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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/32961-8.txt b/32961-8.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..40e8f54 --- /dev/null +++ b/32961-8.txt @@ -0,0 +1,3774 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of Harper's Round Table, May 14, 1895, 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 Round Table, May 14, 1895 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 24, 2010 [EBook #32961] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, MAY 14, 1895 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPERS + +ROUND TABLE] + +Copyright, 1895, by HARPER & BROTHERS. All Rights Reserved. + + * * * * * + +PUBLISHED WEEKLY. NEW YORK, TUESDAY, MAY 14, 1895. FIVE CENTS A COPY. + +VOL. XVI.--NO. 811. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR. + + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + +HEROES OF AMERICA. + +THE FIGHT AT HAMPTON ROADS. + +BY THE HONORABLE THEODORE ROOSEVELT. + + +[Illustration: Decorative N] + +aval battles of the civil war have an immense importance, because they +mark the line of cleavage between naval warfare under the old and naval +warfare under the new conditions. From the days of the defeat of the +Spanish Armada, for two centuries and a half, the fighting at sea was +carried on in ships of substantially the same character--wooden sailing +ships, carrying many guns mounted in broadside. Howard, Drake, Blake, +Tromp, De Ruyter, Nelson, and all the other great admirals, and all the +famous single-ship fighters--whose skill reached its highest expression +in our own navy during the war of 1812--commanded craft built and armed +in a substantially similar manner, and fought with the same weapons and +under much the same conditions. + +But in the civil war weapons and methods were introduced which caused a +revolution greater even than that which divided the sailing ship from +the galley. The use of steam, the casing of ships in iron armor, and the +employment of the torpedo, the ram, and the gun of huge calibre, +produced such radically new types that the old ships of the line became +at one stroke as antiquated as the galleys of Hamilcar or Alcibiades. +All of these new engines of war were for the first time tried in actual +combat, and some of them were for the first time invented, during our +own civil war, and the first occasion on which any of the new methods +were thoroughly tested was attended by incidents which made it one of +the most striking of naval battles. + +In the Chesapeake Bay, near Hampton Roads, the United States had +collected a fleet of wooden ships; some of them old-style sailing +vessels, others steamers. The Confederates were known to be building a +great iron-clad ram, and the wooden vessels were eagerly watching for +her appearance when she should come out of Gosport Harbor. Her powers +and capacity were utterly unknown. She was made out of the former United +States steam-frigate _Merrimac_, cut down so as to make her fore and aft +decks nearly flat and not much above the water, while the guns were +mounted in a covered central battery with sloping flanks. Her sides and +deck were coated with iron, and she was armed with formidable rifle +guns, and, most important of all, with a steel ram thrust out under +water forward from her bow. She was commanded by a very gallant and +efficient officer, Captain Tattnall. + +It was March 8, 1862, when the ram at last made her appearance within +sight of the Union fleet. The day was calm and very clear, so that the +throngs of spectators on shore could see every feature of the battle. +With the great ram came three light gunboats, all of which took part in +the action, harassing the vessels which she assailed; but they were not +factors of importance in the fight. On the Union side the vessels +nearest were the sailing ships _Cumberland_ and _Congress_, and the +steam-frigate _Minnesota_. The _Congress_ and _Cumberland_ were anchored +not far from each other; the _Minnesota_ got aground, and was some +distance off. Owing to the currents and shoals and the lack of wind no +other vessel was able to get up in time to take part in the fight. + +As soon as the great ram appeared out of the harbor she turned and +steamed steadily toward the _Congress_ and the _Cumberland_, the black +smoke rising from her funnels, and the great ripples running from each +side of her iron prow as she drove steadily through the still waters. On +board of the _Congress_ and _Cumberland_ there was eager anticipation, +but not a particle of fear. The officers in command, Captain Smith and +Lieutenant Morris, were two of the most gallant men in a service where +gallantry has always been too common to need special comment. The crews +were composed of veterans, well trained, self-confident, and proud +beyond measure of the flag whose honor they upheld. The guns were run +out, and the men stood at quarters, while the officers eagerly conned +the approaching ironclad. + +The _Congress_ was the first to open fire; and as her volleys flew, the +men on the _Cumberland_ were astounded to see the cannon-shot bound oft +the sloping sides of the ram as haildrops bound from a window-pane. The +ram answered, and her rifle shells tore the sides of the _Congress_; but +for her first victim she aimed at the _Cumberland_, and, firing her bow +guns, came straight as an arrow at the little sloop of war, which lay +broadside to her. It was an absolutely hopeless struggle. The +_Cumberland_ was a sailing ship, at anchor, with wooden sides, and a +battery of light guns. Against the formidable steam ironclad, with her +heavy rifles and steel ram, she was as powerless as if she had been a +row-boat; and from the moment when the men saw the cannon-shot bound +from the ram's sloping sides they knew they were doomed. But none of +them flinched. Once and again they fired their guns full against the +approaching ram, and in response received a few shells from the great +bow rifles of the latter. Then, forging ahead, the _Merrimac_ struck her +antagonist with her steel prow, and the sloop of war reeled and +shuddered, and through the great rent in her side the black water +rushed. + +She foundered in a few minutes; but her crew fought her to the last, +cheering as they ran out the guns, and sending shot after shot against +the ram as the latter backed off after delivering the blow. The rush of +the water soon swamped the lower decks, but the men on the upper deck +continued to serve the guns, and fired them until the deck was awash, +and the vessel had not ten seconds of life left. Then, with her flags +flying, her men cheering, and her guns firing, the _Cumberland_ sank. It +was shallow where she settled down, so that her masts remained above the +water. The glorious flag for which the brave men aboard her had died +flew proudly in the wind all that day, while the fight went on, and +throughout the night; and next morning it was still streaming over the +beautiful bay, to mark the resting-place of as gallant a vessel as ever +sailed or fought on the high-seas. + +After the _Cumberland_ sank, the ram turned her attention to the +_Congress_. Finding it difficult to get at her in the shoal water, she +began to knock her to pieces with her great rifle guns. The unequal +fight between the ironclad and the wooden ship lasted for perhaps half +an hour. By that time the commander of the _Congress_ had been killed, +and her decks looked like a slaughter-house. She was utterly unable to +make any impression on her foe, and finally she took fire and blew up. +The _Minnesota_ was the third victim marked for destruction, and the +_Merrimac_ began the attack upon her at once; but it was getting very +late, and as the water was shoal and she could not get close, the ram +finally drew back to her anchorage to wait until next day before +renewing and completing her work of destruction. + +All that night there was the wildest exultation among the Confederates, +while the gloom and panic of the Union men cannot be described. It was +evident that the United States ships-of-war were as helpless as +cockle-shells against their iron-clad foe, and there was no question +that she could destroy the whole fleet with ease and with absolute +impunity. This meant not only the breaking of the blockade, but the +sweeping away at one blow of the North's naval supremacy, which was +indispensable to the success of the war for the Union. It is small +wonder that during that night the wisest and bravest should have almost +despaired of the Union. + +But in the hour of the nation's greatest need a champion suddenly +appeared, in time to play the last scene in this great drama of sea +warfare. The North, too, had been trying its hand at building ironclads. +The most successful of them was the little _Monitor_, a flat-decked, +low, turreted ironclad, armed with a couple of heavy guns. She was the +first experiment of her kind, and her absolutely flat surface, nearly +level with the water, her revolving turret, and her utter unlikeness to +any pre-existing naval type, had made her an object of mirth among most +practical seamen; but her inventor, Ericsson, never despaired of her. +Under the command of a gallant naval officer, Captain Worden, she was +sent South from New York, and though she almost foundered in a gale she +managed to weather it, and reached the scene of the battle at Hampton +Roads at the hour of the nation's sorest need. + +Early the following morning the _Merrimac_ again steamed forth to take +up the work she had so well begun, and to destroy the Union fleet. She +steered straight for the _Minnesota_; but when she was almost there, to +her astonishment a strange-looking little craft advanced from the side +of the big wooden frigate and boldly barred the _Merrimac_'s path. For a +moment the Confederates could hardly believe their eyes. The _Monitor_ +was tiny compared to their ship, for she was not one-fifth the size, and +her queer construction and odd look made them look at their new foe with +contempt; but the first shock of battle did away with this feeling. The +_Merrimac_ turned on her foe her rifle guns, intending to blow her out +of the water, but the shot glanced from the thick iron turret of the +_Monitor_. Then the _Monitor_'s guns opened fire, and as the great balls +struck the sides of the ram the plates started and her timbers gave. Had +the _Monitor_ been such a vessel as those of her type produced later in +the war the ram would have been sunk then and there; but as it was her +shot was not quite heavy enough to pierce the iron walls. Around and +around the two strange combatants hovered, their guns bellowing without +cessation, while the men on the frigates and on shore watched the result +with breathless interest. Neither the _Merrimac_ nor the _Monitor_ could +dispose of its antagonist. The ram's guns could not damage the turret, +and the _Monitor_ was able to dexterously avoid the stroke of the +formidable prow. On the other hand, the shot of the _Monitor_ could not +penetrate the _Merrimac_'s tough sides. Accordingly, fierce though the +struggle was, and much though there was that hinged on it, it was not +bloody in character. The _Merrimac_ could neither destroy nor evade the +_Monitor_. She could not sink her when she tried to, and when she +abandoned her and turned to attack one of the other wooden vessels the +little turreted ship was thrown across her path, so that the fight had +to be renewed. Both sides grew thoroughly exhausted, and finally the +battle ceased by mutual consent. Nothing more could be done. The ram was +badly damaged, and there was no help for her save to put back to the +port whence she had come. Twice afterwards she came out, but neither +time did she come near enough to the _Monitor_ to attack her, and the +latter could not move off where she would cease to protect the wooden +ships. Tactically it was a drawn battle, neither ship being able to +damage the other, and both ships being fought to a standstill; but the +moral and material effects were wholly in favor of the _Monitor_. Her +victory was hailed with exultant joy throughout the whole Union, and +exercised a correspondingly depressing effect in the Confederacy, while +every naval man throughout the world who possessed eyes to see saw that +the fight in Hampton Roads had inaugurated a new era in ocean warfare, +and that the _Monitor_ and _Merrimac_, which had waged so gallant and so +terrible a battle, were the first ships of the new era, and that as such +their names would be forever famous. + + + + +A HINT. + +BY MARGARET E. SANGSTER. + + + If only you'll think of it, dearie, + When people are vexing and rude, + And be pleasant for two, + When one's scolding at you. + You will conquer the contrary mood. + + If only you'll think of it, dearie, + When a certain troublesome elf, + With pease in his shoes, + And a look of the blues, + Comes calling upon you himself-- + + If _only_ you'll think of it, dearie, + And laugh, like the sun, in his face, + He will scamper away; + You'll be happy all day; + And _I'd_ like to be in your place. + + + + +A CHINESE ENTERPRISE. + + +We are all more or less interested nowadays in China and the Chinese. +They are a curious people, and their customs are so different from those +of other nations that to us, who are proud of being civilized, they +sometimes seem quite ridiculous. What civilized nation would provide a +regular home for beggars, for instance--not as a matter of charity, for +all civilized people do that, but purely in the line of business? Yet +the Chinese do this, if the following story told by a German newspaper +is true. According to this journal, the _Kleine Chronik_, a joint-stock +company in Peking erected some years ago a large building termed +Ki-mao-fan, or hen-feather-house. It is to be used as a night refuge for +the begging population of the Celestial city. A monster feather-bed +covers the whole floor of one of the largest rooms. Old and young, all +are admitted without distinction. Each settles down for the night as +comfortably as he can in this ocean of feathers. At first each sleeper +received a small blanket, but it was found, subsequently, that these +blankets very soon disappeared, being probably appropriated by the +servants of the establishment, so an enormous common blanket, full of +round holes through which the beggars at rest on the feathers can thrust +their heads for air, was made, large enough to cover the floor of the +whole room. In the day-time this general blanket is drawn up to the +ceiling by ropes and pulleys, and at night, when all the company are in +their places, it is let down, and then the beggars have to look sharp to +get their heads through one of the holes lest they run a good chance of +being suffocated. The same in the morning, they must be careful to draw +their heads out of the hole at the first stroke of the tomtom, when the +blanket is again lifted from the huge nest lest they be drawn up to the +ceiling and hanged. + + + + +THE FORGOTTEN GUNS. + +BY EARLE TRACY. + + +Bascom and Captain Lazaré's boy Narcisse were diving near the croaker +bank. + +"Bet you I can stay under twice as long as you can," Bascom said, +as he and Narcisse balanced on the edge of a row-boat. +"One--two--three--jump!" + +There was a sharp smack as both boys hit the water at the same instant, +and then the ripples gurgled over them. The black head of Narcisse came +up again very soon, and he puffed and blew. He was a big, thick-set, +older boy than Bascom, but short-winded and inclined toward laziness. He +had time to turn on his back and catch his breath at leisure before +Bascom reappeared. "I was studyin' me 'bout goin' down aftah you," he +drawled. + +But Bascom did not answer until he had rested a minute with one hand on +the gunwale of the boat. He was very white. "I--beat--you," he panted at +last. "I--tole you--I would." His breath was coming back to him in big +draughts that he could scarcely swallow. + +"Yo' can beat me a-pullin' right now if yo' want to," Narcisse offered +as they climbed into the boat. + +Bascom was glad enough to take the oars. He was breathing again, and he +would rather do anything than keep still. He wanted to shout and clap +his hands and jump, but he did not wish to excite the curiosity of +Narcisse. The hot afternoon sun poured generously over them and dried +their bathing-suits into every-day clothes. + +A sound of hammering came from one of the schooners at anchor near the +landing. "I hear Captain Tony," Bascom said. "I reckon I'll get out +here." + +"I didn't guess yo'd pass by de little _Mystery_," Narcisse answered, +with a good-natured grin. All Potosi was used to Bascom's devotion to +the boat which he and Captain Tony had won by bringing it safely through +the great Gulf storm the year before. Narcisse was no sooner out of +sight, however, than Bascom forgot even the _Mystery_ in the excitement +it had been so hard to suppress. + +"Cap'n Tony," he cried, fairly stammering with eagerness--"Cap'n Tony-- +I--I--found a buried cannon on the croaker bank!" + +"W-w'at?" said Captain Tony, wondering. + +"It's all crusted up with barnacles, but I know it's a cannon," Bascom +insisted. "I felt all round it, and inside of it too." + +Captain Tony lifted his cap a little and then drew it down over his eyes +again incredulously. "I guess it can't be true," he said at last. "I +have never hear me 'bout any cannon sunk in de bay, an' I know all de +story of ole time." + +Bascom was prancing up and down in a perfect fever of impatience. "It +must have been ever so long ago, the pirates or the Spaniards," he said. +"An' if there's a cannon there must ha' been a ship sunk there, an' if +there was a ship there must be a treasure, an' we're not a-goin' to say +nothin' to nobody, but we're a-goin' to fish it all up!" + +Captain Tony put a hand on Bascom's shoulder to keep him from squirming. +"Yo' boy," he said, with the warm-hearted indulgence he always felt for +the young waif who had become his business partner, "I doan t'ink me dat +if dere is a cannon dere it will run off--not dis evenin'; an' faw de +treasure, it was without doubt mo' easy to remove. Mos' likely it run +away good w'ile ago." + +"Well, I'm goin' to look an' be sure," Bascom said. "We must get the +cannon, anyways, and have her on the _Mystery_." + +The Captain chuckled. "Us'es'll raise sail," he said, "an' jus' run out +befo' de breeze dies down." They might more easily have rowed, but Tony +and Bascom seldom went anywhere without the _Mystery_, except on land. + +When Narcisse was rowing leisurely toward his father's point on the back +bay, he saw the little _Mystery_ put out from shore and presently cast +anchor at the croaker bank, and he put two and two together clumsily. + +"Might 'a' known Bascom wouldn' drown hisse'f like dat faw fun," he +meditated. "He has suah foun' somet'ing." He rested on his oars and +pondered quite a while. "If Bascom has foun' somet'ing, I doan' see why +I didn' fin' it too. Maybe I did. My han' touched bottom, an' I +recollec' I felt somet'ing me. Bascom think he sma't not to have tell, +but I did not tell either, me;" and suddenly Narcisse set to rowing. + +After Bascom dropped anchor on the croaker bank, Captain Tony poised +himself and dived. Bascom waited for his reappearance, with hands +clinched. Tony did not stay under as long as the boy had, but he was +almost as excited as soon as he came up. + +"I didn' fin' 'em at de firs'," he panted, "but dere are two at de +leas'. I put my han' on dem. It mus' have been a great ship, but, I do +not know 'boud her. It mus' be ver', ver' ole, de mos' ole of all." + +"How can we get 'em up?" gasped Bascom. + +"Ah," said the Captain, "dat will be de troub'. It will take a win'lass +an' grapplin'-irons an' mo' men. It will be de question if it pay." + +"Couldn't us'es do it by ourselves?" Bascom pleaded. His whole little +self-dependent life had strengthened his tendency to look out for +himself. The more there were to work for the treasure the more there +would be to share it. + +"No," said the Captain. "Tek a pile of men to raise dose cannon." + +"Then," put in Bascom, eagerly--"then le's ask Captain Lazaré an' +Narcisse to help. Me an' Narcisse was here together when I found 'em." + +The Captain knit his brows and looked up the bay. "I guess dat a good +idea," he said. "Lazaré prett' sharp, but dey won't be much chance faw +anyt'ing but straight wo'k. I see dey's a-raisin' sail on de +_Alphonsine_." + +"I'll row across an' speak to him when he passes," said Bascom. + +But there was no need; Lazaré's schooner headed toward them from the +first. As it came slowly about and anchored close to theirs Captain Tony +gave Bascom a swift, inquiring glance, but Bascom shook his head. Then +he shouted cheerfully, + +"Ho there!" + +"It strange dat yo' are jus' wheah we come," Lazaré said. "Did Bascom +fin' it too?" + +"Find what?" said Bascom, on his guard. + +"At de bottom, w'en yo' was divin'," continued Lazaré, coolly. "Narcisse +he fin' somesing, an' I t'ought me I bettah jus' to come an' see w'at to +do 'boud it." + +"Narcisse didn't find nothin'," Bascom exclaimed, hotly. "He didn't stay +under a second. If he thinks he found anythin', what color was it, an' +how did it feel? Was it dead? An' where did it come from?" + +"I didn' want to drown myse'f like yo'," Narcisse answered. "I was faw +gettin' home and tellin'." + +"No you wa'n't," cried Bascom, fuming. "You know you wa'n't a-studyin' +about nothin'. You didn't look like you'd ever seed anythin' in your +life." + +"De way is," said Lazaré, "dat de one was jus' as big a fool as de +odder. Dey both come 'long pertendin', instead of talkin' it ovah like +men an' agreein' to share it. Have yo' been down yet, Tony, to see w'at +yo' t'ink?" + +"Yes," said Tony; "I been down. Us'es was sayin', Bascom an' me, dat +maybe yo'-all like to go in wid us raisin' dose cannon." Bascom pulled +his sleeve, but he went right on. "Dere may be a little money in sellin' +'em faw a show, an' den Bascom he say he want one on de _Mystery_." + +Bascom looked relieved, and Narcisse disgusted, but there was nothing to +gather from Captain Lazaré's face. + +"Dat was w'at I t'ought," he said. "Dere ain't nosing goin' on, an' +anysing we can make is dat much ahead." + +It was in this spirit that work was begun the next day. Not a word was +said about the possibility of treasure, yet everyone knew that they were +treasure-hunting. In these haunts of the old pirates children were +brought up on legends of buried gold. But Bascom became perfectly +absorbed in the guns. They could not be accounted for. No one in all the +country remembered seeing or hearing of the wreck of a war-vessel in the +bay. Nothing like that had happened during the war; the bay was too +shallow for any modern ships. Its shoals were what had made it so +attractive to the pirates, but the fate of all the pirate boats was +known, and none had ever been lost there, nor had they ever sunk a +victim inside the islands. Everything pointed to the old discoverers, +the Spaniards and the Frenchmen. Bascom, who had taken small interest in +the history of that or any other region, began to cram his mind eagerly +with everything in the shape of legend or record or theory until the +early days of the coast were at his fingers' ends. + +The bay was thick with boats to watch the raising of the first gun. It +had taken a long time to get the grappling-irons fastened. There was not +a suit of diving armor to be had, and the men were obliged to go down +again and again before they could pry the gun far enough out of its hard +bed of shells to be grasped. When at last they felt it yielding to the +windlass there was a big cheer, and then a breathless pause. The gun +came on deck coated with shells and almost choked with barnacles and +rust. Bascom flung himself atop of it and began to scrape. The others +crowded over him. But there were no distinguishing marks. What he could +disclose of the gun's surface showed it to be of some alloy similar to +bronze. It was simply formed, and though not like any modern gun, +neither Bascom with his new knowledge, nor anyone else who saw it, could +find anything by which to guess its age. Of all the queer things that +from time to time had made their appearance in Pontomoc Bay it was the +most mysterious. + +"You should sell it to some big museum," said a New Orleans man who had +come aboard from his row-boat. + +"They'll have to pay us'es our price before they gets it," Bascom said; +"things don't come so cheap that have been laid by and saved so keerful +for hundreds and hundreds of years." + +"They are mo' of them down there," began Captain Lazaré, whose gray hair +was wet and clinging to his hard old head from diving to superintend. +"Le's not be a-wastin' time, boys." + +"I would bring up everything there is in the way of wreckage," added the +gentleman; "it may help to identify the guns." + +But nothing that was ever said or found threw any light. The fragments +of worm-eaten timber which they brought up seemed to have been rudely +hewn, and riveted with wooden pegs for bolts. It was old, old, old--and +there the story ended. + +On the day that they were raising the sixth gun, the last they ever +found, Bascom and Narcisse went down as usual. Bascom had been under +longer, and was just about to rise when the hook under the lifted end of +the cannon was repelled by something hard. He dug down, and his hand +felt what was unmistakably the corner of a chest. Narcisse caught sight +of the motion and put his hand in too, then he sprang up, pushing Bascom +down with his foot while he rose. + +"I foun' a chest!" he gasped, coming up. "I foun' the treasure!" + +"Wheah? How big?" cried Lazaré, and they crowded round the boy. But some +one noticed the blank water and raised another cry, + +"Where's Bascom?" + +Captain Tony drew one deep breath, thrust his hands above his head, and +sprang into the water. Narcisse stood still a moment, big eyes big with +horror, then he followed overboard. + +[Illustration: THE CAPTAIN REAPPEARED AND LIFTED BASCOM'S HEAD ABOVE +WATER.] + +It seemed a breathless age before the Captain reappeared and lifted +Bascom's limp head above water. A dozen hands pulled them on deck and +fell to work on Bascom. + +"He'll come out," prayed the Captain through his teeth; "he got to come +out. My boy--Bascom--" + +Narcisse climbed up the schooner's side, but no one noticed him, and he +hung in torture outside the group surrounding Bascom. + +"He'd run his arm under de end of de cannon and de grapplin'-hook," +Captain Tony was saying, "an' dey had settle back onto him, an' he had +not the strength lef' to pull out. I doan' understan' how it could have +settle on him like dat; but he will come out. He got to come out." + +Narcisse, hearing all this, sneaked away into the cabin. He had had no +wish to hurt Bascom even when he pushed him down; it was just the +temptation to be ahead for once. + +At last there was a step down the ladder. Captain Tony came and sank +onto the bench opposite. He did not see Narcisse; he was talking to +himself, and his voice trembled. "My little pa'dnah," he said; "he was +so wil' 'boud dat treasure--an' proud 'boud dem ole cannon. T'ink of dat +little chap weatherin' de big sto'm wid me. He was the stuff--" + +Narcisse reached over and clutched timidly at the Captain's leg. "Ain't +dere--no chance--lef'?" he begged. + +Tony started, and gazed at the boy and tried to speak, but his voice +broke into a sob. He reached over and patted Narcisse. "He--he comin' +out," he said. "He be all right. I couldn' get long widout him." + +Narcisse shrank back again, the better part of him ashamed to receive +Tony's kindness. A moment later he crept past and went on deck. A few of +the men still hovered around Bascom, who lay on the deck, very white, +very sick, very washed-looking, but open-eyed and breathing. Most of +them, however, were busy again, at the windlass, and were just hauling +up the last gun. It had to be lifted before the treasure could be gotten +out, but no time was given to it after it was landed on the deck. Only +Bascom, who, in spite of his weakness, wanted to be where he could watch +the raising of the treasure, was brought and pillowed on it, an old +tarpaulin being folded over to keep him from feeling the shells. + +The chest had been so deeply bedded under the gun that it was the +hardest of all to raise; but at last it began to come, and Bascom +struggled up from his gun to watch it swing, dripping, to the deck. It +was wooden, oblong in shape, and very heavy; the edges were worn off and +crumbling. + +"If it hadn' been covered so deep it wouldn' have keep so well as it +has," said Captain Lazaré, waving the other men back, but trying not to +look eager or excited. + +Captain Tony bent over it with him. "I doan' see the fastenin'," he +said. "I guess we cut into him. It will be ver' easy at dis end." And he +began chipping where the wood was most decayed. + +It was the only thing to do, and yet, as the men stood with gaping +mouths waiting for the lid to yield, Bascom felt a new ache at his heart +to see the uncouth relic damaged. A great chunk of it gave way, and +every one bent forward. Still there was nothing to be seen but wood. +Lazaré caught the axe from Tony's hand and gave the thing a mighty blow +that sent a dull rent through it. He pried it apart with the blade and +laid it open. He had split in two a block of solid wood. + +"It--it was one of the old gun-carriages!" cried Bascom, and sank back +upon his austere pillow. + +Captain Tony lifted his cap a little, and then pulled it down over his +eyes again. Stooping, he measured the two sections of wood. Then, +turning to Lazaré, he asked, "Is it a fair divide?" + +Lazaré covered his feelings with a comical shrug, but Narcisse and both +the crews looked whipped with disappointment, and eyed the innocent old +block resentfully. Bascom motioned to have it brought alongside his gun. + +"I don't see," he said, afterward, "what better an old party like that +could have done, comin' from so far, than to bring his comforts with him +instead of presents for folks he didn't know." + +Bascom never told what Narcisse had done to him under water, and the gun +that had had a share in it was used to keeping its own counsel. It and +its comrades were left in his care, and when he saw that they would be +awkward ballast on the _Mystery_, they were piled together on Tony's +beach to wait a purchaser. The faith which Bascom had had in them staid +with him, although public interest in them died out, and they were +forgotten again. But Bascom was always working with them, and polishing +them, and talking to them when he had the time. + +"It's queer how you all staid there so quiet, and waited hundreds an' +hundreds an' hundreds of years--just for me," he said to them. "I wisht +I could only find out where you come from, and what you're calculatin' +for me to do. You didn't come for nothin', I make sure of that." + +But the guns with all their sleeping possibilities of voice lay still. + + + + +MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE. + +BY AGNES LITTLETON. + + +Part III. + +[Illustration: Decorative T] + +he next morning at ten o'clock two frightened and trembling maidens +presented themselves at the door of Miss Briggs's house on Madison +Avenue. It was all out of order, to be sure, for them to be calling at +such an hour, for it was the time appointed for their lessons, and +yesterday had been a holiday also on account of the fair; but Miss +Briggs's word was to a certain extent law in the family, and governesses +and masters were asked to defer their coming. + +The mothers of Millicent and Peggy had little idea as to why their +cousin wished to see them, for neither girl dared to confess her +atrocious deed. In fact, Millicent herself did not know of Peggy's poem. +Peggy was putting off the evil moment as long as possible, when she +should be forced to give an account of what she had done. + +She was really very much ashamed of herself. She had lain awake half the +night thinking of what a rude, unladylike, childish trick she had been +guilty. + +"From first to last it has been silly," she groaned. "It was perfectly +hateful of me to make Milly send her poetry and turn her into a +laughing-stock, even though no one knows it was she who wrote them, and +it was ridiculous for me to put that one in about Cousin Appolina. And +it isn't very funny, either. I might have made a better one while I was +about it. Oh dear! oh dear! I wish I hadn't been born a joker! I'll +never get to England now, not for years and years, for papa declares he +won't take me himself until I have finished school. And when he hears +about this, for, of course, Cousin Appolina will tell the whole family, +what _will_ he say! Oh, oh! Unfortunate wretch that I am!" + +Thus Peggy. Millicent, in the mean time, across the street, was in a no +less unhappy frame of mind. + +"What can it be?" said she to herself. "Cousin Appolina could not have +found out then about the slippers, for she seemed to be in a very +pleasant mood when she came to the poetry-table. What in the world made +her buy all the poems? She must have come upon one that she liked, or +one that she didn't like, that made her buy them all. Probably that she +didn't like, but which one, I wonder?" + +But as I have said, they rang Miss Briggs's door-bell, punctual to the +moment. James, the melancholy footman, seemed even more solemn than +usual as he ushered them up the stairs to the door of Miss Briggs's +library. + +"Miss Reid and Miss Margaret Reid," he announced, in a sepulchral voice, +and withdrew, leaving them to their fate. + +Miss Briggs sat at her desk writing. She gave the girls a cold +good-morning, and motioned them to be seated. She continued to write, +and her quill pen travelled briskly across the page, scratching loudly. +Millicent's heart sank. The slippers were placed in reproachful +prominence upon the top of the desk. The poems were not to be seen. + +After some minutes' silence, broken only by a deep-drawn sigh from +Milly, a warning cough from Peggy, and the scratching of the quill, Miss +Briggs turned in her chair and faced them. She removed the spectacles +which she had worn when writing, and raised her lorgnette. The girls +thought that no stern judge in the days of witchcraft could have +appeared more formidable. She scrutinized them piercingly, coldly, +judicially. Then she spoke. + +"I have asked you to come to me, young ladies, that some small matters +may be cleared up. Who wrote that poetry?" It was not the slippers +entirely, then. It was "To a Pearl in an Oyster-shell"; and Peggy would +go to England. Millicent's eyes were on the ground, the color came and +went in her cheeks, her head drooped. + +"I did," she faltered. + +"Just as I thought. No one but you, you silly scrap of sentiment, would +be guilty of writing such trash. It is now consigned to its proper +destination;" and she pointed to a large scrap-basket which the girls +had not before noticed, and which was filled to overflowing with the +ill-fated booklets. "I have looked through them all, and find nothing +but harmless trash, with one exception. As you may suppose, it is this +one;" and from under some papers on her desk she drew another. + +"I suppose it is the sonnet to 'A Pearl in an Oyster-shell,'" gasped +Millicent. "I am sorry, Cousin Appolina, that it went in. I--" + +"Pearl in an oyster-shell? Nonsense! What do I care about pearls in +oyster-shells? Do not try any of those evasions with me; they are of no +use. I am shocked, pained, astonished that one of my own kith and kin, +the daughter of my cousin Van Aspinwall Reid, should have been guilty of +such--such--well, words fail me!