all sorts of questions, and to +answer these without letting himself down in the estimation of the +school was no easy matter, when he did not know any more about Paul than +any one else did. One question, however, he settled to the entire +satisfaction of every one but Napoleon Nott-- Grayson was not an exiled +prince. Benny was sure of this, because he had asked Paul if he had ever +been on the other side of the ocean, and Paul had answered that he had +not. Notty endeavored to make light of this evidence by showing how easy +it would have been to spirit the mysterious person away from his royal +home and to America while he was a baby, and therefore too young to know +anything about it, but Will Palmer told Notty that it was about time to +stop making a fool of himself, and the other boys present said they +thought so too, at which Notty became so angry that he vowed, in the +presence of at least a dozen boys, that when the truth came out, and all +the boys wanted to borrow his copy of _The Exiled Prince: a Tale of +Woe_, he would not lend it to them, even if it were to save them from +death; he would not even let them look at the cover, with its picture of +the prince and the name of the publisher. + +Meanwhile Mr. Morton had continued his visits to the prisoners and to +the poor of the town, and out of school hours he had so interested the +boys in some of the suffering families of worthless men or widowed +women, that it was agreed by the whole school that the teasing of any of +the boys of these families about the holes in their trousers, or +provoking fights with or between them, should entirely stop; indeed, as +this suggestion came from Bert Sharp, who was fonder of fighting than +any other boy in the town, the school could not well do otherwise. + +The boys went even farther: when one day old Peter Beantassel, whose +family was always on the verge of starvation, spent on drink the +accidental earnings of a week, and then fell into an abandoned well and +was drowned, it was decided by the school to give an exhibition for the +benefit of Mrs. Beantassel and her six children. Mr. Morton was +delighted, and promised to secure a church or hall without expense to +the boys, and to collect enough money from the public to pay for +printing the tickets. The boys at once began work in tremendous earnest; +they were for a fortnight so busy at determining upon a programme, and +studying, rehearsing, selling tickets, and exacting promises from people +who would not purchase in advance, that there was but little playing +before school and during recess, blackberry hedges were neglected, and +the trout in the single brook near the town had not the slightest excuse +for apprehension. + +Paul Grayson entered into the spirit of the occasion as thoroughly as +any one else; he volunteered to recite Longfellow's "Psalm of Life," and +when the farce of _Box and Cox_ was about to be given up because no boy +was willing to dress up in women's clothes, and be laughed at by all the +larger girls, for playing the part of Mrs. Bouncer, Paul volunteered for +that unpopular character, and saved the play. But this was not all. +There were to be some tableaux, and as Mr. Morton had been asked to +suggest some scenes, particularly one or two with Indians in them, and +was as fond of pointing a moral as teachers usually are, one of his +tableaux, to be called "Civilization," was a scene in the interior of an +Indian's wigwam. The squaw, who had just been killed, was lying dead on +the floor; her husband, with his hands tied, stood bleeding between two +soldiers, while between father and mother stood the half-grown son, +wondering what it all was about. As all of the boys wanted to see this +tragic picture, all of them declined to take part in it; Joe Appleby had +been heard to remark with a sneer that only very small and green boys +cared to look at Indians, so he was asked to take the part of the +wretched son himself; but he said that when any one saw him making a +fool of himself by browning his face and dressing up in rags, he hoped +some one would tell him about it: so Grayson, as the only other tall boy +who had dark hair that was not cut short, was cast for this part also, +and offered no objection. As for the bleeding chieftain, Napoleon Nott +fought hard to pose in that character, and was quieted only by being +allowed to play the dead squaw, which all the boys told him he ought +easily to see was the more romantic part, besides being one in which he +could by no chance make any mistake. + +The place selected for the entertainment was the lecture-room of the +Presbyterian church, and the boys had therefore to give up their darling +project of devoting half an hour of the evening to amateur negro +minstrelsy, for one of the deacons said that while he sometimes doubted +that even an organ was a proper musical instrument for use in sacred +buildings, he certainly was not going to tolerate banjos and bones. This +decision was a great disappointment to Benny Mallow, who had been +selected by the managers to perform upon the tambourine, but in the +revision of the programme Benny was assigned to duty in a tableau as a +little fat goblin, and this so tickled his fancy that he did not suffer +long by the disappointment. + +At last the eventful night arrived. Some of the boys did not leave the +lecture-room at all after the last rehearsal, not even to get their +suppers, for fear they should be late, and those who reached the room +barely in time to take their parts had all they could do to squeeze +through the crowd that blocked the doors and filled the aisles. The +spectacle of so crowded a house raised the boys to a high pitch of +excitement, which was increased by various peeps from the curtains that +served as dressing-rooms at the Beantassel children, who by some +thoughtful soul had been provided with free seats in the extreme front +bench; there they were, all but the baby; they had been provided with +clothing which, though old, was far more sightly than the rags they +usually wore, and although they did not seem as much at ease as some +others among the spectators, their eyes stood so very open, then and +throughout the evening, that even Joe Appleby, who had reluctantly +consented to pose, in his best clothes, with gloves, cane, and high hat, +as Young America in a tableau of "The Nations," agreed with himself that +the exhibition was rather a meritorious idea after all, and that even if +the boys did as badly as he knew they would, he was glad it was sure to +pay. + +But the boys did not do badly; on the contrary, the general performance +would have been quite creditable to adults. The opening was somewhat +dismal; it was announced to consist of a duet for two flutes by Will +Palmer and Ned Johnston. The boys had practiced industriously at several +airs in order to discover which would be best, and at last they supposed +they had fully agreed; but when seated Ned began the "Miserere" from +_Trovatore_, while Will started "The Old Folks at Home," and each was +sure the other was wrong, and would correct himself, which the other in +both cases failed to do, and finally both boys retired abruptly, amid +considerable laughter, and fought the matter out in the dressing-room. + +Paul Grayson soon restored order, however, by his rendering of the +"Psalm of Life." He had a fine voice, and he spoke the lines as if he +meant them; so gloriously did his voice ring that even the boys in the +dressing-room kept silence and listened, though they had heard the same +verses a hundred times before. + +Most of the performances that followed went very smoothly, although +Benny Mallow, who played the Hatter's part in _Box and Cox_, caused some +confusion by laughing frequently and unexpectedly, because Paul's +disguise as Mrs. Bouncer affected him powerfully in spite of the efforts +made by Sam Wardwell, as the Printer, to restrain him. The tableaux +pleased the audience greatly; even that of "Prometheus," with Ned +Johnston as the sufferer, and Mrs. Battle's big red rooster as the +vulture, brought down the house. + +[Illustration: PAUL AS A CHIEF'S SON.] + +But the great tableau of the evening was the teacher's "Civilization." +When Paul Grayson had understood fully what the scene was to be, he +refused so earnestly to have anything to do with it that the boys were +startled. They did not excuse him from taking the part of the young +Indian, however; they pleaded so steadily that at last Paul consented, +but in worse temper than any one had ever seen him before. No one could +complain of the manner in which he acted on the stage, however. When the +curtain was drawn he was seen standing beside his dead mother, and +shaking a fist at the soldiers; in color, dress, pose, and spirit he +seemed to be a real Indian, if the audience was a competent judge; then, +when the applause justified a recall, as it soon did, the drawn curtain +disclosed Paul clinging to the wounded brave as if nothing should ever +tear him away. + +Napoleon Nott saw all this, although, as the Indian boy's mother, he was +supposed to be dead beyond recall. Suddenly he felt himself to be +inspired, and when the curtain was down he flew into the dressing-room +and exclaimed, "I've got it!" + +"Be careful not to hurt it," said Canning Forbes, sarcastically. + +"I've got it!" declared Notty, without noticing Canning's cruel speech. +"Grayson is an Indian, a chief's son. You don't suppose he could have +made believe so well as all that, do you? That's it. I knew he was a +great person of some sort. Sh--h! he's coming." + +Somehow the boys who had been able to peep out at the tableau did not +laugh at Notty this time. Paul, in his Indian dress, had greatly +impressed them all before he left the dressing-room, and certainly his +acting had been unlike anything the boys had seen other boys do. The +subject was talked over in whispers, so that Paul should not hear, +during the remainder of the evening, with the result that that very +night at least six boys told other boys or their own parents, in the +strictest confidence, of course, that there was more truth than +make-believe about Paul Grayson as an Indian. And the parents told the +same story to other parents, the boys told it to other boys, and within +twenty-four hours Paul Grayson was a far more interesting mystery than +before. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +[Illustration: "HAPPY AS THE DAY IS LONG."--FROM AN ETCHING BY W. S. +COLEMAN.] + + + + +THE PARASOL ANTS AND THE FORAGING ANTS. + +BY CHARLES MORRIS. + + +Was there ever such a prattler as the warm-hearted little brook that ran +by the foot of the garden of Woodbine Cottage? To be sure, it had good +reason to be jolly, for the sunlight buried itself in its bubbles till +they sparkled like diamonds; and a hedge of roses overhung it, and +dropped crimson leaves that floated away like fairy boats on its bright +surface; and broad-winged butterflies floated, like tiny ships of the +air, above the happy stream. And away it ran, prattling and chattering, +and picking its way through moss-covered stones that lifted above its +surface, and tumbling hastily down in little cascades, as though it were +in a desperate hurry to get on in the world, and altogether misbehaving +itself just as any madcap little stream might when out on a frolic. + +Its bank beyond the garden was bordered with the white and gold of +daisies and buttercups, and the red and green of blossoming clover, in +which Harry Mason was almost buried, only his bright cheeks and curly +hair showing out of this verdant nest. As for Uncle Ben, he was gravely +seated on the bank of the brook, holding his little friend Willie on his +knee. The little chap was quite as grave as his big uncle. + +"You neber tole us one word yet 'bout them soldiers an' cows an' tings, +'mong the ants, Uncle Ben," he earnestly remarked, "an' you knows you +said you was goin' to tell us all an' all an' all about 'em. An' I don't +think it's fair." + +"Why, I certainly must have done so," replied Uncle Ben, with affected +surprise. "You have surely forgotten. I shall have to leave this affair +for Harry to settle." + +"Then Willie is right," returned Harry, from his grassy nest. "You told +us everything else about them, but you never said one thing about the +cows or the soldiers." + +"Everything else about them!" exclaimed Uncle Ben, with a sly smile. +"Why, I know I did not say a word about the parasol ants, or the +foraging ants, or the--" + +"The parasol ants!" cried Willie, quite forgetting the cows and the +soldiers in his surprise. "You doesn't mean, Uncle Ben, that they +carries parasols--jes like mamma, now?" + +Harry, too, had lifted himself up on his elbow, the light of curiosity +gleaming in his eyes. + +"They are the most comical things in the world," replied their uncle. +"Just imagine now a great line of ants, marching along like a school of +young ladies out on a holiday, each of them holding a piece of green +leaf over its head like a parasol. It is not strange that people fancied +that this was done to keep the sun off, and called them parasol ants." + +"What do they do it for, then?" asked Harry, eagerly. + +"Maybe them's the soldiers," suggested Willie; "maybe it's ant guns +they's carryin'." + +"We have not got to the soldiers yet," said his uncle, smiling. "These +leaves are really used in building their nests. But the whole thing is +very curious. The ants climb up the bushes, and run out on the leaves. +There they cut, with their sharp jaws, a little round piece from the +leaf. Then they pick this up, getting a tight hold on it, you may be +sure, and away they scamper for the nest. But these ants are not the +nest-builders; they are only like the laborers who carry bricks to the +bricklayers. They drop their leaves beside the nest, and run back for +more, leaving the real builders to finish the work." + +"Regular little hod-carriers," suggested Harry. "But they don't build a +nest of little bits of leaf, I hope?" + +"Not exactly. The leaves are mingled through the earth to sustain the +great domes which they erect. The houses which these tropical ants build +are wonderfully different from the little ant-hills we see about here. +They are not very high; it is true. The dome rises about two feet above +the ground. But then it is more than forty feet across. One of them +would reach nearly across our garden, like a great white swelling upon +the face of the earth. They certainly need something to hold together +the wet clay of their great domes." + +"But our ants here live 'way down, 'way under-ground," remarked Willie. + +"So do these," replied Uncle Ben. "The dome is only the roof of their +house. They are famous diggers--I assure you of that. Talk about our +miners, with their tunnels running deep into the mountains: why, their +work is nothing in comparison with that of these little creatures. They +make wonderful under-ground tunnels, which run out from the nest in all +directions, and to incredible distances. No one sees these tunnels, +however, unless they may happen to come to the surface in a very +disastrous manner, as they sometimes do." + +"How do you mean?" asked Harry, curiously. He had now crept out of his +lair, and was seated quietly beside his uncle, with his feet hanging +just above the stream. + +"Why, in one case, in South America, they tunnelled through the bank of +a reservoir. The first thing the people knew, the water was rushing out +in a torrent. It was never discovered what was the trouble until the +reservoir was quite empty, when they found that the parasol ants had +caused the mischief." + +"Well, I do declare!" cried Willie, laughing so heartily that he nearly +tumbled off Uncle Ben's knee. "Wasn't that jes ever so cunning?" + +"Why, you don't think they did it just a-purpose, for nothing but +mischief, I hope?" asked Harry, with some indignation. + +"I s'poses so," replied Willie, laughing to that extent that he dropped +his hat into the stream. And then there was a lively scramble until it +was rescued again from the merry waters, which were running away with it +as fast as they could. + +"You're such a comical little fellow," said Harry, as he shook the water +from the dripping hat, and pressed it tightly down on Willie's head. +"Anybody that can't laugh without shaking his hat overboard!" + +"But that was so funny 'bout the ants lettin' the water all run away! +don' know how I's to help laughin'," retorted Willie. + +"There is another story told," continued Uncle Ben, "about a nest of +parasol ants that dug a tunnel into a gold mine. The under-ground +streams got turned into this tunnel, and the waters poured in until they +flooded the mine. It cost thousands of dollars to pump the water out, +and get the mine ready for working again. And the owners had first to +send for a professional ant-killer, and destroy the ant nest, before it +was safe to go on." + +"A professional ant-killer?" repeated Harry, opening his eyes wide in +surprise. + +"Yes: there are persons who make a regular business of destroying these +troublesome ants." + +"Guess that can't be much trouble," said Willie, disdainfully. "Jes got +to put your foot on 'em, an' smash 'em." + +"I hardly think your foot would cover forty square feet of ground," +remarked his uncle, lifting up the diminutive foot, and very gravely +examining it. "And then there are the tunnels, running eighty or a +hundred feet away in all directions. I am afraid this foot would not be +quite large enough." + +"I don't care," cried Willie, jerking his foot away. "I was thinkin' +'bout ants like what we have here." + +"But how do they kill them, then?" asked Harry, looking up inquiringly +into his uncle's face. + +"They build a sort of oven over the doorway of the nest," was the reply. +"In this they make a fire of charcoal and pungent herbs, and some +negroes are stationed with bellows, driving the smoke and fumes from the +fire down into the nest. When smoke is seen rising from the ground +anywhere, they know that a tunnel opens in that spot, and they stop it +up with clay. But it is no light task to kill out a nest of ants. The +negroes are kept constantly at work with their bellows for four days and +nights, driving down the smothering fumes. At the end of that time the +oven is taken away and the nest opened, every tunnel being laid bare. If +any ants are found to be alive, they are instantly killed, and all the +openings are stopped up with clay, which is stamped down hard, until the +whole nest is filled with it." + +"Who would ever have thought that a nest of ants would be so hard to +kill?" remarked Harry, reflectively. + +"All that trouble jes to kill some ole ants," said Willie, getting down +and walking away disdainfully. "Guess big men with their big boots could +smash 'em easier 'an that if they wanted to." + +"Are there other ants that make such tunnels?" asked Harry. + +"Oh yes; some of the ants are wonderful diggers. There is a Texan +species which on one