--such gross impertinence!" + +Millicent forgot her misery, and stared at Miss Briggs in astonishment. +"I don't know what you mean, Cousin Appolina, unless it is the +slippers." + +"Slippers! Yes, you may well allude to the slippers, but the next time +you send my gifts to be sold pray be more careful. I drew one of them on +my foot this morning and felt the crunch of paper in the toe. I examined +the paper, and found it to be this." + +Miss Appolina rose and held a small white card toward Millicent. This is +what was written upon it: + + "For Millicent, with love and good wishes for a Merry Christmas + and Happy New Year, from her cousin, Appolina Briggs." + +"I notice that the check which I sent with the slippers was carefully +removed. _That_ did not go to the fair," added Miss Briggs, grimly, as +she again seated herself. + +Millicent burst into tears. All this time Peggy's mind was busy. A +terrible temptation stared her in the face. No one seemed to suspect her +of having written the lines about her cousin; if she did not confess it, +who would know it? + +After all, it would do no further harm to Millicent's prospects if +Cousin Appolina continued to think that she wrote them, for she would +not be chosen to go to England now under any circumstances on account of +the slippers. + +Should Peggy remain quiet and let it pass? Not a creature but herself +knew what she had done, and it would be easy enough to continue to hide +it. + +"Cousin Appolina," said Millicent, finding her voice at last, "I am so +sorry! You see, I hadn't worn the slippers, for the ones you gave me +before are still as good as new, and I had nothing to send to the fair, +for I don't do any fancy-work, and I thought--perhaps--you wouldn't +mind. I didn't notice the paper." + +"Evidently not; but what if the shoes had fallen into other hands than +mine? What if-- But all this amounts to nothing compared with your +positive outrageousness in writing those lines about me and sending them +to be sold." + +"Cousin Appolina, what do you mean?" cried Millicent. "I didn't mean +you." + +"Mean me?" repeated Miss Briggs, in wrath. "To whom, then, were you +referring? Is there _another_ Miss Appolina B.?" + +"I can't imagine what you are talking about, honestly, Cousin Appolina, +but I really did not mean that you were the pearl in the oyster-shell. I +wrote it about some one else." + +"Pearl in the oyster-shell! Do not dare to mention that pearl or that +oyster-shell again. I am tired of hearing of them both. And do not +pretend that you do not understand me, Millicent. You are not so stupid +as all that, though I must say you were extraordinarily dull of +comprehension when you sent those verses to the fair, and it was +astonishingly like you to do it, too. No, this is what I am referring +to. Now, what have you to say for yourself?" + +She thrust the unlucky booklet at her cousin, and began to walk the +floor. + +Millicent read the verses: + + "Who is a dame of high degree? + Who's always scolded little me? + Who is a sight strange for to see? + Miss Appolina B. + + "Who cannot with her friends agree? + Who loves to feed on cakes and tea? + Who prides herself on her pedigree? + Miss Appolina B. + + "Who'll soon set sail across the sea? + Who will not take her cousins three? + Who is an ancient, awful she? + Miss Appolina B." + +"Who else would have written that about the 'cousins three'" thundered +Miss Briggs, as she walked. "And, besides, you have already confessed +that you are the author of the rhymes. What more is needed? As for my +pedigree, is there a better one in all New York? I may be ancient and I +may be awful, but at least I am aristocratic. Cakes and tea forsooth! +You have had the last cakes and tea you will ever have in my house. +Margaret"--suddenly stopping in front of Peggy--"Margaret, I have +decided that you shall be the one to go abroad with me. I have made up +my mind to that, now that Millicent has confessed that she wrote the +poetry. Yesterday I was in doubt as to which one of you had written it, +so I requested you both to come to me, but in the mean time I have read +the other poems, and even before Millicent acknowledged it, I knew that +they had emanated from no pen but hers! No one else could have been +capable of such trash. We will sail, Margaret, on the 1st of June." + +Still, Peggy held her peace. She would wait and see what Millicent said. +Millicent, too, was silent. At first her astonishment upon reading the +verses deprived her of the power of speech. Who in the world could have +written them, and how did they get among her poems at the fair? She felt +stupefied; but slowly a glimmering of the truth dawned upon her. + +She knew that the author of the lines was either her sister or her +cousin. + +It did not seem like Joan to do it, and yet it was not possible that it +could have been Peggy or she would boldly confess it now. It must be +Joanna. Whichever it was, Millicent would not speak. The innocent had +suffered for the guilty before this. There was no chance whatever of her +being chosen for England on account of the slippers, therefore she would +not spoil the prospects of the others. She could suffer for two offences +as easily as for one. + +She rose, placed the verses upon Miss Briggs's desk, and stood before +her relative. + +"I am very sorry," she said; "I did not know those verses were there. +I--I--apologize with all my heart. May I go now?" + +"Yes, you may go, and do not come to the house again until you at least +appear to be more ashamed of your conduct. You are absolutely +unrepentant, I see. Go! Margaret, my dear, I should be glad to have you +stay and talk over our trip." + +Millicent left the house feeling as if she were walking in a dream. What +could it all mean? Of course it was Joan. What a strange thing for the +child to do! And how cleverly she had hidden it! + +When she was told of the transaction at the fair, of how Cousin Appolina +had bought all the poems, she had only laughed and thought it a good +joke, and was glad that Millicent's poetry was appreciated. And she went +off to school that morning as light-heartedly as possible. Her last +words had been: + +"I hope you will get through all right with Cousin Appolina, Milly +darling, and I _hope_ she hasn't found out about the slippers, and that +you will be the one to go to England." + +And yet it must have been Joan, for Peggy would certainly have confessed +had it been she. + +Millicent walked slowly homeward. The French teacher was awaiting her, +and her singing master was to come directly afterward, but her lessons +did not receive very close attention that day. + +In the mean time Peggy was left with her cousin. + +"I am astonished at Millicent," said Miss Briggs, as the door closed. "I +always suspected that she was silly, but I never supposed she could be +impertinent. I shall not mention it in the family, Margaret, and I shall +be obliged to you if you will not either. I would not for the world have +either her father or yours know what--what she has said about me." + +Still, Peggy was strangely silent. She was glad that it was not to be +told. She had less compunction about not confessing if the family were +not to know it. Now they would merely think it a whim of Cousin +Appolina's that she was the one chosen for the voyage. + +She did not enter with great heartiness into the plans for the summer, +and Miss Briggs soon dismissed her. + +"But come in again at five o'clock and have some 'cakes and tea,'" she +said, with great meaning. "My poor cakes and tea! Oh, it was outrageous! +I shall never pardon Millicent." + +So Peggy went home, or rather to her uncle's house, for the girls shared +the school-room there. After lessons were over, and they were left alone +together, Peggy broke the silence. + +"Did you write those lines to Cousin Appolina, Mill?" + +"No; of course not, Peggy. It must have been Joan." + +"Do you really think so?" + +"Yes; and I feel dreadfully about it. Not so much because I will lose +the trip, but because she has been so deceitful. I can't understand it. +To think, too, of your being the one to go, after all." + +"But why didn't you tell Cousin Appolina that you didn't write it?" + +"It wasn't worth while. I knew it must have been either you or Joan, and +I thought if you did it you would say so. If Joan did it--well, Peggy, I +didn't want to. I feel dreadfully about Joan's having done it. I shall +talk to the child, and-- But I can't bear to think she did it, and I +would rather have Cousin Appolina think it was I than little Joan." + +"You are very generous," said Peggy. + +"No, I am not. I shouldn't be the one to go, anyhow. Of course the whole +thing is terribly dishonorable, but I must save Joan." + +Peggy said nothing for a long time. Then she asked, "What time does Joan +get home to-day?" + +"Not until late, for she is going to lunch with one of the girls, and +then to the Dog Show with her." + +"Well, I must go home. I'll see you again before the day is over." And +Peggy departed to her own house. "What a good girl Millicent is," she +thought. "I have laughed at her and made endless fun of her for her +poetry-making, I have thought she was stupid over her lessons, and not +half as bright or as much to be admired as myself, and here she is ten +times more generous, ten times more honorable, ten times better than I +am in every way. I am a wretch, a conceited, deceitful, mean, stuck-up, +and everything else that is horrible wretch. But I don't want to give up +and tell Cousin Appolina that I did it." + +At twenty minutes of five that afternoon Peggy again appeared in +Millicent's room. An odor of smoke filled the air, and Milly seemed to +be wrestling with the tongs and some burning paper at the fireplace. + +"What are you doing?" asked Peggy, much surprised. "Building a fire this +warm day?" + +"I--I--am burning my--my poetry," replied Millicent, struggling with her +tears as well as with the tones. "I am never going to write another +line. Every one laughed so that I don't believe there is much real +poetry in it, and I am never, never going to write again. What a horrid +smell that m-morocco c-cover makes!" + +Peggy would have laughed had she been in a happier frame of mind. As it +was, she said, solemnly: "Open the window and leave the room to air off, +Mill. I want you to come out with me. I am going to Cousin Appolina's." + +"But I can't go there, Peggy. You know she told me not to come again." + +"You must, Milly. You really must. I will be responsible for it. I can't +go alone. You _must_ go with me." + +Finally Millicent put on her hat, and for the second time that day the +two set forth for their cousin's house. + +Miss Briggs was in her drawing-room. The tea tray had just been placed +before her, the celebrated cakes reposed in the old silver cake basket +conveniently at hand, the man had left the room, when again the Misses +Reid were announced. + +Miss Briggs looked up and raised her lorgnette. + +"You have made a mistake," she said. "I am not at home to Millicent." + +"Yes, you are, Cousin Appolina!" cried Peggy, rushing forward and +causing a bronze Hermes to totter as she brushed past it--"yes, you are +more at home to Milly than you are to me. For she didn't write them, +Cousin Appolina. She didn't write the lines about you. I have brought +her with me to hear me confess. She is as innocent as--as that piece of +statuary. I wrote the verses. _I_ did!" + +For a moment there was an alarming silence, but Peggy, having once begun +her confession, courageously continued. + +"I did it to frighten Milly. I put it in the box, but 'way underneath, +for her to see when the poems came home. I thought it would be such fun +to watch her when she read it, and found it had been to the fair with +the others. Of course it was just my luck to have you find it, but, it +was a silly, foolish thing to do, just as it was perfectly horrid of me +to make Milly send her own verses to the fair. That was my fault, too. I +urged her to do it just to get some fun out of it, and I didn't get a +bit. + +"Then this morning, when you thought Milly had written them all, and she +didn't say anything, I thought I would let it pass, for I wanted +dreadfully to go to England, and I knew that her chances were over on +account of the slippers. Well, I was firm about it for an hour or so, +and then I found how generous Milly was to say nothing, and she thought +Joan had done it, and was going to scold her, and-- Oh, well, I don't +think it pays to deceive! I never was so unhappy in my life as I have +been to-day. Milly, you dear old soul, say you forgive me!" + +During this long speech Millicent had time to think the matter over. Her +chief feeling was one of thankfulness that it was not Joanna who had +done this thing. And Millicent had a sweet nature and never harbored +anger very long. + +Of course it was a dreadful thing for Peggy to have done, but her cousin +knew how dearly she loved a joke, and though it had been wrong for her +to deceive Miss Briggs and herself this morning, she had not kept it up +long, and it was easy to see that she was sorry enough for it now. + +So when Peggy asked her to forgive her, Millicent's answer was a warm +kiss. + +"And have I nothing to forgive?" + +It was Miss Briggs who put the question. + +"Yes, of course you have, Cousin Appolina! I am terribly sorry that I +ever did such a thing. It was rude, impertinent, everything that was +bad. I hope you will forgive me. Of course it is all true, but I needn't +have said it." + +"True?" + +"Why, yes. You know you are a dame of high degree, and you have always +scolded me, and in your winter bonnet and big fur cape you +were--er--well, a sight rather strange for to see. And it is perfectly +true you are soon going to set sail across the sea and you won't take us +all three, and sometimes, you know, Cousin Appolina, you don't agree +very well, especially with me. And you do love cakes and tea, but so do +I, so that isn't anything. And you say yourself you pride yourself on +your pedigree." + +"And no one has a better right. But there is one line that you have left +out. You called me an _ancient, awful she_!" + +Peggy paused. + +"I know," she said, slowly, "that was dreadful, but--but it is partly +true. I suppose you can't truthfully call yourself very young, Cousin +Appolina, and sometimes you can be very awful." + +Another pause. + +"You may both go home," said Miss Briggs. + +And they went. + +[Illustration: MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE] + +On the 1st of June Miss Appolina Briggs sailed for England, accompanied +by her maid and by her young cousin, Joanna Reid. And Millicent and +Peggy stood on the wharf and waved them a sad farewell. + +THE