occasion was found to have run a tunnel under a +creek, fifteen or twenty feet deep and thirty feet wide, for the purpose +of getting at the vegetables and fruits in a gentleman's garden on the +other side of the creek." + +"I think _they_ should have been smoked out anyhow," said Harry. + +"Guess I'd pulled eberyting 'fore the ants got over," suggested Willie. + +"And what were those foraging ants you spoke of, Uncle Ben?" + +"Jes neber mine them," exclaimed Willie. "You knows you was goin' to +tell all 'bout the cows, an' you ain't eber goin' to tell one word. I +b'lieves you's jes funnin' with us, Uncle Ben. I jes b'lieves that, +now." + +"Oh! you want to hear about the cows?" said his uncle, with a look of +grave surprise. "Why, of course. The ant cows, you know, are everywhere. +There is no trouble to find them." + +A stray branch of a grape-vine had grown over the hedge, and stretched +itself across the brook. Uncle Ben bent it down and examined it for a +minute. + +"Why, here they are now!" he exclaimed, pointing to some very small +insects on one of the leaves, about which several ants were busying +themselves. "These are the ant cows. And here are their keepers looking +after them." + +"Them little tings cows!" said Willie, with a look of utter disdain. + +"You didn't expect to find them as big as our cows, I hope?" asked +Harry. + +"Their real name is aphis, or plant-louse," said Uncle Ben. "They suck +the juices of the leaves. These juices become in their bodies a sort of +honey, which they yield from certain pores. The ants are very fond of +this honey-dew, and lap it up eagerly. And if you watch close you may +see them patting or stroking the aphides to make them yield the honey +faster. That is what has been called milking their cows." + +"Well, that is very curious, I know," exclaimed Harry. "I am going to +watch them after this." + +"Each ant seems to claim certain cows as his own property," continued +Uncle Ben. "And he will bristle up angrily if any other ant strays into +his pasture fields. But that is not the whole story. They not only milk +these cows, but they tenderly raise their calves. Some species of the +aphis live on the roots of plants. Around these the ants make their +nests, so as to have their cows in stables of their own. And they take +the greatest care of the eggs and the young of the aphides, raising them +as tenderly as they raise their own young. No human farmer could be more +careful of his own stock of cows and calves." + +"You 'mos' might as well say they's folks right out," ejaculated +Willie, indignantly. "Anyhow, it's ole honey, an' it ain't milk at all." + +"I am sure it is not the fault of the ants if their cows give honey +instead of milk," replied his uncle, with an odd smile. "And I have +certainly seen folks who were not as wise as the ants." + +"But never mind the cows, Uncle Ben," persisted Harry. "I want to hear +about the foraging ants. Where do they belong, and what queer things do +they do?" + +"They are a South American ant," was the reply. "They may be seen at +certain seasons marching along the ground in a long column, much like an +army. They have officers, too. These are large-headed ants that march +outside the column, and keep it in order. It is an immense army they +command, I can assure you--greater than that with which Xerxes in old +times invaded Greece; for there may be millions of ants in the line. +There is another species which does not march in column, but in a close +mass, often covering from six to ten square yards of ground." + +"But what are they after?" asked Harry. + +"That's jes what I wants to know," observed Willie, whose curiosity had +returned. + +"They are after food," replied their uncle. "It is amusing to see the +insects scampering off from their line of march. They seem to know the +danger that threatens them, for scarcely a living thing escapes the +sharp jaws of these fierce foragers. They send out side columns to +search the ground and the bushes and low trees. When any insect is +found, it is instantly surrounded and covered by these marauders, and +torn to pieces, and carried off in fragments. But it is not in the trees +and on the ground that they find their chief prey." + +"Where, then?" asked Harry, his great blue eyes fixed with speaking +interest on his uncle's countenance. + +"In the houses. The foraging ants are a perfect blessing to the people +of the villages, not a pest, as ants are in our houses. These warm +regions, you know, have multitudes of insects that we never see. The +houses are infested not only with rats and mice, roaches and fleas, but +with snakes and scorpions, with huge spiders and with many other +unpleasant things; so the village folks are glad enough to see the +approach of the foraging ants. They throw open every door in their +houses, unlock their drawers and trunks, and pull the clothes out on the +floor. They then vacate the houses, and leave them to the ants, who soon +stream in. Those who have seen them say that it is a wonderful +spectacle. Nothing living escapes them. They search every hole, nook, +and cranny. Here, dozens may be seen surrounding a great spider or +scorpion; there, they chase sprawling long-legged creatures across the +window-panes; yonder, hundreds of them may be observed dragging out a +rat or a mouse which they have killed: even snakes can not escape from +the sharp and poisonous bite of these bold foragers. It takes from three +to four hours for them to clear out a house. They will not leave it +until they are sure that not a living thing remains. Then they stream +out again, carrying their prey with them; and the inhabitants gladly +return, satisfied that they will have a month or two of comfort after +this ants' house-cleaning." + +"I do b'lieve you's half funnin' again, Uncle Ben," declared Willie, +with an aspect of severe doubt. "How's little tings like ants goin' to +pull out snakes an' rats? I'd jes like to know that!" + +"But I forgot to tell you that these ants are much larger than any we +have here. Some of the tropical ants are an inch long, and as large as a +large wasp; so you may imagine that a whole army of them is not to be +trifled with." + +"Is it them that's the soldiers, Uncle Ben?" asked Willie. + +"The soldiers? Oh, you want to hear about the soldiers--But, I declare, +if there isn't the dinner-bell! Who would have thought that we had spent +so much time over the ants?" + + + + +THE PLUMES OF CRECY.[1] + +BY LILLIE E. BARR. + + + I was reading of kings and nobles, + Tourney and knightly gage, + Till the summer twilight faded + From Froissart's ancient page. + Then in the darkened parlor + I saw a fairer sight-- + The brave old King whose valor makes + The shame of Crecy light. + + He stood on the little hill-side, + Taller than all his peers, + Quite blind, but with eyes uplifted, + Hoary with many years. + Still wearing his golden armor, + Crowned with his royal crown, + Leaning upon the sword with which + He struck the Soldan down. + + And high in his gleaming helmet + Three ostrich plumes, snow white-- + From the Paynim's brow he tore them + In some Jabluna fight. + All scarred with Carpathian arrows, + His heart with Honor flames: + "Advance!" he cries, "and fight for France, + Bohemia, and St. James!" + + But two of his knights staid by him, + And little did they say; + The blind old King talked with his heart, + And that was in the fray. + Alas! alas! He heard too soon + The sounds of shameful flight; + "Thank God," he sighed, "Bohemia's blind!"-- + He would not see this sight. + + "Now, friends, one more good deed I claim, + Last service for your lord: + I ask a soldier's grave, good knights; + I'll dig it with my sword. + My horse's reins tie fast to yours-- + A friend on either hand-- + Then ride straight on to where you see + The English archers stand." + + They kissed their King most tenderly, + Then three as one they went + Down to the field of certain death + With proud and glad content. + They cut a path to where Prince Charles, + The King's son, stood at bay: + 'Twas spirits, and not flesh and blood, + For honor fought that day. + + The three white plumes above the gloom + Gleamed like a snowy wing; + Victors and vanquished paused to watch + The blind Bohemian King. + Pierced oft by arrows, stained with blood, + The Soldan's plumes still wave, + Until Bohemia's sword had cut + Honor's unsullied grave. + + Next day, when English heralds sought + Over the fatal field + Trampled lilies and flags of France, + They found upon his shield + The blind old King of Bohemia, + Son and friends by his side; + But torn and stained the snowy plumes + That long had been his pride. + + Then said the Black Prince over him, + "O knight, the bravest, best, + Thy plumes are dyed in hero's blood-- + Henceforth they are my crest!" + And still they wave o'er England's crown, + And teach the young and brave, + When all is lost but honor, then + Valor digs Honor's grave. + + +FOOTNOTES: + +[1] _Froissart's Chronicle_, vol. i., p. 164. + + + + +[Illustration: JANUARY.] + +[Illustration: FEBRUARY.] + +[Illustration: MARCH.] + +[Illustration: APRIL.] + +[Illustration: MAY.] + +[Illustration: JUNE.] + +[Illustration: JULY.] + +[Illustration: AUGUST.] + +[Illustration: SEPTEMBER.] + +[Illustration: OCTOBER.] + +[Illustration: NOVEMBER.] + +[Illustration: DECEMBER.] + +THE MONTHS.--BY KATE GREENAWAY. + + + + +SUMAC HUNTING. + +BY J. ESTEN COOKE. + + +Anybody visiting the valley of Virginia in the autumn will be sure to +notice, after sunset, all along the slopes of the Blue Ridge Mountains, +little glimmering lights like stars. These are the fires in front of the +small tents of the sumac hunters, who, after gathering sumac all day +long, are laughing and talking with their wives and children as they eat +their suppers before lying down to sleep. + +Sumac is a very pretty plant or shrub which grows a few feet high only, +and has beautiful blood-red leaves springing from a delicate shoot, or +bough. The stalk is smooth, and the leaves are almond-shaped, only more +pointed. On the top of the plant and its larger boughs grow bunches of +red berries in the shape of grape bunches; and the leaves and berries +are of such a deep, rich crimson in the late autumn that they sometimes +make the slopes of the hills appear as if they were on fire. If any +little girl would like to dress the vases on the parlor mantelpiece +prettily, she could not do better than collect a handful of these +delicate tendrils with their scarlet leaves, and use them as a +background to the lovely little autumn flowers--late primroses, +stars-of-Bethlehem, wild honeysuckles, and fringed ferns--which grow in +the woods and fields at this time of the year. + +But the honest country people who take so much pains about collecting +sumac are not thinking about dressing vases with it. They gather it to +sell, and are paid from one cent to a cent and a half a pound for it at +the sumac mills. This may not seem much, but then the ocean is made up +of drops, and with poor people a little money goes a long way. As little +children can pull sumac just as well as grown people, a whole family may +gather in a day several dollars' worth. + +It is used for dyeing, and is said to be better for that purpose than +anything else to color fair leather and certain other fabrics. Great +quantities of it are employed in printing calicoes in rich patterns, and +the dresses worn by ladies and girls often owe their bright colors to +the leaves of the sumac. The way in which it is collected and prepared +for use is very simple. As soon as the leaves turn red, which is toward +the end of summer, the sumac hunters begin their work. They scatter +through the fields, or along the sides of the mountain, and break off +the twigs on which the leaves are growing; for these twigs do not make +the leaves less valuable. Then, when they have collected an armful, they +put it in a pile or into bags, and as night comes on the whole is taken +to one spot, from which it is hauled home in wagons. Here it is laid on +the floor of the barn or any out-house, in the shade, so that it may dry +very gradually, and keep the juices which afford the coloring matter. +When this process of drying is gone through with, and the leaves are in +a proper state, it is loaded on carts or wagons, in bags, and taken to +the sumac mills, where it is weighed, and paid for by the owner of the +mills at the rate, as I have said, of from one cent to a cent and a half +a pound. The largest mills in Virginia, where the finest sumac grows--or +at least a very fine article--are at Richmond; but at Winchester, in the +lower part of the Shenandoah Valley, toward the Potomac, there is a big +mill, where great quantities are purchased, and prepared for the use of +the dyers. The leaves and small twigs are pounded and reduced to a fine +dust, and then it is ready to be sent away. When it reaches the +manufactories where it is to be used as a dye for leather, calico, etc., +it is mixed with what are called _mordants_, certain substances that +make it _bite in_, as the word means, and take fast hold of the material +to be dyed; and then there is the pretty calico with its bright colors, +which can not be washed out. + +It is only of late years that much attention has been paid to it in +Virginia. People thought more about raising corn and wheat than of +gathering sumac; but in twenty years they have learned a great deal, and +now begin to understand that "every little helps," and that if they can +go with their wives and children and pull sumac, and then sell it, they +can take their money and buy sugar and coffee, and perhaps some of the +very calico for their little girls' dresses which the red leaves of the +sumac make so pretty. + +The children like the "camping out" on the mountain in the pleasant +summer and fall nights very much. It is a sort of frolic, and it is a +very good thing to mix up pleasure with work: it makes the work much +easier. The tents are very simple little affairs--only a breadth of +canvas stretched across a ridge-pole, like the "comb" of a house, held +up by forked sticks set in the ground. In this are spread what in +Virginia are called "pine tags," that is, the tassels, or needles, of +the pine-trees, which are dry and brown, and by spreading a blanket or +old comforter on these you have an excellent soft bed. In front of the +tent a fire is built to cook by, and by means of forked sticks a pot can +be hung above the fire for making soup, boiling meat, etc. By this fire, +as I have told you, the sumac hunters gather in the evening, after work, +and laugh and talk and sing, and eat their suppers; or perhaps some one +of them can play the fiddle, and he strikes up a dancing tune, and the +girls and boys dance on the grass, and laugh and enjoy themselves much +more than if they were in fine drawing-rooms. After a while the long +day's work makes them sleepy, and they lie down on the fresh pine tags +in the tent, and go to sleep--to be up at daylight, and once more at +work hunting and gathering their sumac. + + + + +OLD TIMES IN THE COLONIES. + +BY CHARLES CARLETON COFFIN. + + +No. VIII. + +THE BATTLE OF THE RANGERS. + +When war broke out between France and England in 1755, the French and +Indians came down from Canada and attacked the settlers of New England +and New York, as they had done in previous wars, burning their +dwellings, killing men and women, or carrying them to Canada as +prisoners. + +The French had a fort at Crown Point, on Lake Champlain, and another at +Ticonderoga; while the English had Fort William Henry, at the southern +end of Lake George, and Fort Edward, on the Hudson. + +The English officers who had been sent over by the King to command the +"Provincials," as the people of England called all who lived in America, +thought that soldiers must march in the wilderness with just as much +precision as along a hard beaten road, that they must move in platoons +and columns, keeping step to the drum-beat. The French officers, on the +other hand, adopted the plan of the Indians, marching in single file, +each man carrying his provisions. They made quick movements, falling +suddenly upon a settlement, with their Indian allies, making all the +havoc possible, and before the settlers could gather to resist them, +would be far on their way to Crown Point or Canada. + +Robert Rogers, of New Hampshire, who was fighting the French, prevailed +upon Lord Loudon, the English commander-in-chief, to allow him to form a +battalion of troops, who should have the privilege of scouting the woods +around Lake George and Lake Champlain, to discover the movements of the +French and Indians, to fall upon them just as they were stealing upon +the English, strike a blow, and be gone before the French would know +what had happened. He would play their own game upon them. + +Lord Loudon having given his consent, Major Rogers went to New +Hampshire and enlisted his men. They were all young, strong, athletic. +They had tramped over the hills and mountains of that province, hunting +bears, and had set their traps along the streams for beavers. They could +pick their way through the forest on a cloudy day when there was no sun +to guide them, and could tell in the darkest and cloudiest night which +way was north by feeling the bark on the trees--for the bark is always +more mossy on the northern than on the side exposed to the sun. + +It was to be a service of hardship and privation. They would have to +make long marches; to sleep on the ground; to endure great fatigue; +brave the cold of winter, wrapping themselves in their blankets at +night, and lying down with the snow for their bed. + +Although the hardships would be so great, Robert Rogers had no +difficulty in obtaining all the men he wanted. The settlers had suffered +so much from the enemy that they were eager to take their revenge. There +was a fascination in the service. How stirring the thought of stealing +through the woods, making roundabout marches, shooting a deer or bear, +eating the nice steaks, lying down to sleep beneath the trees; up again +in the morning, coming upon the French and Indians unawares, pouring in +a volley, killing the savages or taking them prisoners, and returning in +triumph! + +Major Rogers chose as lieutenant the man who had knocked the Indians +about, right and left, when called upon to run the gauntlet--John Stark, +who could follow a trail as well as any Indian, who was always cool and +collected, and as brave as a lion. The men were called Rangers. They +wore green frocks, and besides their rifles each man had a long knife +which he could use in a close fight. They wore boots and leather +leggings, and each man carried his rations--bread and cold corned +beef--in a bag. + +The ice on Lake George was thick and strong in March, 1757, when the +Rangers, seventy-four in number, with iron spurs on their feet, several +days' rations in their bags, their blankets rolled upon their shoulders, +marching in single file, with