END. + + + + +SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES. + +BY KIRK MUNROE. + + +CHAPTER XXI. + +A YUKON MINING CAMP. + +The supper provided by the hospitable miners was a good one, and +heartily did our travellers enjoy it; but while they are appeasing the +extraordinary appetites that they acquired somewhere in the Alaskan +wilderness, let us take a look at this most northern of American mining +camps. + +To begin with, although it is at the junction of Forty Mile Creek and +the Yukon River, it is not in Alaska, but about twenty miles east of the +boundary in Northwest Territory, which is one of the sub-divisions of +Canada. The most recent name of this camp is "Mitchell," but all old +Yukon miners know it as Camp Forty Mile. At the time of Phil Ryder's +visit it contained nearly two hundred log cabins, two stores, including +the one that he established in the name of his friend, Gerald Hamer, two +saloons, both of which were closed for the season, and a small cigar +factory. Although the winter population was only about three hundred, in +summer-time it is much larger, as many of the miners come out in the +fall and return before the 15th of June, at which date, according to +Yukon mining law, every man owning a claim must be on the ground or it +may be "jumped." + +Forty Mile is what is known as a placer camp, which means that its gold +is found in minute particles or "dust" in soft earth, from which it can +be washed in sluices or rockers. Into one of these a stream of water is +turned that sweeps away all the dirt and gravel, allowing the heavier +gold to sink to the bottom, where it is caught and held by cross-bars or +"riffles." + +Although gold has been discovered at many points along the Yukon and its +branches, the deposit at Forty Mile is the richest yet worked, and has +paid as high as $300 to a man for a single day's labor; $12,000 worth of +gold was cleared by one miner in a three months' season, and a $500 +nugget has been found; but most of the miners are content if they can +make "ounce wages," or sixteen dollars per day, while the average for +the camp is not over $8 per day during the short season of that arctic +region. + +Sluices can only be worked during three or four months of summer-time; +then come the terrible eight or nine months of winter when the mercury +thinks nothing of dropping to 60° or 70° below zero, and the whole world +seems made of ice. Strange as it may appear, the summer weather of this +region is very hot, 85° in the shade, and 112° in the sun being +frequently reached by the mercury. During the summer months, too, the +entire Yukon Valley is as terribly infested with mosquitoes as is any +mangrove swamp of the tropics. Thus the hardy miner who penetrates it in +his search for gold is made to suffer from one cause or another during +every month of the year. + +In spite of the summer heat the ground never thaws to a depth of more +than five or six feet, below which it is solidly frozen beyond any point +yet reached by digging. Under the dense covering of moss, six to +eighteen inches thick, by which the greater part of Alaska is +overspread, it does not thaw more than a few inches. Consequently the +most important item of a Yukon miner's winter work is the stripping of +this moss from his claim in order that next summer's sun may have a +chance to thaw it to working depth. + +There were no women nor children at Forty Mile, and there were few +amusements, but there was plenty of hard work in both summer when the +sun hardly sets at all, and in the winter when he barely shows his face +above the southern horizon. Besides the laborious task of +moss-stripping, the miner must saw out by hand all lumber for sluices +and rockers. He must build his own cabin and fashion its rude furniture, +besides doing all of his own house-work and cooking. He also expects to +do a certain amount of hunting and trapping during the winter months, so +that his time, unless he be very lazy, is fully occupied. But lazy men +are not apt to reach Forty Mile, for the journey from Juneau, in +southern Alaska, which is the largest city in the Territory, as well as +the nearest outfitting point for the diggings, is so filled with peril +and the roughest kind of hard work as to deter any but men of the most +determined energy. + +At Juneau, Yukon travellers provide themselves with an outfit of +snow-shoes, sledges, tents, fur clothing, provisions, and whatever else +seems to them necessary. Starting in the early spring they proceed by +boat to the Chilkat country, seventy miles distant, and to the head of +Chilkoot Inlet. From there they set forth on a terrible mountain climb +over snow many feet in depth, where they are in constant danger from +avalanches, and cross the coast range by a pass that rises 3000 feet +above timber line. On the opposite side they strike the head-waters of +the Yukon, which they follow through a series of six lakes, sledging +over their still ice-bound waters, and rafting down their connecting +links, in which are seething rapids, dark gorges, and roaring cańons, +around which all goods must be carried on men's backs. After some 200 +miles of these difficulties have been passed, trees must be felled, +lumber sawed, cut, and boats constructed for the remaining 500 miles of +the weary journey. + +As it would not pay to transport freight by this route, all provisions +and other supplies for the diggings are shipped from San Francisco by +sea to St. Michaels, where they are transferred to small river steamers +like the _Chimo_, and so after being many months on the way, finally +reach their destination. By this time their value has become so enhanced +or "enchanted," as the miners say, that Phil Ryder found flour selling +for $30 per barrel, bacon at 35 cents per pound, beans at 25 cents per +pound, canned fruit at 60 cents per pound, coarse flannel shirts at $8 +each, rubber boots at $18 per pair, and all other goods at proportionate +rates. Even sledge dogs such as he had purchased at Anvik for $5 or $6 +each were here valued at $25 apiece. + +In view of these facts it is no wonder that the news of another steamer +on the river bringing a saw-mill to supply them with lumber, machinery +with which to work the frozen but gold-laden earth of their claims, and +a large stock of goods to be sold at about one-half the prevailing +prices, created a very pleasant excitement among the miners of that +wide-awake camp. + +On the day following his arrival, and after a careful survey of the +situation, Phil rented the largest building in the place, paying one +month's rent in advance, and giving its owner an order on Gerald Hamer +for the balance until the time of the _Chimo_'s arrival. This building +had been used as a saloon, and was conveniently located close by the +steamboat landing facing the river. Into it the sledge party moved all +their belongings, including the seventeen wolf-skins, which now formed +rugs for their floor as well as coverings for several split-log benches. +Serge and the two Indians at once started up the river with the sledges +for a supply of firewood, which was a precious article in Forty Mile at +that time, leaving Phil and Jalap Coombs to clean the new quarters and +render them habitable; while the latter, with a sailor's neat deftness, +attended to this work, Phil busied himself with a pot of black paint and +a long breadth of cotton cloth. At this he labored with such diligence +that in an hour's time a huge sign appeared above the entrance to the +building and stretched across its entire front. On it, in letters so +large that they could be plainly read from the river, was painted the +legend, "Yukon Trading Company, Gerald Hamer, Agent." + +This promise of increased business facilities was greeted by a round of +hearty cheers from a group of miners who had assembled to witness the +raising of the new sign, and when Jalap Coombs finished tacking up his +end one of these stepped up to him with a keen scrutiny. Finally he +said. "Stranger, may I be so bold as to ask who was the best friend you +ever had?" + +"Sartain you may," replied the sailorman, "seeing as I'm allers proud to +mention the name of old Kite Roberson, and likewise claim him for a +friend." + +[Illustration: "WHY, MATEY, DON'T YOU REMEMBER THE OLD BRIG 'BETSY?"] + +"I thought so!" cried the delighted miner, thrusting out a great hairy +paw. "I thought I couldn't be mistook in that figger-head, and I knowed +if you was the same old Jalap I took ye to be that Kite Roberson +wouldn't be fur off. Why, matey, don't you remember the old brig +_Betsy_? Have you clean forgot Skiff Bettens?" + +"Him that went into the hold and found the fire and put it out, and was +drug up so nigh dead from smoke that he didn't breathe nateral agin fur +a week? Not much I hain't forgot him, and I'm nigh about as glad to see +him as if he were old Kite hisself!" exclaimed Jalap Coombs, in joyous +tones. Then he introduced Mr. Skiff Betten, ex-sailor and now Yukon +miner, to Phil, and pulled him into the house, and there was no more +work to be got out of Jalap Coombs that day. + +Phil had also been recognized. That is, Mr. Platt Riley had asked him if +he were the son of his father, and when Phil admitted the relationship, +told him that he had a father to be proud of every minute of his life. +Didn't he know? for hadn't he, Platt Riley, worked side by side with Mr. +John Ryder prospecting in South Africa, where every ounce of grit that a +white man had in him was bound to show itself? "To be certain he had, +and now he was proud to shake the hand of John Ryder's son, and if there +was anything John Ryder's son wanted in that camp why he, Platt Riley, +was the man to get it for him." + +So our sledge travellers found that even in that remote mining camp, +buried from the world beneath the snows of an arctic winter, they were +among friends. This, coupled with all that they had undergone in +reaching it, made it seem to them a very pleasant and comfortable place +in which to rest awhile. + +And it was necessary that they should stay there for a time. They must +cultivate friendly business relations with the miners on Gerald Hamer's +account, and find out what class of goods were most in demand; for never +until now had Phil realized the responsibility with which he had been +entrusted. He must prepare a full report to send back by Kurilla and +Chitsah, who could not be tempted to venture any further away from their +homes. The dogs must be well rested before they would be fitted for the +second and most difficult half of the long journey. Above all, Phil felt +that, as representative of the Yukon Trading Company, he must be on hand +to meet the agents of its old-established rival, and defend his far-away +friend from the false reports they were certain to spread concerning +him. + +He wondered why Goldollar and Strengel did not appear, and dreaded to +meet them; but at the same time longed to have the disagreeable +encounter over with as quickly as possible. So many times each day did +he gaze long and fixedly across the broad white plain of the Yukon. At +length, on the eighth day after their arrival at Forty-Mile, his eye was +caught by some moving black dots that he felt certain must be the +expected sledges. + + +CHAPTER XXII. + +THE NEW ARRIVAL AT FORTY MILE. + +The man known as Strengel was probably as great a rascal as could be +found in all Alaska. His sole object in shipping aboard the steamer +_Norsk_ at San Francisco had been to make his way, by fair means or +foul, to the Yukon gold fields, of which he had gained extravagant +ideas. On the night before the _Norsk_ left St. Michaels he stole from +the chests of several of his shipmates such small sums of money as they +contained, slipped into a canoe, and deserted the ship. He remained in +hiding until she sailed, and then, claiming to have been discharged at +his own request, offered his services to Gerald Hamer in exchange for a +passage to Forty Mile. This proposition being accepted, and Strengel +regularly shipped as one of the _Chimo_'s crew, he made a secret +proposal to the old company through one of its clerks, who happened to +be Simon Goldollar, to so delay and cripple Gerald Hamer's expedition, +that he should be forced to abandon it. In attempting to carry out this +programme he was foiled by Phil Ryder's quick wit and prompt action. + +Making his way back to St. Michaels, after Phil set him ashore at the +Pastolik wood-yard, Strengel fell in with Jalap Coombs, and, in company +with Goldollar, so managed the money affairs of that unsuspecting sailor +that he was unwittingly made to defray all their expenses to Forty Mile, +though he only expected to accompany them a short distance up the river. +Strengel's sole object was still to reach the gold fields; while +Goldollar was intent on winning a reputation for himself by forestalling +Gerald Hamer at Forty Mile, and at the same time inflicting what injury +he could on Phil Ryder. From the outset they agreed to rid themselves of +Jalap Coombs at some point so far up the river that he must necessarily +remain where they left him for the rest of the winter. They learned at +Nulato that the _Chimo_ was frozen in at Anvik, but took care that this +information should not reach Jalap Coombs, whom they soon afterwards so +cruelly deserted. + +As they travelled beyond the point where they left him, the well-mated +pair had such frequent and bitter quarrels, that when Simon Goldollar +fell seriously ill, Strengel did not hesitate to rob him of what money +he carried and desert him at a native village near the abandoned +trading-post of Fort Yukon. Before doing this he discharged the Indians +who had come with them from Nulato, and sent them back, telling them +that he should remain with his sick friend until he recovered or died. +As soon as they were gone he engaged other natives, and set out for the +diggings that had for so long been the goal of his desires. + +He planned to enter Forty Mile under a new name, and as a traveller from +one of the interior Hudson Bay trading-posts, who was ignorant of the +lower Yukon, its people, and its happenings. He was confident that Jalap +Coombs would never appear to contradict him, and almost equally certain +that Simon Goldollar would never reach Forty Mile. If by a miracle he +should recover from his illness he was helpless to continue his journey +before the boats came up in the summer, by which time the man who had +robbed and deserted him would be lost to sight amid the season's rush of +prospectors. In the mean time he had plenty of money to live on until he +should meet with an opportunity for making a strike of some kind. + +Thus it was that on a pleasant day of late January Mr. Strengel +approached the mining camp of Forty Mile, riding comfortably in Jalap +Coombs's own sledge, with a light heart, and no intimation of aught but +an agreeable reception by its citizens. But in all his carefully worked +out plans he had made several miscalculations. + +It had never occurred to him that there was any other route than the one +he had followed by which this point might be reached from the lower +river. Nor did he believe it possible that any word of Gerald Hamer's +expedition could have come up the river unknown to him. Finally, his +gravest mistake lay in supposing the population of this camp to be of +the same lawless class as is to be found in most Western mining camps, +and believing that here he should meet only with as great rascals as +himself. In this he displayed great ignorance of Forty Mile, which was +wholly in the hands of honorable old-time miners, who had framed a +simple set of laws for the regulation of their isolated little community +that they were determined should be respected. They had chosen one of +their own number as Judge, and from his decisions they allowed no +appeal. They had also elected a Marshal, whom they loyally assisted in +the discharge of his duties. Several lawless characters had already been +driven from the camp, and many others warned not to venture within its +limits. + +As Forty Mile had received warning of the expected coming of Goldollar +and Strengel, and had learned many interesting things concerning the +previous history of these gentlemen, their arrival was eagerly +anticipated. Thus, upon Phil Ryder's announcement that sledges were +coming up the river, an expectant throng was quickly gathered at the +landing. + +Mr. Strengel fired several shots from his rifle as he drew near, and was +surprised that his salute was not answered in kind. He was, of course, +gratified to observe the sensation that his approach was creating, and +undertook to arouse some enthusiasm among the silent spectators by +yelling: "Hurrah for Forty Mile! Hurrah for the diggings! Hurrah for our +side!" Then, as his sledge reached the bank, and he sprang out, he +cried, in tones meant to convey hearty