trailed arms, Major Rogers at the head, +and John Stark in the rear, started from Fort William Henry. + +They made their way over the gleaming ice for two days, but on the third +day they left the lake, put on their snow-shoes, entered the woods, +marched past Ticonderoga, and came out upon the western shore of Lake +Champlain, discovered a party of French, with horses and sleds, on their +way from Ticonderoga to Crown Point. Stark, with a part of the Rangers, +made a dash and captured seven prisoners. He did not see another party +of French around a point of land in season to capture them. They escaped +to Ticonderoga, and gave the alarm. + +Major Rogers knew that a large party of French and Indians would be sent +out from Ticonderoga to intercept him, and at once started to return. + +It was a rainy day. The snow was damp and heavy. "We will go to our last +night's camp, and dry our guns," said Major Rogers. + +They reached the camping-place, where the fires were still burning, +dried their guns, put in new priming, and started once more, Rogers in +front, Stark bringing up the rear. + +It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Rogers descended a hill, crossed a +brook, and was picking his way up another hill, when he found himself +face to face with more than two hundred French and Indians, the nearest +not twenty feet distant. + +A volley. Lieutenant Kennedy and John Gardiner fall dead; a bullet +glances from Rogers's skull, for a moment taking away his senses; the +blood flows down his face, blinding him. Several other Rangers are +wounded. + +"Form here." + +Lieutenant Stark issues the order, and the Rangers under his command +take position on a little hill. The Rangers down in the valley fire a +volley at the French, holding their ground till all the wounded can make +their way back to Stark's position. + +Rogers wipes the blood from his face, and issues his orders. + +"You are to command the centre," he says to Stark. + +He sends Sergeants Walker and Phillips with eight men to the rear, to +give notice of any attempt of the enemy to crawl round and attack from +that direction. + +"Don't throw away your ammunition; keep cool; don't expose yourselves," +are the orders, and each Ranger takes position behind a tree. They know +that the enemy outnumber them three to one, that they have had the +advantage of the first fire; but each Ranger prepares to fight to the +bitter end. + +Round through the woods steal a part of the French and Indians, making a +wide circuit. Major Rogers reasoned correctly, and he posted the two +sergeants in the right place. The eight Rangers pick off the French one +by one, giving them such a warm reception that instead of rushing on, +they remain at a distance. + +The other French, with a horde of Indians howling the war-whoop, begin +the attack in front, the Indians springing from tree to tree, getting +nearer and nearer. But the Rangers are on the watch, and many of the +savages leap into the air and fall dead, or crawl away, leaving bloody +trails upon the snow. + +"If you will surrender, we will give you good quarter," shouts the +French commander. + +Major Rogers was faint from the loss of blood, and at the moment was +faint-hearted. He feared that the Rangers would all be picked off before +the fight would cease. It would be three hours to sunset. Could they +hold out till then? He had no thought of surrendering, but would it not +be best to retreat? + +John Stark's blood is up. + +"Retreat! No; that will be certain destruction. We can beat them here. +I'll shoot the first man that attempts to retreat." + +It was bold language for him to use to his commander, but he knew that +Rogers had been stunned by the bullet that had glanced from his skull, +and was not quite himself. + +The fight goes on, the Rangers taking sure aim, the French firing more +wildly, but still one by one the Rangers drop. Captain Spikeman and Mr. +Baker are killed. A bullet strikes the lock of Stark's gun, and renders +it useless. He sees a Frenchman fall at the instant, springs forward, +seizes his gun, returns to his tree, and renews the fight. + +A bullet tears through Rogers's wrist, and the blood spurts out in a +stream. It must be stopped, or he will bleed to death. Rogers wears his +back hair braided in a queue. + +[Illustration: CUTTING OFF A QUEUE TO BIND A WOUND.] + +"Take your knife and cut off my queue," he says to one of the Rangers, +who whips out his hunting-knife, cuts off the queue, and Rogers sticks +it into the wound to stop the flowing of the blood. + +All through the dreary afternoon the fight goes on. The snow is +crimsoned with blood. The killed and mortally wounded lie where they +fall. For the Rangers there is no escape; they must conquer or die. + +The shades of night steal on; the fire of the French and Indians has +been growing less; the war-whoop dies away; the last gun is fired. The +enemy, picking up their wounded, retire to Ticonderoga, leaving the +Rangers victors. What a dear-bought victory!--one-half of them killed or +wounded. Of the enemy one hundred and sixteen have fallen! + +The Rangers were only four miles from Ticonderoga, and might expect to +be attacked again in the morning. They were forty miles from Fort +William Henry. They were weary and worn, but they must move on. They +made litters for the wounded, and started, marching all night, but +making only a few miles. + +The snow had ceased, the air was chill. They must have help. John Stark, +leaving them, started for Fort William Henry, reaching it at sunset. +Soldiers with horses and sleds started at once, and John Stark with +them, stopping not a moment to rest his weary limbs. At sunrise he was +back to the Rangers with the re-enforcements and supplies. The French +had not followed them, and they made their way safely back to Fort +William Henry, having fought one of the most obstinate, unequal, yet +victorious battles recorded in history. + + + + +THE ANGEL IN THE LILLY FAMILY. + +BY SHERWOOD BONNER. + + +There was something rather queer about the Lilly family. In the first +place there were so many of them--fourteen precious children. This alone +is queer, when it is the fashion of the day to have small families, and +"well-springs of pleasure" are as scarce as diamonds in any properly +regulated household. But Mrs. Lilly's heart was made on the omnibus +plan; and there was no miserable little "Complet" ever scrawled over its +door. + +Then it was queer how they avoided nicknames in the Lilly family. Each +child was called by its full name, which sometimes happened to be a +pretty long one. + +It was through a sad accident that one of the Lilly children turned into +a regular little angel. + +The day after Christmas Mrs. Lilly's aunt--grandaunt of the +children--carelessly allowed poor Katharine Kirk Lilly to fall on a +marble floor. A serious injury to her spine was the result. + +Dear! dear! how Mrs. Lilly screamed! She threw herself on the bed, and +poured forth tears enough to put out a Christmas bonfire. She was not +soothed until the doctor came, and after a careful examination--which +the sufferer bore without a word or moan--pronounced that poor Katharine +Kirk would live. But, alas! he added that she must always be an invalid. +And smiling with the patient sweetness that distinguished her, the dear +child sank back on the pillows from which she was never to lift her +golden head. All the rest of the Lilly children stood round, showing by +a sort of paralyzed expression on their faces how deeply they were +moved; but none of them cried. + +"Perhaps, dears," said the poor little mother, sobbing, "this affliction +will be blessed to you." + +"It will," cried the penitent great-aunt, clasping Mrs. Lilly in her +arms; "it will teach them lessons of patience, of self-denial, of love, +that will be as good as--" + +"As the Prince's pricking-conscience ring in the family," suggested Mrs. +Lilly's mother, who had a way of turning things into fun, and never gave +way to her feelings. + +It was surprising what a change from that time dated in the Lilly +family. They had been like other children, a little faulty, perhaps, +rather apt to stand on their rights--a fierce footing--but merely to +look at the darling invalid, her shining hair outspread, her blue eyes +ever bright, was to receive a lesson in sweetness and good temper. + +Take the case of Phillips Arthur Cliff Lilly. This young gentleman was +the youngest of the family, and his mother's favorite. Why, no one knew, +except that he was so ugly. He had so many scars on his face, from falls +and fights, that somehow he produced the impression of a target. His +hair stood out like a halo of straw, and one defiant wisp reared itself +above his forehead with the grace of a cat's whisker. Mrs. Lilly could +never sleep until he was safe in her arms, and his life knew no cross +until after the accident to Katharine Kirk, who became, in her turn, the +pivot round which the family revolved. Horrible to relate, his mother +one evening, in her hurry to get back to the invalid, forgot her +youngest, and left him in the Common. There he lay all night, like a +tramp, with the stars twinkling at him, and stray dogs sniffing as they +passed him by. Yet when he was found he _did not utter one word_. He +opened his blue eyes as he was picked up, and only gave a single +plaintive cry as he was pressed to his frantic mother's bosom. + +Then there was Myra Miles. She was one of the young ladies of the +family, and, as might