good-fellowship: + +"How are you, boys? You bet I'm mighty glad to see white men again after +camping with a lot of low-lived Injuns for more than two months. You +see, I've just come down from Pierre's House in the Porcupine. My name's +Bradwick, and--" + +Here the speaker's fluent words seemed suddenly to fail him, his face +turned pale, and his eyes were fixed in a bewildered stare. He had +caught sight of the Yukon Trading Company's sign. + +"Ha, ha!" he laughed, recovering himself with an effort. "Seeing the +name of an old friend who's long since dead kinder give me a turn. But, +as I was saying--" + +"Yes, you were just about to tell us what had become of Goldollar," +interrupted Mr. Platt Riley, who had received word from Phil that the +new-comer was Strengel. + +"Goldollar!" stammered the stranger, at the same time starting as though +he had been shot. "Goldollar!" he repeated, reflectively; "I don't know +the name; never heard it before in my life. I think I mentioned that I'd +just come down from Pierre's House on the Porcupine, and hadn't seen a +white man since leaving there. There wasn't no one of that name at +Pierre's House when I left. What do you mean? Who is Goldollar, anyhow?" + +"He's a feller that we heard was coming up from below with a dog train," +replied Mr. Riley, deliberately, at the same time gazing full in +Strengel's face. "And we didn't know but what you and him might have met +up and concluded to travel together." + +"How could you hear of him?" inquired the new-comer. "I didn't know +there was any way for news to reach Forty Mile in the winter." + +"Oh, we might have heard by mail, or telegraph, or seen it in the daily +papers, or a dozen other ways. Anyhow, we did hear it, and that another +feller was along with him. So of course when we saw you coming up the +river--" + +"You didn't hear that the other fellow's name was Bradwick, did you?" +interrupted the stranger. + +"No, that wasn't the name. It wasn't so good a name as that." + +"Well, then, you didn't hear that I was coming with him; for Bradwick is +my name, and I don't know nothing about any Goldollars, though I hope to +find out something about them right here in these diggings," replied Mr. +Strengel, boldly, and with attempted jocularity. "Now, seeing that I'm +tired, and cold, and hungry," he added, "supposing we adjourn to some +place that's warmer than out here in the snow, and better suited for +making acquaintances." + +"All right," replied Mr. Riley. "We don't know much about Goldollars +ourselves, but we'll try and teach you all we do know, and at the same +time put you in the way of meeting acquaintances. As you say, though, +this is a cold place for talking, so I suppose you might as well come up +to my select family boarding-house for the night, seeing as it ain't +overcrowded just at present. Then in the morning we'll look round for a +place that'll suit you better." + +So the new-comer walked away with Mr. Platt Riley, while the spectators +of this interesting meeting chuckled and winked significantly, and +remarked: + +"Ain't the Judge a honey cooler, though? He ain't the kind that'll hang +a man first and try him afterwards. Not much; that ain't his style. Fair +play's his motter, and turn the rascals out every time." + +It is needless to say that during the interview just described Phil, +Serge, and Jalap kept themselves out of sight. + +All that evening a constant stream of visitors flowed in and out of Mr. +Platt Riley's cabin. Each wore an expression of expectancy and +suppressed mirth, and each bowed gravely without trusting himself to +speak when introduced to Mr. "Bradwick." It was also to be noticed that +none of them shook hands with him; when he complained of this to his +host he was gravely informed that hand-shaking was not one of the +customs of the camp. + +On the whole, his impressions of Camp Forty Mile were so unpleasant, +that he fully determined to get his dog teams in motion the very next +day, and push on further up the river. It was only upon the urgent +request of Mr. Platt Riley that he consented to delay his departure long +enough to attend a public meeting of the greatest interest to all Yukon +miners, that was to be held first thing in the morning. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +RABBITS. + +THEIR CARE, AND HOW TO BUILD THEIR HOUSES. + +BY E. CHASE. + + +The first rabbit I had I put in a wooden box. Not knowing anything about +his habits, I nailed laths over the front to keep him in. The next +morning I was very much surprised to find that bunny had gnawed his way +out, and was busily engaged in eating up my last rose-bush. + +The next house I built for him was against the back-yard fence. In front +of the house I tacked wire netting, and in addition made a yard for him +in which to run about, taking good care to cover over the top, so "brer +rabbit" could not escape by jumping out. I thought I had him secure this +time, but when I was at school he burrowed out under the fence, and ate +up all the neighbors' flowers. My first week's experience was certainly +very trying on my pocket-book. + +[Illustration: DIAGRAM OF THE HOUSE AND YARD.] + +Rabbits make very interesting pets if one knows how to take care of +them. The house shown in the accompanying diagram proved to be a very +serviceable one. It is divided into two "rooms," and has a small run +attached. The floor of the house should be provided with sliding pans, +which will make clearing an easy matter. In order to keep all dampness +from the house it is necessary to raise it a few inches from the ground. +In winter--that is, in very severe weather--it would be best to carry +this house in-doors. In order to keep the rabbits from burrowing out, it +is necessary to drive down stakes, about two feet long, close together, +all around the yard. A box sunk in the earth at the further end of the +yard, with an opening so that bunny can go in and out, is a luxury that +he will greatly appreciate. + +For feeding rabbits, give them oats, corn, all kinds of greens, carrots, +raw sweet-potatoes, tea-leaves (after they come from the teapot), and +milk. I have heard it said that rabbits do not drink, but this is a +mistake, as I have had over sixty rabbits at a time, and never knew of +one that did not drink. + +It is considered best to keep the buck away from the doe until the young +are a month old, as he is apt to trample them. The number of young +varies from four to eight. They are born without fur, and their eyes are +shut. It usually takes ten days for them to open their eyes and get +their coats. The first little fellow who ventures from the nest is +regarded to be the smartest one of the litter. + +I have only been able to discover three species of rabbits--the Angora, +with long silky hair; the lop-eared, with very long cars which drag on +the ground; and the common rabbit, with which most of us are familiar. + +Rabbits are very good barometers in their way. Before a storm they will +become unusually frisky. Although the sky may be clear, if you see your +pets kicking up their long hind-legs you may make up your mind there +will be a shower within a few hours. + +A noted French scientist recently experimented with the different small +animals as to which could stand the greatest amount of cold. He decided +that the rabbit could, for he locked one up overnight in a cake of ice, +and the next morning the rabbit hopped out, feeling very well, and with +a tremendous appetite. In spite of this notable gentleman's discovery, I +have had three valuable rabbits frozen stiff during a siege of cold +weather. + +[Illustration: LOP-EARED RABBITS AT HOME.] + + + + +KNICKERBOCKER GRAYS. + +BY ANNE HELME. + +"IN TIME OF PEACE PREPARE FOR WAR." + + +[Illustration: IN COLUMN OF COMPANIES.] + +The clear tones of the bugle sound through the big arsenal, and there is +a rush of small gray-clad boys carrying guns to their proper places. +Again it sounds attention! Assemble! And a long line is formed of +apparently motionless statues. Then comes the roll-call. As in the +regular army, the First Sergeant in command calls out the name. His +voice is not stentorian, and neither are the answers, but there is a +very effective military tone and ring to them, and answering every +purpose. The orders are given by the different boys in command--First, +Second, and Third Corporal, First, Second, and Third Sergeant, First, +Second, and Third Lieutenant, Sergeant-Major, Color-Sergeant, Captain, +Adjutant, and Major. + +[Illustration: THE MAJOR.] + +[Illustration: THE MAJOR AND HIS OFFICERS.] + +To one who is not conversant with the manual of arms, the commands given +are somewhat bewildering; but so well trained are the boys that they +answer, and some with military precision, and present arms and carry +arms in a delightful manner, eminently military, not always +satisfactorily, for the small boys in command have sometimes to repeat +their orders, and occasionally Captain Hoyt, the officer in command, and +also an officer of the United States army, has to enforce the orders in +a more far-reaching voice and authoritative manner. + +[Illustration: THE DRUMMER.] + +The Knickerbocker Grays is a private organization intended to instruct +the sons of New-Yorkers in the knowledge of drilling. It is managed by +several ladies, who give their personal supervision to it. The class +meets twice a week during the winter season in the arsenal of the +Seventy-first Regiment, at Thirty-fourth Street and Park Avenue. The +ages are limited, no boy under seven being allowed to enter. The uniform +is gray, with black trimming, and all the military rules as to the +number of straps, epaulettes, and accoutrements are rigidly adhered to. +The boys learn to march well, although it is a comical sight to see some +of the very small boys carrying their muskets and making superhuman +efforts to keep time. Perhaps the pathetic note in the picture adds the +finishing touch in the little drummer-boy, who, clad in the same +uniform, drums with might and main. He is paid to drum, but there is a +look of pride and delight in his profession which quite prevents any +thought of pity at the contrast in his lot to those of the boys of his +own age who go into the drill merely for the sake of occupation and +amusement. + +The boys love Tuesday and Friday afternoons, and although the stimulus +of the medal given to the one who does not miss a single drill has +something to do with the wonderful attendance, still it would be +difficult to keep the boys away even without having the prize to look +forward to. To answer to the name in roll-call is counted necessary, +and many a boy who has been far too sick to go to school or study finds +it quite possible to be on hand to answer to his name, even if, after a +few marches around the armory, his legs do get tired and he has to be +excused. + +Promotion is eagerly looked forward to, and there is an immense amount +of pleasant rivalry over who shall be promoted to be Sergeant, Corporal, +and the other officers. The Color-Sergeant carries the colors around +with a most heroic disregard to fatigue, while the four boys who make up +his body-guard look at him most admiringly, and not in the least +enviously. Round and round the hall they go, while the notes of the drum +rattle out the time to keep. The officers give their commands, and the +companies go from right to left as they are bidden. The officers look +very stern, and the soldiers themselves seem thoroughly impressed at the +importance of their duty, although the boy nature will crop out at +times, and there are occasionally ebullitions of sheer good nature and +animal spirit which would hardly do in the regular army. Of course each +boy intends fully to be a soldier, and if a war should break out it is +to be feared that a number of young recruits would insist upon being of +service to their country. + +The awkward squad is as amusing as all awkward squads always are, but is +only to be seen at the commencement of the winter. It is composed +entirely of beginners, who have to attain a certain degree of efficiency +before they can be put with the others. But as the American boy is very +imitative, he soon learns, and at the end of the term it would be +difficult for any one to pick out the boys who had only belonged for one +winter. The Captains and Lieutenants are fine, manly-looking fellows, +and their plumed caps and glittering accoutrements are extremely +becoming. They have a full sense of the dignity of their position, as +why should they not have, when promoted from the ranks, step by step, to +the proud office which they now hold? They have not bought their +commissions, but have earned them by good, conscientious work. The boy +who shirks, fools, and carries on has the mortification of staying a +private, while his comrade goes steadily upward. The two officers in +charge, Captain Hoyt and assistant, have, the boys complain, regular +lynx eyes, and sometimes find out trifling acts that are not compatible +with military discipline, much to the surprise of the fellows +themselves. When a boy is promoted, his promotion receives no end of +congratulation and applause from his fellow-soldiers, and it is doubtful +if a prouder moment can come in any man's life than comes to the boy +when he is put in command of the Knickerbocker Grays. + +There is considerable emulation among the different companies. The +Grays, by-the-way, are divided into four companies, A, B, C, and D, and +each officer endeavors to have his company the best of all. And woe be +to the boy who _is_ insubordinate. However, cases of real +insubordination are extremely rare, for the boys soon catch the spirit +of true military life, and realize that the commands given must be +obeyed at once and without any question. It is contended, and with +reason, that one of the best features of the drill is this very spirit +of discipline, which every mother knows is one of the most difficult +things in the world to inculcate in boys. + +[Illustration: "RIGHT FORWARD, FOURS RIGHT."] + +The first movements of the regiment are quite picturesque. After the +roll-call the First Sergeant in command calls out "Count fours!" in +other words dividing off four boys at a time; if they are more than make +even fours, the Second or Third Sergeant takes the extra boys and +reports with them to the Color-Sergeant, who takes them for his guard. +"Right four, fours right," is then called, and the boys take their +positions. The First Sergeant faces about and salutes his Captain. When +the Captain has returned his salute, the Sergeant takes his post two +paces behind the company. Now is heard the tread of feet, and the +Captain to whose company the colors belong commands "Carry arms! Present +arms!" Then the Color-Sergeant and the body-guard march in front of the +company, and the Color-Sergeant takes his place two paces to the left of +the Third Sergeant, who is on the left guard of his company--and the +drill begins. + + + + +[Illustration: THE PUDDING STICK] + + This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young + Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on + the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address + Editor. + + +Do I ever have the blues? Why, Lottie, what a question to come from a +girl of sixteen? Am I to infer that you do, at your age, with the world +a blaze of beauty, and your feet so light and your heart so young that +you ought to go skipping instead of walking, if only you dared to let +the gladness of your life overflow. + +But girls _do_ have the blues, insists Gretchen, at my elbow; and she +adds that they have reasons enough: that they are not always understood, +that they have fancies and thoughts which they cannot always explain, +that, in short, girls are not always as happy as they look. + +Granting that this may be true of some girls, what are they to do? As a +person not subject to these disagreeable visitations, I can speak with +the sort of authority the doctor has when he enters the room of a +patient. The doctor need not have a fever in order to prescribe for it. +In fact, he will prescribe more successfully if he be well himself. The +blues make the person suffering from their presence extremely +uncomfortable, and her discomfort in a subtle way acts upon others, so +that nobody is quite cheerful in her neighborhood. People who are "blue" +are quite often cross as well, and are unable to accept pleasantly the +ups and downs of every day. Now, when you think of it, you must admit +that it is a very humiliating experience to be cross, for cross people +are 'disagreeable, and none of us wishes to be _that_. + +The best way to get rid of the blues is not to own that they have you. +Put on your hat and go for a walk. Call on a friend and take her the +piece of music you are to try together, or the book you have just +finished, which you would like to lend her. Do something kind for +somebody, and stop thinking about yourself. The greatest waste of time +in this world, dears, is to think too much about one's self. Mrs. +Browning gives the right idea in her poem, "My Kate," where she says, + + "'Twas her thinking of others made you think of her." + +Don't laugh at me, girls, when I tell you that half the low spirits one +hears of springs from a very prosaic source. That pound of chocolates, +that rich pudding, that piece of frosted cake, all of them very +delicious, but all very indigestible, are to blame, in most instances, +for a young girl's depression. Try what Emerson called "plain living and +high thinking," and see how cheery life will become. + +One of my girls writes that she had a vexatious little problem. She has +been accustomed to correspond freely with one or two friends--boys of +her own age--and "people tell her it is wrong." My dear child, pray +explain whom you mean by "people," and what they have to do with it? + +Of course you do not write letters to any one without your mother's +approval, and I suppose your mother reads your letters, that you love to +share all those you receive with her, and that you show her those you +write. If you do this, nobody else is concerned. A girl should write no +letters, and should receive none, which she is not only willing but very +glad to show to her mother. When she has had the great misfortune to +lose her mother, then her aunt, or her elder sister, or some kind +matronly friend should be her confidante. It makes no difference to whom +she writes, if only she does it openly, and with the sympathy, advice, +and loving approval of those who are older than she, and able to guide +her. + +[Illustration: Signature] + + + + +OFF WITH THE MERBOY. + +BY JOHN KENDRICK BANGS. + + +CHAPTER IV. + +THE BUREAU OF INFORMATION. + +[Illustration: Decorative J] + +immieboy took the reins in hand, and the Merboy sprang lightly out of +the carriage, and by means of his tail wiggled himself to where the +bureau stood. He opened the top drawer, and from where he sat Jimmieboy, +who was watching him with a great deal of interest, could see that it +was divided up into sections, in each of which lay a dozen or more large +envelopes, each fat with contents of some kind or another. + +"I guess this must be the information I want about your lockjaw," said +the Merboy, picking up an envelope. "Yes," he continued, as he took +great slips of paper out of it. "It is. This envelope tells how to take +spots out of carpets. Ha! ha! Listen to this: 'To remove an ink stain +from the parlor carpet, take a pair of shears and cut out the spotted +part.' That's good advice. Here's another telling how to start a fire. +It says: 'First build your fire, and then procure a match. Any kind of +match will do except one that has already been used. Light the match and +apply the burning end to the kindling. If the kindling ignites, the fire +is started. If it does not, light another match and apply the burning +end to the kindling. Keep this up until the kindling does ignite!'" + +[Illustration: JIMMIEBOY SAW A HUGE WHALE RUSHING DOWN TOWARD THEM.] + +As the Merboy finished reading this a great commotion was heard in the +water directly overhead, and looking up Jimmieboy saw a huge whale +rushing headlong down toward him. At first he was a little frightened, +but as the whale drew nearer and smiled pleasantly at him his fear for +some reason or another disappeared entirely. + +"Hullo, Merby," said the Whale. "What are you doing?" + +"I'm after information," returned the Merboy, shaking the extended +flipper of the Whale. + +"So am I," returned the Whale. "I'm in great trouble." + +"Indeed?" said the Merboy. "What's the matter?" + +"I got into a fight with some whalers in the Arctic Ocean, and one of +'em threw a harpoon at me, and it stuck in my back. I want to get it +out, but I don't know how. Which drawer has information for Whales in +it?" + +"I don't know," replied the Merboy. "I'm trying to find out what's the +matter with Jimmieboy here. I'm afraid he's got lockjaw, but the only +thing the bureau has told me so far is how to take spots out of carpets +and start fires." + +"What nonsense!" said the Whale. "Let me try it, will you? I'm suffering +like everything." + +"Certainly," said the Merboy, standing aside. "There isn't any special +hurry about our case." + +The Whale smiled gratefully and grabbed up an envelope. Opening it he +extracted a slip of paper, and read: + +"'To make a good peach pie get ten ripe sliced peaches, a tin plate, and +enough dough to cover first the bottom of the plate and the top of the +peaches. Put the whole into a hot oven and cook until done.'" + +"Ho!" laughed the Merboy. + +"This bureau's a nuisance," said the Whale. "The idea of telling a +sea-monster with a harpoon in his back how to make peach pie." + +Here he selected another envelope. This one contained a slip which read: +"It is not polite to sneeze in company. If you like to sneeze, and are +going out to an evening party, contrive to do all your sneezing before +you go. If during the evening party you feel a sneeze coming on, rub the +bridge of your nose, or press the middle of your upper lip with your +forefinger, and the desire to sneeze will disappear." + +"Nice advice to give a Whale," sneered the monster. "Where is my upper +lip I'd like to know, or my forefinger for that matter? If I don't catch +the right answer this time I'll hit that bureau with my tail and knock +it all to pieces." + +The Whale made one more effort. This time the slip he took out read, "If +your teeth ache go to the dentist and have them pulled." + +"That's a little nearer right," said the Merboy. + +"I don't see how," retorted the Whale. "I haven't a toothache. I have a +backache. Shall I go and get my back pulled?" + +"No," said the Goldfish, "but perhaps you could get the harpoon pulled." + +The Whale's face wreathed with smiles. + +"That's so," he said, eagerly. "Wonder I didn't think of that before. +It's a good idea. The bureau is some use after all--though if it hadn't +been for you, Merby, I'd never have discovered it." + +"Oh, yes you would," said the Merboy. "After you had thought it over a +little while you'd have seen what was meant. Information isn't any good +unless you think about it a little." + +"Well, I'm obliged to you just the same," said the Whale, backing off. +"It's pretty hard to think when one has a harpoon in his back. I suppose +you don't know where I can find a dentist, do you?" + +"No, I don't," said the Merboy. "I've never had occasion to use one." + +"Oh, well, I suppose there are such things, and so I'll set about +finding one. Good-by," said the Whale, and off he started in search of a +dentist. + +"He's a very dull creature," said the Merboy, returning to the bureau. +"He never thinks much even when he hasn't a harpoon in his back. Now for +our trouble again. This envelope looks as if it might tell us." + +Again was the little fellow doomed to disappointment. All the +information contained in this envelope related to the killing of +potato-bugs, and the best way to keep mosquitos from biting. + +"This is the worst failure of a bureau of information I ever saw, or +else I don't know how to manage it," he said. "Suppose you try it, +Jimmieboy. You may have better luck." + +Jimmieboy dropped the reins and alighted from the carriage. Walking to +the bureau he opened the second drawer and found it full of books. They +were very handsome books on the outside, and if one could judge from +their titles they were attractive inside too. One of them, for instance, +was named _The Porpoise of the Mediterranean, or A Minnow's Adventures +on the Coast of Africa_. Another was labelled _Poems of A. Swordfish_. +Another was called _Jellyfish Jingles_, a title which so interested +Jimmieboy that he opened it and read some of them. In a minute he threw +his head back and laughed loudly, opening his mouth as widely as +possible in his mirth. He was so amused that he couldn't keep his lips +closed. + +"Listen to this," he said; "it's called 'The Unfortunate Tale of the +Polliwog:' + + "The small sea-toad he climbed a tree + One windy summer's day, + And through the water chanced to see + A pollywog grown gray; + Whereat he cried, 'Oh, Pollywog, + Come tell me, sir, I pray, + How is it you are not a frog + And yet have grown so gray?' + + "'Because,' the Pollywog replied, + His visage turning pale; + 'Because,' and here he deeply sighed, + And sadly wagged his tail; + 'Because,' he added, as the tide + Grew wavy in the gale; + 'Because I shed but tears; I've tried + But cannot shed my tail.'" + +"That's pretty good," said the Merboy, with a smile, noticing with a +great deal of relief that Jimmieboy had at last opened his mouth. "Are +there any more?" he added, just to see if Jimmieboy's cure were final. + +"Yes," said Jimmieboy. "Here's one about 'A Sad Sea-Dog.' + + "Oh, the sad sea-dog he has no fin, + And he never moves, they say. + He sits as still as a piece of tin, + And he's never known to smile or grin, + Or to wipe his tears away. + + "His chief delight is to bark and growl, + And to yelp and screech and snap; + He does not mind if the wild winds howl, + He never will stir for fish or fowl, + And cares not what may hap. + + "He shakes his flippers and wags his jaws, + Delights in the awful gale, + He breaks each one of the ocean's laws, + And no one lives that can make him pause, + From sharks to the mammoth whale. + + "And it's all because a fisherman-- + A man with a great green eye-- + Mistook him once for his black-and-tan, + And whistled to him, and called him 'Fan,' + In the days long since gone by. + + "When a sea-dog's name is Anthony + Montgomery Varian, + 'Tis apt to sour his spirit to be + Miscalled as upon that day was he + By a mean land name like Fan!" + +"I should think so," said the Goldfish. "It's like being christened +Algernon at church and being known as Petie in school." + +"I don't wonder he sulked," said Jimmieboy. + +"Nor I," said the Merboy. "But, say, Jimmieboy, you are cured of your +lockjaw, aren't you?" + +"Dear me, I forgot!" said Jimmieboy. "I wasn't going to open my mouth +under water at all." + +"Why not, pray?" asked the Merboy. + +"For fear of swallowing the ocean," replied Jimmieboy. + +"Ha! ha!" laughed the Merboy. "Why, you couldn't swallow a drop of it, +much less the whole of it, the way I've fixed it. Is that all you were +doing--just holding your month shut?" + +"That's all," said Jimmieboy. + +"Well, well! The idea!" said the Merboy. "You ought to have known +better." + +"Well, I didn't," said Jimmieboy, glad to find that it was not really +necessary to keep his mouth closed. + +"Apparently not--and it took the bureau of information to cure you. +That's a very useful bureau." + +"Very," said Jimmieboy. "I'd like to go through some of the drawers if +we have time. Have we?" + +"Lots," said the Merboy, taking the brush on the top of the bureau and +fixing his hair with it. "We have ten times as much time as there is +really." + +"How can that be?" asked Jimmieboy. + +"Well, never mind now," said the Merboy. "But some time you ask your +papa how long a dream a boy can have who is asleep only ten seconds. You +will be surprised at what he tells you. I once had a dream lasting forty +years in a nap that was less than a minute long. So go ahead. You have +plenty of time, and I dare say you will find lots of valuable +information in the bureau. I will be back in a few minutes." + +"You aren't going to leave me, are you?" asked Jimmieboy. + +"No. I'm only going to drive the Dolphins around to the stable. I'll be +right back." + +The Merboy entered the carriage again and drove off, while Jimmieboy +turned his attention to the bureau of information. As he turned, his eye +caught sight of two little drawers that he had not noticed before on +either side of the mirror which surmounted the bureau. He tried to open +the right-hand drawer, but found it locked. The left-hand one opened +easily, and in it Jimmieboy found a little golden key. This, as it +turned out, was the key to the other drawer, and which, no sooner had +the key turned in the lock, slid out as though pushed by a spring, and +from it jumped the funniest little old man Jimmieboy had ever seen, +hardly taller than his thumb, and dressed from head to foot in beautiful +garments of silver and gold. In his left hand the little old man carried +a jewelled staff, and his right hand he extended to Jimmieboy, as much +as to say, + +"Why, howdy do? I'm very glad to see you." + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +[Illustration: INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT] + + +Although the New York athletes will by no means have a walk-over at the +Berkeley Oval next Saturday, when the N.Y.I.S.A.A. and the L.I.I.S.A.A. +contend for the Intercity championship in track athletics, they will +certainly carry off the honors of the day, and they ought to do it by a +good score. New York has better material this year than has Brooklyn, +and the schools here have been devoting more time and energy to field +sports than their rivals have across the Bridge. In fact, the +Long-Islanders have shown a certain lack of interest in the Intercity +contest which of itself is sufficient to betoken defeat. The relay race +between the New York and Brooklyn Interscholastic teams was to have been +run off at the Wilson and Kellogg games on April 27th, and a large +number of enthusiasts gathered at the Oval to witness the sport in spite +of the heavy downpour of rain. The hours passed, however, and no +Brooklyn racers appeared. Not even a word of explanation came, and the +race had to be postponed. It was thought at first that the Brooklyn team +did not come over on account of the storm, but I learned the next day +that the reason of its non-appearance was due to the fact that there was +no team to come. Not enough candidates had applied at the Brooklyn trial +heats for the managers to choose four capable runners. The very least +these managers could have done, under the circumstances, would have been +to notify the New York Interscholastic authorities of this fact. Young +sportsmen, as well as older ones, should remember that one of the first +considerations among amateurs is to fulfil engagements that have been +entered upon, or if this is found to be impossible, to give ample and +timely notice to their opponents of their inability to do so. + +While it is gratifying to see such active interest displayed by the New +York schools in out-door sport, it is also to be regretted, as I have +had occasion to say before in this department, that so much of this +interest should be turned in one direction. The New York school-boys +have taken up track and field sports to so large an extent that baseball +has suffered materially this spring, and tennis has practically been +dropped. Such a state of affairs must surely bring evil results. It is a +condition that cannot last long, but while it does last it works +considerable harm. The genuine interests of field sports are not +advanced by excessive indulgence. It is best to encourage every game +that the season favors, and to attempt to do well in all branches of +sport than to excel in but one. Such an excellence can be but ephemeral. +In New England the school-boys are wiser in this respect. They endeavor +to develop themselves in all branches. Only a few days ago Mr. D. S. +Sanford, principal of the Brookline High-School, told me that from +statistics he had prepared he had learned that twenty per cent. of the +boys at the High-School play football, fifteen per cent. play baseball, +fifteen per cent. take part in track athletics, and forty per cent. (of +the boys and girls) play tennis. Fifty per cent. take part in no +athletic games at all. From what I have observed in and around Boston I +should judge that the athletic efforts of most of the other New England +schools are distributed in a similar ratio. And yet, with only fifteen +per cent. of the boys indulging in track athletics, they manage to make +pretty fair records! + +In Brooklyn baseball has not been allowed to suffer neglect because of +track athletics, and so the race for the Long Island championship +promises to be interesting. The teams are evenly matched with but one or +two exceptions. Pratt Institute has no nine in the field, and Bryant & +Stratton's is practically out of the race, having already been defeated +a number of times. The St. Paul's team has a decided advantage over most +of the other nines in the Association in that it is mainly composed of +experienced players, most of whom were members of last year's nine. Hall +is pitching well, and has good support. The Brooklyn High's team is made +up wholly of raw material, with the exception of Captain Brum, but the +men are working hard, and will do well before the season closes. One +good feature in this year's High-School athletics is the barring out of +all questionable candidates, the two forfeited championships of last +year having evidently proved a salutary lesson. The Brooklyn Latin has +one of the strongest nines in the league, and will probably make a +strong bid for the pennant. Captain Litchfield is playing good ball at +third, and both Goodwin and Sleven are doing good work at short-stop and +first base respectively. Hall, of last year's Poly. Prep. team, is +pitching, and Watt, formerly of Bryant & Stratton's, is catching. + +The Adelphi Academy has turned out a better set of players than it had +last year, and promises to make a good record. The team is made up +pretty much of new material, but the men are working hard. Jewell and +Simpson alternate in the box, with Forney as back-stop. Byers at first +and Graff at third are capable players. Poly. Prep. is laboring under +the disadvantage of an unfavoring faculty--a group of honest gentlemen +who have not yet caught up with the fact that athletics have come to +stay, and are, in moderation, a part of every educational system. As the +school officers take no interest whatever in the sport, the players are +working along as best they can under these adverse circumstances, and +they are fortunately getting good support from their fellows. The +authorities have gone further than being passive in their attitude +toward athletics by ruling that Stevenson, the Captain of the nine, +shall only play in league games. This is all very well if Stevenson +neglects his studies for baseball, but as far as I am able to learn, +such is not the case. Dunne is pitching fairly well, but to be +successful he must get better control over the ball. Noyes, who is +acting as substitute Captain, is putting up a steady game at second, and +McKay is doing well at first. The other players are new. The out-field +is weak, but the team work at times is fairly good, and the men +certainly have a spirit and energy which are commendable. + +Even a casual observer cannot fail to notice how much more is done for +interscholastic sport in New England than in New York and its vicinity. +Not only do Harvard and Yale universities take an active interest in the +work of the young men whom they expect to gather into their own ranks, +but even the Boston Athletic Association, which cannot hope to derive +any material benefit from its exertions, offers cups and medals for +interscholastic events, and does all that is possible to aid and advise +the Boston school-boys. It seems to me that the New York Athletic Club +could do worse than follow the B.A.A.'s good example. As far as I know, +the N.Y.A.C. does nothing in the interest of school sports. To be sure, +my indefatigable friend Evert Wendell performs enough good service as +referee at scholastic contests to make up for many of the club's +shortcomings; but Mr. Wendell does this purely as a lover of sport, and +not as a representative of the club. Many of the best athletes of the +N.Y.I.S.A.A. are members of the N.Y.A.C. They ought to get together in +the near future, and, with the aid and advice of Mr. Wendell, endeavor +to get the managers of the N.Y.A.C. to show more active interest in the +exceedingly good work now being done by the schools. + +In Boston, all the Interscholastic Committee meetings are held in the +B.A.A. club-house on Exeter Street, and every winter the club holds an +in-door meeting for the especial benefit of the thirty schools that +compose the New England League. The silver cup which the B.A.A. has +offered this year to be played for for five years by the school baseball +teams is a fine trophy, and cannot fail to act as an incentive to the +young players of the league. Harvard's work for the schools is even more +active. Seven years ago the university was instrumental in forming the +New England I.S.B.B.A., and in 1891 it organized the Interscholastic +Lawn Tennis Association, whose fifth annual tournament was held on +Jarvis Field, Cambridge, May 4th and 6th, with an entry list of over +fifty names. The prizes offered each year are a gold medal or a cup to +the winner, a racquet to the runner-up, and a championship banner to the +school whose team scores the largest number of points. This year the cup +is a handsomely engraved piece of silverware in the shape of a pitcher +with one handle. As a general thing, I do not believe in medals and cups +as inducements to young men to enter into amateur sports. The pure love +of the game should be sufficient to call out their best efforts. But +there is no doubt that interest in their early efforts, expressed in +some such material way by associations of older players is a good thing, +and it is certainly a strong incentive to a general participation in +athletics for many boys who might otherwise be too indolent or too +disinterested to discover and develop their own capabilities. This once +done, however, there is no school-boy who is not enough of a true +sportsman not to keep on, regardless of any possible material advantages +or rewards. The mere title of champion is the most precious prize to be +won in any field. + +That Harvard's efforts for the promotion of tennis in the New England +schools have been successful there is no doubt. At the first tournament, +held in 1891, R. D. Wrenn, now the national champion, then in the +Cambridge Latin School, was the winner, and he helped earn the pennant +for his school. The following year Malcolm Chace met Clarence Budlong in +the Interscholastic finals, and, after a hot match, Chace took first, +and carried the banner to the University Grammar School of Providence. +Budlong won in 1893, but only after a hard struggle with Ware, of the +Roxbury Latin, who came up again in 1894 and carried off all the honors, +including the championship banner for the school making the highest +number of points. Ware's second victory in the finals last week entitles +him to a position among the leading young players of the country, and I +have no doubt that he will win at Newport in the Interscholastic +tournament this summer. + +Jarvis Field afforded a beautiful sight while the tournament was going +on last week. There were twenty-two courts in use during the preliminary +rounds, and a goodly number of spectators stood around to watch the +players. I was most interested in Ware's work, and gave most of my +attention to his play. He was in three matches the first day, and won +them all. He first met Edwards, who is a strong player, and who made him +do some sharp work in the second set. Ware is particularly good on hard +drives, and it is really inspiring to see him smash the ball at the back +line, and come within a few inches of it every time. But Henderson was +lively, and returned many of the champion's swiftest drives; he would +have made a better showing if he had been more accurate in his placing. +Later Ware defeated Bartlett and Seaver, both in two straight sets, +three of which were love sets. Fitz showed great improvement in form +over last year, and reached the semi-finals. He is a rising young +player, and will be heard from next year. On Monday, the 6th, Ware +played in the semi-finals and the finals and won the cup. Newton High +took the pennant offered for the school winning the greatest number of +points. + +[Illustration: W. T. LAING. N. W. BARKER. + +ANDOVER ACADEMY'S TWO RECORD RUNNERS.] + +Arrangements are being made to bring about a meeting between the +track-athletic teams of Phillips Andover and Worcester academies. As yet +no date has been set for the games, but if the two schools can come to +an understanding on certain minor points, it is probable that they will +be held at Worcester during the week previous to the big Interscholastic +meeting at Cambridge in June. The games will be most interesting, for +both the Worcester and Andover academies have strong teams. Readers of +this department will remember that the Worcester Academy took second +place, with 141 points, at the in-door meeting in Boston last March, and +Andover won the Interscholastics in June last year. The programme of the +dual games will be the same as the Intercollegiate order of events, and +only three candidates will be entered from each school. Worcester's best +sprinter, Clark, has been ill, and will not run again this year, and so +Senn or Barker of Andover will have a better chance for the 100 and 220. +Barker, however, is inclined to be indolent, and is not careful or +regular in his training. Laing of Andover is pretty sure to win the +mile. He won that event in the Interscholastics last June in 4.32-2/5, +but as he is twenty-one years old this year, he is debarred from +competing on Holmes Field in June. This I.S.A.A. rule would not affect +his status in the Worcester-Andover games, however, and Laing will there +try to lower his record. Holt will take the shot event for Andover, and +Malby, his schoolmate, will probably get second. Holt should also win +the hammer throw. Lorraine of Andover will do no better than to secure a +place in the 440, which will be won by Judd of Worcester, if he runs. +But Judd may reserve himself for the half-mile, which he is sure to +take. As Andover has no good men in the jumps, Worcester should get 10 +points or more there, and Johnson of Worcester will easily take the pole +vault, having a record of 10 feet 8 inches. Barker will give Hine a +close race over the low hurdles, and may win. Hine took the event at the +Interscholastics last year. These dual games will be an excellent thing +for the advancement of the sport, and I hope some of the other large +schools, situated at a distance from one another, will take up the idea +and arrange similar meetings. + +A field meeting of Pacific Coast amateurs was held at the Olympic Club +Grounds, San Francisco, April 20th, and the school-boys who entered made +a very good showing. The games were held for the benefit of the +University of California team, now in the East, and the young athletes +of the A.A.L. compared very favorably with the men who have come on to +joust with Yale, Princeton, and Pennsylvania. Jackson of the Oakland +High-School won the mile run in 4 min. 38-3/5 sec., with Brown of the +University of California second. Brown led in the last lap until the +stretch, when Jackson spurted and won by the very narrow margin of ten +inches. Jenks, O.H.-S., won the quarter in 52-3/5 secs. by ten or twelve +yards, with two university men, Barnes and Parkhurst, behind him. Cheek, +the captain of the O.H.-S. team, got second in the broad jump, covering +21 feet, and cleared 10 feet 2-1/2 inches in the pole vault. McConnell, +O.H.-S., cleared 5 feet 3 inches in the high jump, and took second in +the event. The Pacific Coast scholars may well be proud of these +achievements in a competition with men so much older and more +experienced than themselves. + + THE GRADUATE. + + + + +[Illustration: THE PUDDING STICK] + + This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young + Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on + the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address + Editor. + + +Ailsie Bond came to see me on last Saturday afternoon, and I noticed at +a glance that something was wrong. I knew it by her very step and her +look. Ailsie is one of my darlings, such a bright, brave girl, always +just where one expects to find her, the sweetest, dearest, sunniest of +companions. But she was under a cloud last week. Let me add that she is +sixteen years old, and a school-girl. + +"I am so homesick," she said, sitting in her favorite corner of the +lounge, with her elbow resting on a cushion. "Here I've kept up for +months working hard and learning ever so much, and feeling every day +that father and mother are so good in sparing me to stay away so long, +and in giving me these advantages, and now, when the last school term of +the year is almost ended, examinations coming on, and then so soon home, +sweet home and a long vacation, I can't _stand_ it. I want my mother. I +want to sleep in my own little room. I want to hug the baby. I want to +count the silver, and dust the parlor, and keep the library in order, +and run to meet my father when he comes home from the office. Oh, I know +it is silly!" she said, laughing and crying both at once, "but I can't +help it. I'm homesick, and I'd rather have the toothache. It wouldn't +hurt any more." + +There was no use in arguing with dear Ailsie, so I comforted her as best +I could. You girls who are away at school know all about it. The +homesick hours must come, and you wouldn't be really home-loving girls +if you didn't have them. But if one never went away from home, she +couldn't have the joy of going back there, and being met at the station +by her big brother, and having father and mother welcome her, and the +little ones show how much they had grown in her absence, even the cat +and dog showing their delight that one they had missed was with them +again. Poor puss, and poor collie and terrier, I often wonder at _their_ +dumb wonder and speculation as to what has become of their friends when +somebody in the house goes off and stays away a long while. They cannot +talk, but they purr or wag their tails, and all but laugh when the +friends return. Yes, girls, brace up, as your brothers say. A half-hour +at home will console you for the homesickness you suffer from when +absent. Keep up your courage, and at the worst remember that + + "The darkest day, + Live till to-morrow will have passed away." + +The woods are perfect dreams of beauty in these May days, and what with +the dogwood blossoms shining in starry splendor, and the laurel getting +ready to bloom, and the orchards drifting their pink-and-white blossoms +on the softly caressing winds, the world is a beautiful place. Be on the +lookout for exquisite things and you will surely find them. It is a pity +to go blindly through so much splendor. Use your eyes and _observe_; +every day will show you something new. + +Did you ever notice how cunningly some birds hide their nests, weaving +them of twigs just the color of the ground, and then sitting on their +eggs almost in your sight, yet so unobtrusively that you discover them +only by accident? The little sociable wrens, less timid and more +friendly, build their nests by the very house door, and are not afraid +to let you have a peep at their pretty housekeeping. Birds are +interesting neighbors to my mind. + +Anna C. asks what you must have at an afternoon tea. You _may_ have +anything you choose, sandwiches, small cakes, salads, ices, candies, +and, of course, tea served with cream and sugar, or with thin slices of +lemon and sugar. But you _must_ have, or, rather, you need only have, if +you wish, tea and very thin, daintily served slices of bread-and-butter. +The idea of afternoon tea is merely a light refreshment about five +o'clock in the afternoon, when you may have a few moments' pleasant chat +with the family and your friends, and when what you eat and drink is a +delicate accompaniment to the conversation. Among the most acceptable +sandwiches are those made with a crisp green lettuce leaf between thin +slices of bread-and-butter, the lettuce salted and sprinkled with +vinegar, or of very dainty brown bread with cottage cheese thinly spread +on the two inner sides. + +[Illustration: Signature] + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +Highest of all in Leavening Power.--Latest U. S. Gov't Report. + +[Illustration: Royal Baking Powder] + + + + +Books by Thomas W. 