be forgiven in a beauty, a trifle vain. She was to +receive calls on New-Year's Day, and had expected to come out in a fine +new dress. Pink tarlatan it was to be, trimmed in the French taste with +blue, with a train to thrill you to your finger-tips, which seemed to +bear the same relation to Myra Miles as the rest of a snake does to its +head. Mrs. Lilly's mamma was making it; but her time was suddenly +demanded to do something for the invalid, and the dress was thrown +aside. The consequence was that poor Myra Miles appeared in the gorgeous +pink dress with a black lace scarf instead of the waist. Still, not one +word of complaint did she utter, although her sisters Dorothy Dimple and +Martha Bonn--the favorites of Mrs. Lilly's aunt--appeared in exquisite +raiment of green and blue. There was something very beautiful about her +resignation. + +[Illustration] + +When the lovely Susan Mears Lilly was married, Katharine Kirk was taken +in her pretty bed to view the ceremony, and was quite a feature of the +occasion. Indeed, she did not begin to look so weak and ill as the +bridegroom, who, poor youth, was so tottering that Mrs. Lilly's aunt +cruelly suggested that his back should be propped with a hair-pin. You +may imagine how the girls laughed at this, especially Teresa Fehmer +Lilly, a wicked little bridemaid in red satin. + +[Illustration] + +And such attentions as the sufferer had from friends of the Lilly +family! The beautiful belle Miss Lilian Love spent many hours over a +dainty quilt of silk and lace to adorn the sick-bed. A glorious poet +sent in a box of agreeable medicine, with a note running like this: + + "MY DEAR MRS. LILLY,--I send you a little book for your sick + child, and some medicine for her poor broken back. The peculiarity + of this medicine is that in order to produce any good effect it + must be taken by the nurse. This is rather hard upon the nurse; + but if she is a good nurse she will not mind it much." + +Jane Jumper was the nurse really; but while the medicine lasted Mrs. +Lilly herself took entire charge, and administered the sweet doses to +herself, without one word from Katharine Kirk. + +[Illustration] + +It may have occurred by this time to some shrewd little reader that +under no circumstance was any member of this household apt to give +utterance to silver speech. Shall I confess? Or, my dear children, have +you guessed that Katharine Kirk and all the cherished fourteen belonged +to the beloved, the beautiful, the _dumb_, family of--Dolls? + + + + +[Illustration: OUR POST-OFFICE BOX.] + + + VIAREGGIO, ITALY. + + I am nearly six years old. I would like to have a tea party on my + birthday. After my birthday has come I will write again, and tell + you all about it. + + In Rome I have a big play horse and two kitties. My little cat is + gray and white, and is called Bimbo. He walks on his toes, and + makes a long face. Papa's cat's name is Cavaliere. He is a big + Maltese cat. + + In Rome we have a nice house and a nice garden, and in the garden + there is a straw hut. + + We are finishing the summer at Viareggio, and we have nice + sea-baths. + + IMOGEN R. + + * * * * * + + SMITH'S HILL, FEATHER RIVER, CALIFORNIA. + + I enjoy the letters in YOUNG PEOPLE, especially those that tell of + birds and flowers I have not seen. There are mocking-birds here in + summer, and a beautiful bird called goldfinch. There are also + robins, bluebirds, and many varieties of sparrows. The bluebirds + and robins stay here all winter. It is too bad to take eggs from + the birds to give away in exchange. The pitcher-plant grows in a + valley not far from here. + + My sister Bell went to Lassens Peak last week. It is 10,600 feet + high. There is no snow on the mountain now except a small patch on + top. Hundreds of small butterflies were flitting about on the + mountain-side and alighting on the rocks. As there is no + vegetation, except a few hardy plants scattered among the ledges, + I wonder what they find to live on. A lake which could be seen + from the top of the peak had the appearance of being frozen. In + the valley below there are hot boiling springs. + + LOU R. K. + +Yes, it is too bad to take so many birds' eggs. But if our +correspondents are careful to take only one or two from each nest, and +to always leave more than half, as we have already begged them to do, +the mother-bird will not suffer. If we could believe for a moment that +our little friends would be so cruel as to disturb the brooding mother, +and rob her nest of all its eggs, we would never publish another letter +requesting an exchange of these pretty natural curiosities. The nesting +season is now over in all the Northern States, but when it returns, we +trust the young egg collectors will never allow their eagerness to +secure the coveted treasure to overcome their sense of honor and their +kindness of heart. + + * * * * * + + CHARLESTON, SOUTH CAROLINA. + + I am ten years old. I take HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it + very much. I am always glad when Wednesday comes, for that is the + day I get it. I think it is a very nice paper for boys and girls. + I have a pet dog whose name is Lion. + + SAMUEL P. + + * * * * * + + BELLEVILLE, TEXAS. + + I am ten years old. I have no pets except a Maltese cat and a dog. + I was very much interested in the dog and cat of Madelaine, the + little French girl. I like "The Moral Pirates" and "Who was Paul + Grayson?" best of all the stories. My father gave me a piano for + my birthday present; and when I was seven years old he gave me a + pony, and I named him Button. I dearly love to gallop over the + hills. + + I went to New Hampshire in 1875 to see my grandfather, and we + visited the White Mountains. + + I think YOUNG PEOPLE is the nicest paper I ever saw, and I intend + to take it until I grow up. + + JOSIE C. + + * * * * * + + NEW YORK CITY. + + B. I., of Radnor, Ohio, asks how to feather arrows. Choose goose + or turkey feathers of a suitable size. Cut them carefully from the + quill; put on hot glue, and fasten them to the sides of the arrow, + about an inch from the notch, at equal distances apart. There + should always be three feathers. + + A. H. + +It is a good plan to fasten the feathers to the arrow with pins until +the glue is perfectly dry, when they can be carefully removed. + + * * * * * + + SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA. + + I have a pet now, a lovely little dog, with long curly hair and + large bright eyes. He is snowy white all over, and his name is + Mischief. I am going to have his picture taken some time. He looks + just like a bundle of cotton, with three black spots shining + through. Those are his eyes and nose. + + The tree represented in the illustration of the beetles in YOUNG + PEOPLE No. 38 is just like the California buckeye-tree. The + blossoms are exactly the same. + + I am very much interested in the directions for making salt and + fresh water aquariums. When I was in Monterey I might have + collected lots of sea-anemones, snails, and pink and white + star-fish, but I did not think of it. One of the gentlemen at the + hotel went fishing with a net, and caught a little baby + cuttle-fish, or devil-fish, as it is commonly called. It had seven + or eight long legs, all lined with little suckers, like buttons. + It was a dreadful ugly-looking thing. It must have been very + young, for it was only ten or eleven inches long. The gentleman + was going to keep it for a curiosity, and until he could get + something better he put it in a pan of salt-water; but he forgot + to cover the pan, and in the night the fish crawled out on to the + floor, and died. + + I have exchanged Farallon Island eggs and leaves and specimens of + trees with a good many children since my letter was printed. + + Is there any difference between postage stamps and postmarks? I + don't believe I know what postmarks are. + + IDA BELLE DISERENS. + +A postmark is the stamp put on the outside of a letter at the office +where it is posted. It certainly is not of much value in itself, but if +a collection is neatly pasted in a book, States and countries being +arranged together, counties being written under towns in the United +States, and a note made of any manufactories or natural productions for +which the town is celebrated, such a collection may become an +interesting gazetteer, and valuable as a book of reference. + + * * * * * + + HOBOKEN, NEW JERSEY. + + On September 27 I found a blossom on the peach-tree in our back + yard. I picked it, and have pressed it to send to you. I think it + is very odd to have peach blossoms in September, and I would like + to know if any girl or boy has ever seen them blooming in that + month in this climate. + + I think the story "Who was Paul Grayson?" is splendid. + + REBA H. + + * * * * * + + SOUTH ELIOT, MAINE. + + I bought three silk-worms' cocoons at the Educational Department + of the Permanent Exhibition at Philadelphia. In about a week's + time the cocoons broke, and the moths came out and began to lay + their eggs on a sheet of brown paper which I laid them on. They + have laid about all their eggs now, and there are a great many. + + CHESTER B. F. + + * * * * * + + HOWARD, TEXAS. + + I am seven years old. Mother teaches me at home. I am studying + spelling, geography, arithmetic, and the Third Reader. + + I love so much when Wednesday morning comes, for then I get my + YOUNG PEOPLE, and I read until I have finished it. + + I received a beautiful pressed bouquet, from Mary Lowry. It was + real nice, and I am going to send her some seeds very soon. + + I have three dolls, one wax and two china ones. Every day, when I + am through with my lessons, my sister Myrtle and I have nice times + playing with them. + + MABEL P. + + * * * * * + + WEST CHESTER, PENNSYLVANIA. + + I live on a farm about one mile from town. + + We had a ring-dove given to us, and we bought a mate for it, and + now we have four more. One is just hatched. Last summer, a year + ago, we had a present of a pair of guinea-pigs, and we have raised + six others. One of the little ones is pure white, except its head, + which is black. It looks as if it had a mask on. My brother, who + is ten years old, has a pigeon-house and about thirty pigeons. And + he has six rabbits, which are all the time burrowing out of the + pen, and a young shepherd dog. We have black and brown bantams, + and two little red calves we call Spot and Lina, because one has a + red spot on its back, and the other a white line. + + Last spring I planted one small ear of pop-corn, and now I have + gathered nearly eighty ears from it. I also planted ground-nuts. + + My brother, my sister, and I have each a pair of stilts, and we + have lots of fun inventing new ways to walk on them. + + BESSIE R. H. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange postage stamps of France and Germany with + any readers of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE. Correspondents will please + put "Via England" on the envelope, as letters thus addressed are + more likely to come safely. + + B. D. WOODWARD, 49 im Trutz, + Frankfort-on-the-Main, Germany. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange postmarks for foreign postage stamps, or + for other postmarks, with any boy in the South or West. + + WILLIAM F. PENNEY, + 559 Henry Street, Brooklyn, New York. + + * * * * * + + I have a collection of postage and revenue stamps, and would like + to exchange with readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + W. H. EASTMAN, + Emporia, Kansas. + + * * * * * + + My mamma takes YOUNG PEOPLE for my sister Laura and me. We read + all the stories, and are never tired of it. + + We have a pair of pet pigeons named Polly and Dolly. When we first + got them we had to put the food in their mouths, but now they can + eat alone. When we come they hunt in our hands for something to + eat. + + I am a little Iowa girl, but my father came to live in Old + Virginia almost five years ago. We live near Greenway Court, the + old home of Lord Fairfax, and where General Washington surveyed + the land when he was a very young man. + + I am thirteen years old. I have a cabinet and a museum, and am + collecting postmarks and stamps, which I would like to exchange + with any correspondent. + + MAY BELL MILLER, + Care of Joseph A. Miller, + Nineveh, Warren County, Virginia. + + * * * * * + + I am having a splendid time in Mamaroneck. I have a lot of + chickens, and it is very funny to see the young roosters fight. I + shall leave the country soon, and I would like to say to those + wishing to exchange stamps with me that after October 25 my + address will be + + PIERRE JAY, + 291 Madison Avenue, New York City. + + * * * * * + + I am making a collection of postmarks, and would like to exchange + with any correspondents of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + C. H. MCBRIDE, + Rexford Flats, Saratoga County, New York. + + * * * * * + + I am making a collection of birds' eggs, and would like to + exchange with any readers of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + JOSEPH SKIRM, Santa Cruz, + Santa Cruz County, California. + + * * * * * + + I am very much interested in the letters in YOUNG PEOPLE. I would + like to exchange birds' eggs with any of the readers. + + H. GRAY, + Albion, Orleans County, New York. + + * * * * * + + My younger sister takes YOUNG PEOPLE, and I like it as well as she + does. I have no pets, but I have a flower garden and a good many + house plants. I would like to exchange flower seeds with any + correspondent of YOUNG PEOPLE. I have sweet-pea, cypress, + rose-moss, dew-plant, and other seeds. + + MOLLIE C. MICHENER, + Kokomo, Howard County, Indiana. + + * * * * * + + I have read YOUNG PEOPLE ever since it started, and like it very + much. I like "The Moral Pirates" and Jimmy Brown's stories about + Mr. Martin the best. + + I have a Chilian, a Greek, and a Portuguese coin which I would + like to exchange with any reader who is collecting foreign coin. I + have a collection of almost two hundred. + + JOHN PYNE, + Wiscasset, Maine. + + * * * * * + + I thought you would like a letter from this town, where a great + battle was fought. + + I spend many happy hours with the dear YOUNG PEOPLE. I love, most + of all, the little letters, as it seems like talking to little + people. + + I am sick in bed, and have been for almost ten weeks. If my cough + would get better, then I would get strong again. I am nine years + old. I can read and write, and play little tunes on the piano. I + fear the other little girls will get ahead of me now. + + I wish "Wee Tot," or any of the little readers, would send me some + ocean curiosities or quartz crystals for pressed leaves and ferns + gathered on Round Top. My pet canary died last week. + + NERVA WIBLE, + Care of J. Ed. Wible, Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. + + * * * * * + + I have a nice collection of curiosities, and would like to + exchange with any correspondent for sea-shells or other + curiosities. I have iron ore, soft gypsum crystals, stalactites, + stalagmites, pretty pebbles, different kinds of limestone, pressed + ferns, and other things. In sending specimens, correspondents will + please mark each plainly with the name and the locality where it + was found. + + A few days ago I got my hand mashed in a cider mill, and can not + use it now. My brother is writing this letter for me. + + HARRY R. BARTLETT, + Greensburg, Green County, Kentucky. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange curiosities and stuffed birds with any + correspondent of YOUNG PEOPLE. + + C. H. MATHIAS, Ingersoll, Ontario, Canada. + + * * * * * + + I have taken every number of YOUNG PEOPLE since it was published, + and I think it is just splendid. + + I am gathering specimens and curiosities, and would be glad to + exchange with any one. + + CHARLIE LEADBETTER, + 174 Plum Street, Cincinnati, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + I have a printing-press and a small breech-loading shot-gun that + father made for me. I had a cat named Bill, but he is dead. He + would jump over my arms, and stand up on his hind-feet and kiss + me, and sit up in the corner. + + I like the story of "The Moral Pirates" best of all. I and some + other boys are planning to go off on a cruise next summer. + + I have a lot of foreign stamps which I would like to exchange for + Indian arrow-heads or Indian relics. I am eleven years old. + + BERTIE HARRISON, + Berlin Heights, Erie County, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + I am just beginning a collection of curiosities, and would like to + exchange with some of the correspondents. + + I have one brother. We live near a pond. Our pet kitten is very + fond of fish; and I go out in a row-boat and catch minnows for it. + I tie mussels on a string, and the minnows bite the bait and hold + fast. I caught two large minnows with a string alone. + + JESSIE A. BROWN, + South Norwalk, Connecticut. + + * * * * * + + I should like to exchange birds' eggs with any correspondent of + YOUNG PEOPLE. I have eggs of the following birds: hedge, song, + house, and chipping sparrow, bluebird, swallow, brown and red + thrush, peewit, woodpecker, meadow-lark, cat-bird, pigeon, + turtle-dove, ring-dove, and cardinal-grosbeak. + + R. D. BRITTON, Wyoming, Ohio. + + * * * * * + + I would like to exchange postage stamps, minerals, shells, and + Indian arrow-heads for stamps, pressed sea-weeds, or birds' eggs. + The shells are labelled with their scientific names. + + E. G. W., + P. O. Box 487, Binghamton, New York. + + * * * * * + +We would request all correspondents not to send us long lists of stamps, +eggs, and other things, as they occupy too much space in the Post-office +Department. It is much better for them to prepare their lists neatly, +and have them ready to send to those who write to them for exchange, +after their request has been published in YOUNG PEOPLE. + +We are compelled to condense the requests for exchange from the +following correspondents: + + Postage stamps and birds' eggs for postage stamps. + + WILLIAM S. ALDRICH, + Freeport, Cumberland County, Maine. + + * * * * * + + Postage stamps, postmarks, and Indian relics for postage stamps. + + A. S. BARRETT, + Fort Wayne, Allen County, Indiana. + + * * * * * + + Postage, Treasury, and revenue stamps for others. + + HANDY DANIEL, + Fredonia, Chautauqua County, New York. + + * * * * * + + Postage stamps and postmarks for postage stamps. + + JOHN A. WOLFF, + 92 Second Street, Albany, New York. + + * * * * * + + Foreign and United States postage stamps for others. + + W. C. V. CHADWICK, + 44 St. George Street, Toronto, Canada. + + * * * * * + +MABEL.--The recipes you wish are in YOUNG PEOPLE Nos. 24 and 28.--A good +method for varnishing leaves is described by Edith L. in Post-office Box +No. 38. + + * * * * * + +W. DE VEAU.--The different species of the order _Chelonia_, to which +turtles and tortoises belong, are distinguished mainly by the limbs. The +common fresh-water turtles have distinct toes, which are webbed and +provided with long nails. They are easy and powerful swimmers, but are +very helpless on land. They feed upon all kinds of aquatic worms and +insects. The tortoises, or land turtles, have short clubbed feet adapted +for travelling on the ground, and stout, short claws. They feed upon +roots, vegetables, fruit, and small bugs and flies. Their upper shell is +more rounded than that of the water turtle. They are capable of +swimming, but seldom enter the water. + + * * * * * + +W. S. B.--Alaric the Goth was proclaimed King of the Visigoths about +A.D. 400. He was a bold and artful warrior, and under his leadership the +Goths ravaged Greece, and entered Athens. He afterward determined to +invade Italy, and after numerous repulses and misfortunes his armies +succeeded in entering Rome in 410, eleven hundred and sixty-three years +after the foundation of the city, which for six hundred years previous +to the Gothic conquest had remained unviolated by the presence of any +foreign enemy. Alaric, who had already embraced Christianity, showed +much moderation in his treatment of the vanquished city, and after a +short occupation he retired his troops, and proceeded to ravage Southern +Italy. He was about to invade Sicily, and form an expedition to Africa, +when his death, after a short illness, put an end to his conquests. His +army, anxious to conceal his death, and even his burial-place, from the +enemy, employed a band of captives to divert the course of the Busento, +a small river which washes the walls of Cozenza, an ancient fortified +town, and secretly at night a grave was dug in the river-bed, and the +body of the dead chieftain was buried. The waters of the Busento were +then turned back, and underneath the peaceful river the grave of the +warlike Goth was securely concealed. His death occurred in 410, only a +few months after his triumphal entry into Rome. + + * * * * * + +GERTRUDE C.--Your letter is very gratifying, and we are sorry we can not +accede to your request, but the article in question would occupy too +large a space in YOUNG PEOPLE. + + * * * * * + +Favors are acknowledged from Hamilton W., Willie C. Bartlett, Isabelle +Van Brunt, M. L. Hannam, Macy Walcutt, C. F. Moses. + + * * * * * + +Correct answers to puzzles are received from Ida Belle Diserens, A. H. +Ellard, Mary R. De La Mater, Harvey B. Ridgway, Miss N. J. Tiddy, Nella +Coover, N. Bumpus, Clarence J. Washington, W. S. Ferguson, May Wells, +H. A. Bent. + + * * * * * + +PUZZLES FROM YOUNG CONTRIBUTORS. + +No. 1. + +ACROSTIC. + +Place the names of five trees in such order that their initials read +downward spell the name of another tree. + + BOLUS. + + * * * * * + +No. 2. + +UNITED DIAMONDS. + +1. In Nebraska. An insect. A fluid. At a distance. In Nevada. + +2. In Idaho. A graceful animal. An animal often trained for a special +purpose. The limit. In Colorado. Centrals of diamonds read across spell +the name of a savage beast. + + OWLET. + + * * * * * + +No. 3. + +WORD SQUARES. + +1. First, a character in mythology. Second, ascended. Third, a body of +land. Fourth, a prophet. + + S. F. W. + +2. First, lineage. Second, sour. Third, to quote. Fourth, a garden. + + KATIE. + + * * * * * + +No. 4. + +ENIGMA. + + My first is in lily, but not in white. + My second in sleep, but not in night. + My third is in man, but not in beast. + My fourth is in sorrow, but not in feast. + My fifth is in no, but not in yes. + My whole is a fruit which you must guess. + + MATTIE. + + * * * * * + +No. 5. + +HOUR-GLASS PUZZLE. + +An associate. A ravine. A reward. In Lexington. Devoured. One of a +certain sect of philosophers. A boy's name. Centrals read downward spell +the name of a celebrated battle. + + ZELOTES. + + * * * * * + +ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN NO. 48. + +No. 1. + + P I S A Y A C H T + I S A R A B H O R + S A C O C H A S E + A R O N H O S T S + T R E S S + +No. 2. + + N S + D I S W H O + N I G H T-S H A D E + S H E O D D + T E + +No. 3. + +Cornwallis, Washington. + +No. 4. + +1. Ava, Orfah, Jiddah, Riad, Pekin, Surat, Omsk. 2. Exeter, Alabama, +Parana, Caracas, Panama. + + * * * * * + +WIGGLES. + +For the benefit of those who have not read the original article on +"Wiggles," we would say that the Wiggle is a line that may be turned +into a picture by having other lines added to it. For example, take the +new Wiggle, No. 15, given in this Number. Trace it carefully, so as to +preserve the _exact_ outlines, and then see what you can make of it. Add +to it as much as you please, but do not change the original line. Send +answers as promptly as possible. + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +COLUMBIA BICYCLE. + +[Illustration] + +Bicycle riding is the best as well as the healthiest of out-door sports; +is easily learned and never forgotten. Send 3c. stamp for 24-page +Illustrated Catalogue, containing Price-Lists and full information. + +THE POPE MFG. CO., + +79 Summer St., Boston, Mass. + + + + +_Notice._ + +Now is the Time to Subscribe. + + * * * * * + +Within a year of its first appearance HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE has secured +a leading place among the periodicals designed for juvenile readers. The +object of those who have the paper in charge is to provide for boys and +girls from the age of six to sixteen a weekly treat in the way of +entertaining stories, poems, historical sketches, and other attractive +reading matter, with profuse and beautiful illustrations. + +The conductors of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE proceed upon the theory that it +is not necessary, in order to engage the attention of youthful minds, to +fill its pages with exaggerated and sensational stories, to make heroes +of criminals, or throw the glamour of romance over bloody deeds. Their +design is to make the spirit and influence of the paper harmonize with +the moral atmosphere which pervades every cultivated Christian +household. The lessons taught are those which all parents who desire the +welfare of their children would wish to see inculcated. HARPER'S YOUNG +PEOPLE aims to do this by combining the best literary and artistic +talent, so that fiction shall appear in bright and innocent colors, +sober facts assume such a holiday dress as to be no longer dry or dull, +and mental exercise, in the solution of puzzles, problems, and other +devices, become a delight. + +The cordial approval extended to HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE by the +intelligent and exacting audience for whose special benefit it was +projected shows that its conductors have not miscalculated the +requirements of juvenile periodical literature. The paper has attained a +wide circulation in the United States, Canada, Europe, the West Indies, +and South America. The "Post-office Box," the most complete department +of the kind ever attempted, contains letters from almost every quarter +of the globe, and not only serves to bring the boys and girls of +different states and countries into pleasant acquaintance, but, through +its exchanges and answers to questions, to extend their knowledge and +quicken their intelligence. + +The Bound Volume for 1880 has been gotten up in the most attractive +manner, the cover being embellished with a tasteful and appropriate +design. It will be one of the most handsome, entertaining, and useful +books for boys and girls published for the ensuing holidays. + + * * * * * + +TERMS. + +FOUR CENTS a Number. SINGLE SUBSCRIPTIONS for one year, $1.50 each; FIVE +SUBSCRIPTIONS, one year, $7--payable in advance: postage free. +Subscriptions will be commenced with the Number current at the time of +receipt of order, except in cases where the subscribers otherwise +direct. + +The Second Volume will begin with No. 53, to be issued November 2, 1880. +Subscriptions should be sent in before that date, or as early as +possible thereafter. + +The Bound Volume for 1880, containing the first fifty-two Numbers, will +be ready early in November. Price $3, postage prepaid. The cover for +YOUNG PEOPLE for 1880 is now ready. Price 35 cents; postage 13 cents +additional. + +Remittances should be made by _Post-office Money Order or Draft_, to +avoid risk of loss. + + Address + HARPER & BROTHERS, + FRANKLIN SQUARE, NEW YORK. + + + + +[Illustration: SOME ANSWERS TO WIGGLE No. 14, OUR ARTIST'S IDEA, AND NEW +WIGGLE No. 15.] + + +The following names are of those who sent answers to Wiggle No. 14: + +G. B. Dimmick, Willie R. Perkins, G. C. Meyer, Mary A. Hale, H. M. P., +Hudson Taylor, Wee Tot, M. Prall Grant, Eddie Hunter, Cloyd D. Browns, +Alice Rhawn, Arthur L. Bumpus, Robert M., S. J. G., B. R. Howell, Edith +Bidwell, E. C. K., C. F. Peck, Jun., James L. Busbee, Catharine, S. C. +Register, Dimple McCrea, Irish Stew, George Broomhall, Bernie +Wurriochke, F. R. Powley, Robert G. Bidwell, W. H. Western, D. C. Hick, +H. Jacobs, Isabel Jacobs, Julia Maude Sickels, May Rickerson, Wiggle +Maker, A. H. Addington, Bessie B. Anderson, Horace F. Ames, Everett C. +Fay, Bront Smith, L. D. H., Glen Hughes, S. Knight Satterlee, William +McClellands, George McClellands, John A. Tompkins, Herbert Fusselle, +Effie Meacham, Jasper Bines, Sol. Jacobs, J. L. Bushnell, Hal, M. F. +Krum, Fannie Hartwell, M. E. Farrell, Hebe, Tom, C. S. W., D. Brookmire, +Vinnie J., S. F. Rupert, Sol, C. L. McL., Gid, A. J. D., Marvin Burt, +Charles D. 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