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Correspondents should address Editor Bicycling + Department. + + +[Illustration: Map] + +The map this week marks out one of the several different ways of going +from New York to Stamford, Connecticut, or any of the points along the +way. A good ride for an ordinary bicycle-rider who is not out to cover +distance, but wants to reach a certain point, stop for dinner and +return, is to go from Fifty-ninth Street to Portchester, which is about +twenty-five miles, making in all a fifty-mile run. This route may be +extended if the rider is looking for a longer distance, as far as +Stamford, which is perhaps about thirty-two miles from 110th Street. The +road is an uncomfortable one to ride over until the rider is well out of +the city, but after that it is reasonably good, except for the hills +before going into New Rochelle, and before going into Mamaroneck. + +The rider should enter Central Park at Fifty-ninth Street and Eighth +Avenue; thence diagonally over to the Eastern Drive, leaving the Park at +its northern end; up Lenox Avenue to 128th Street; then east to Third +Avenue, and then across the Third Avenue Bridge. Half a block north of +the bridge turn to the right on the southern Boulevard; follow the +southern Boulevard east to Union Avenue, something more than a mile, +with Belgian block pavement all the way. At Union Avenue it is well to +leave the southern Boulevard, because the macadamized road is so full of +holes, and otherwise in very bad condition. Go on Union Avenue about +one-half mile north over mud ruts, and come out upon Westchester Avenue. +Here the rider has sixteen blocks of Belgian block pavement eastward. +After this comes a badly macadamized road, which has several descents +and short sharp hills for about three blocks to Fox Street; thence go on +a fairly good road, improving all the way, to the village of West Farms, +where you cross the Bronx River and come out on the old Boston Post +Road. From here the road is macadamized and is very good, and the rider +should keep to it all the way to Stamford. Or he may turn right just out +of Bronxdale and go down to New Rochelle through Westchester, +Baychester, etc. In either case the road is the same after leaving New +Rochelle. + +There are many little hills between Pelham Bridge and New Rochelle, the +longest being in Neptune Park, just south of New Rochelle village. The +road is macadamized and in excellent order. There is a steep descent +about four blocks long as you approach Larchmont Manor, with a +corresponding hill to climb as you enter the village. There are three +hills, each about three blocks long, between Larchmont Manor and +Mamaroneck, the road being macadamized all the way. North of Mamaroneck +the road is macadamized and kept in excellent condition as far as Rye. +The road from Rye, thence around the north of Portchester, thence to +bridge at Bryan River, sharp turn to right here, and thence to +Greenwich, is a well-kept macadam. The rider may stop at Greenwich, if +he choose, but the run to Stamford to the north of Coscob at the head of +Coscob Bay is a good one. The country is rolling rather than hilly. +There are no specially steep hills in this district. + +At New Rochelle a stop may be made at the Hugenot House, after a run of +fourteen miles. By taking the turn to the right indicated on the map +just before entering Portchester, instead of turning sharp to the left +and following the bicycle route, the rider may run into Portchester and +stop at the Irving or the West End Hotel, while at Stamford the Stamford +House is in the centre of the town, and furnishes a suitable +stopping-place for the end of the journey. + + NOTE.--Map of New York city asphalted streets in No. 809. Map of + route from New York to Tarrytown in No. 810. + + + + +[Illustration: STAMPS] + + This Department is conducted in the interest of stamp collectors, + and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on the + subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address Editor + Stamp Department. + + +Since the finding of the variety in the twelve-cent stamp of the United +States, illustrated a short time ago, the collectors have been +industriously seeking for varieties in the other values in the same +series, and not without results, as two varieties are now mentioned in +other stamps, one of them being the seven-cent of the 1872 issue, and +the other in the current two-cent stamp. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +The first variety discovered is shown in the accompanying illustrations, +these showing the lower left-hand corners of the seven-cent stamp. In +Fig. 2 a very fine line will be noticed around the two points of the +bulb, these being absent in the other variety. As the seven-cent stamp +is somewhat scarce, young collectors will hardly be in a position to +sort a number over to look for the variety. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +The other variety which has been found is shown in the two cuts given, +these representing the triangular ornaments in the upper corners of the +current two-cent stamps. In the ordinary or common variety the lines run +across the ornaments, while in the new variety the lines stop at the +frame of the triangles, thus causing them to show clearer. As there are +a great number of plates used for printing the two-cent values, the new +variety will probably be found in profusion, and it is interesting to +hunt for them. + +A recent despatch from Washington stated that the Attorney-General had +given it as his opinion that foreign postage-stamps were securities, and +therefore came under the law in relation to counterfeiting. This +opinion, it would seem, would stop the using of stamp cuts of any kind +in this country, but the publishers have as yet taken no notice of the +matter. + +The four, five, and fifteen cent values of the United States 1890 issue +have been found in an unperforated state. + +In the first issue of United States envelopes, in giving the various +dies of the three-cent value the catalogue gives the width of the labels +in millimetres as showing the dies. The label is the space at top of +stamp enclosing the word "Three," and in measuring you take from each +side of the label, in some dies the label being curved, and in some it +is straight on the ends. + + LOUIS A. DYAR.--There is no half-penny English postage stamp of a + dark blue color. A complete catalogue of all stamps can be had of + any dealer for about fifty cents. All English stamps issued + between 1858 and 1887 had letters in the corners. The first stamp + on the sheet was lettered A. B. in the upper corners, B. A. in the + lower corners. The next stamp was lettered A. C. in the upper, + C. A. in the lower, and so on. In addition each plate had a + separate number. + + R. F. J.--We cannot give addresses in this column. Apply to any + stamp dealer if you do not find a satisfactory advertisement in + the advertising columns of this paper. + + F. SMITH.--The two stamps described by you are very rare + Confederate locals. The New Orleans is worth from $2 to $5, + according to the color of the ink and paper. You do not describe + it sufficiently to determine whether it is the regular issue or + one of the red on blue paper. The other stamp is the Mobile black, + sold by dealers at $40 each. You are to be congratulated. + + A. K.--Yes. All United States stamps are increasing in value. + + K. C. B.--The 1838, 1845, 1847 United States cents are sold by + dealers at from five to fifteen cents each, according to + condition. There is one 1838 cent in which this date is struck + over the date 1836. That is a rare coin, and is worth $6. + + FRED. W. COON.--The Cape of Good Hope stamps made in 1861 are + woodcuts made for an emergency. The one penny blue and fourpenny + red of this issue are "errors," and are worth $250 each. + + ALBERT CURRIER.--The value of the two locals which are catalogued + at $35 and $20 respectively, which you wish to sell, depends + largely on their condition. This department cannot tell what a + dealer ought to give for them. If one dealer will not buy at your + price, perhaps another will, but remember dealers expect to, and, + in fact, must make a profit. + + M. B. W.--The United States Internal Revenue stamps on the back of + old photographs have no value as a rule. Many millions were used + every year for a long time. This is especially true of the + one-cent stamps, except the one marked Playing Cards. + + * * * * * + +THE SECOND SUMMER, + +many mothers believe, is the most precarious in a child's life; +generally it may be true, but you will find that mothers and physicians +familiar with the value of the Gail Borden Eagle Brand Condensed Milk do +not so regard it.--[_Adv._] + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +Physicians + +prescribe Scott's Emulsion of Cod-liver Oil and Hypophosphites because +they find their patients can tolerate it for a long time, as it does not +upset the stomach nor derange the digestion like the plain oil. + +Scott's Emulsion is as much easier to digest than the plain oil as milk +is easier to digest than butter. Besides, the fish-fat taste is taken +out of the oil, and it is almost palatable. The way sickly children, +emaciated, anćmic and consumptive adults, gain flesh on Scott's Emulsion +is very remarkable. + +_Don't be persuaded to accept a substitute!_ + +Scott & Bowne, N. Y. All Druggists. 50c. and $1. + + + + +MONARCH + +King of all Bicycles. + +[Illustration] + +TRADE-MARK. + +Five Styles. Weights, 18 to 25 Pounds. + +Prices, $85 and $100. + +MONARCH CYCLE CO. + +Factory and Main Office, Lake and Halsted Sts., Chicago. + +Eastern Branch: 79 Reade St., & 97 Chambers St., N.Y. + +The C. F. GUYON CO., Ltd., Managers. + + + + +[Illustration] + +Sick Headache + +AND + +Constipation + +are quickly and pleasantly + +cured by + +Tarrant's Effervescent Seltzer Aperient. + +The most valuable family remedy for + +Disordered Stomach + +and Impaired Digestion. + +50 cents and $1.00. All Druggists. + +TARRANT & CO., Chemists, N. Y. + + + + + * * * * * + +Postage Stamps, &c. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + +_STAMPS!_ _300_ fine mixed Victoria, Cape of G. H., India, Japan, etc., +with fine Stamp Album, only =10c.= New 80-p. Price-list =free=. _Agents +wanted_ at =50%= commission. STANDARD STAMP CO., 4 Nicholson Place, St. +Louis, Mo. Old U. S. and Confederate Stamps bought. + + + + +[Illustration] + +100 all dif. Venezuela, Costa Rica, etc., only 10c.; 200 all dif. Hayti, +Hawaii, etc., only 50c. Ag'ts wanted at 50 per ct. com. List FREE! + +=C. A. Stegmann=, 2722 Eads Av., St. Louis, Mo. + + + + +=50= var., all dif., 5c.; 12 var. Heligoland, 15c.; 6 var. Italy, 1858 +to 1862, 5c.; 3 var. Hanover, 5c.; 35 var. C. American, 50c. Agents +wanted. + +F. W. MILLER, 904 Olive St., St. Louis, Mo. + + + + +=100= all different, China, etc., 10c.; 5 Saxony, 10c.; 40 Spain, 40c.; +6 Tunis, 14c.; 10 U. S. Revenues, 10c. Agts. wtd., 50% com.; '95 list +free. + +CRITTENDEN & BORGMAN CO., Detroit, Mich. + + + + +=POSTAGE DUES.=--50c. and 30c., at 70c each; the pair for $1.25. +=Diamond Stamp Co., Germantown, Pa.= + + + + +PUZZLE PURSE. + +[Illustration] + +A first-class morocco purse with nickel frame and clasp. Can't be opened +without the secret; worth 25c. as a purse and $5.00 as a "brain +cracker." As sample of our 1000 Bargains we mail it postpaid with large +Catalogue for 10c. + +INGERSOLL & BRO., 65 CORTLANDT ST., N. Y. CITY. + + + + +[Illustration: If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE +WATER] + + + + +=HARPER'S CATALOGUE= thoroughly revised, classified, and indexed, will +be sent by mail to any address on receipt of ten cents. + + + + +Twenty-three Puzzle Awards and Answers. + + +The West carried off the honors in the Twenty-three Club Contest, and +they are high honors, for the questions were very difficult. The answers +follow. The authority for most of them is Mr. Joseph West Moore's +_History of the American Congress_, just published. + +1. Nathaniel Macon. 2. Benjamin Harrison, great-grandfather of +ex-President Benjamin Harrison. 3. John Hancock. 4. James Oglethorpe. 5. +Gen. John Newton. 6. Jonathan Edwards. 7. Miles Standish; Gov. William +Bradford. 8. Eliphalet Nott. 9. Thos. H. Benton. 10. Thomas Corwin. 11. +Gen. Sam Houston. 12. James Otis. 13. George Washington. 14. Davy +Crockett. 15. Geo. B. Roberts. 16. James Fitch. 17. Jared Ingersoll. 18. +Thomas Godfrey. 19. Bayard Taylor. 20. Charles Ellet. 21. Robt. R. +Livingston. 22. Anne C. de la Luzerne. 23. Henry D. Thoreau. 24. George +Inness. 25. Henry Inman. 26. John Adams. 27. William Lloyd Garrison. 28. +Oliver Hazard Perry. 29. Stephen A. Douglas. 30. Timothy Ruggles. + +Longfellow credits Miles Standish with the sending back of the +snake-skin, and the "S" in his name is needed to get the second answer: +but the act is also credited to Governor William Bradford. Hence both +were accepted. George Inness is the correct answer to Number 24, for the +puzzle was particular to say "the late." + +The first prize, for sending correct answers to the greatest number of +questions, was won by Alga Fawcett, of Minnesota, and is $10 in money. +Two second prizes of $3 each are awarded to John Morton Espey, of +Pennsylvania, and Frances C. Bliven, of distant Washington. Two third +prizes of $1 each are given to John H. Blair, of New York (Ithaca), and +Walter Johnson, of Minnesota. And nine Columbian half-dollars, as fourth +prizes, are sent to Marion Miller, of Maryland; Marguerite Clow, of +Minnesota; Edmund Rice, Jr., of Washington; Harold D. Sampson and +Kenneth Burton, of Wisconsin; Gertrude G. Wilcox, of Massachusetts; +Esther Neilson, of Pennsylvania; Mary T. Porter, of New York, and Katie +Bartholow, of Maryland. + +The first prize winner got 25 correct answers; the second, 24; the +third, 23, and the Columbian half-dollar winners, 22 and 21. + +If the last names of the twenty-three members of the Club be rightly +arranged the initials spell "The Landing of the Pilgrims." Prizes of +bound volumes of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE were offered for finding this +sentence, no regard being had for the number of names found. The winners +are: Pennsylvania, William F. Campbell; Wisconsin, Harold D. Sampson and +Kenneth Burton; Washington, Edmund Rice, Jr.; Illinois, Alice Enright; +New England, Helen C. Hopkins; Minnesota, Alice E. Dyar; Michigan, Henry +Martin Jones; Indiana, James Gibbons; New York and New Jersey, Mary T. +Porter (New York); Missouri and Kansas, Mary T. Robinson; Tennessee, +Frank Hopkins; Manitoba, Jules E. Marjoribanks; and "at large," Pansy +Caldwell, of Alabama, and Maddie C. Marshall, of South Carolina. + + + + +Round Table Chapters. + + +No. 687.--The Washington Chapter, of Warsaw, Ill. Phillip Dallam, Willie +Hoffman. Box 106, Warsaw. + +No. 688.--The Grove Literary and Musical Chapter, of New York city. +Hattie Lovell; Edythe G. Hathaway, 67 Horatio street. + +No. 689.--The Whittier Chapter, of Englewood, Ill. Percy Wilkinson, +Raymond Hathaway, Stearns Bushnell, Herbert Snider. Other members are +Morey Porter, George Ray, William Mueller. Its meetings are held on +Friday. Chapter address, 439 Englewood Avenue. + +No. 690.--The Charleston Stamp Exchange Chapter, of Charleston, S. C. It +desires to correspond with other stamp exchange Chapters, and would like +members from other cities. Chapter address, James E. Nestor, 26 Pinckney +Street. + +No. 691.--The El Dora Social Club, of San Francisco, Cal. J. J. Cohn, +George Dreck, George Rosenberg, S. Michels. Other members are Edward +Blanchard, Al Williams, Aaron Lewis, Dave and Hyman Caro. Its object is +social amusement, and it would like members from all parts of the globe. +Chapter address, 669 McAllister Street. + +No. 692.--The Margaret Sangster Chapter, of Salem, Mass. Bessie Fabens, +Katherine Wardwell, Grace Oliver; Eleanor Little, 40 Chestnut Street. + + + + +Kinks. + + +No. 83.--DOUBLE ACROSTIC. + + 1. Clotted blood. + 2. Smooth. + 3. A circle. + 4. A denomination of money. + 5. Superficial contents. + 6. Time of day. + 7. An enclosure. + +The initials and finals, read downward, give the names of two countries. + + SIMON T. STERN. + + * * * * * + +No. 84.--AN EASY DIAMOND. + +1. A letter. 3. A verb. 3. To crush. 4. A verb. 5. A letter. + + ADA JEMPSON. + + * * * * * + +No. 85.--A RIDDLE. + + Animal, nor vegetable, + Nor mineral am I; + A natural product, I exist + From two to six feet high. + I am not she, I am not he. + But just between the two, + You'll often see me take my place, + And sometimes hear me too. + I have no breadth, I have no length, + I'm neither thin nor thick, + I'm used to show a faithful love, + And mark a traitor's trick. + I'm mentioned oft in Holy Writ, + Both in the Old and New, + And strongly recommended there + By holy men and true. + + J. M. C. + + * * * * * + +No. 86. + + My first is in house, but not in barn, + My second is in sock, but not in darn, + My third is in love, but not in hate, + My fourth is in worm, but not in bait, + My fifth is in eight, but not in six, + My last's in slab, and likewise in sticks, + My whole an author is whose name and worth + Are known and cherished over all the earth. + + HORACE F. MAYOR. + + + + +Answers to Kinks in No. 808. + +King, French, Swett, Bangs, Sangster, Henderson, Patterson, Stuart, +Pyle, Lillie, Munroe, Curtis, Otis, Gibson, Brooks. + + * * * * * + +Priscilla. + + * * * * * + +BOYS' NAMES. + +1. Sam, 2. Lew, 3. Adam, 4. Ed, 5. Rob, 6. George, 7. Andy, 8. Andrew, +9. Dan, 10. Lee. + + + + +College Yells and Colors. + + +The TABLE is indebted to many members for replies to the question asked +by "M. T." about college yells and colors. + +Amherst.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Amherst!"--Purple and white. + +Annapolis.--Navy blue and old-gold. + +Bowdoin.--"B-o-w-d-o-i-n Rah, Rah, Rah."--White. + +Hamilton.--"Rah! rah! rah! Ham-il-ton, zip rah boom!"--Rose pink. + +Johns Hopkins.--"Hullaballoo, Kanuck, Kanuck! Hullaballoo, Kanuck, +Kanuck! Hoorah! Hoorah; J. H. U.!"--Black and blue. + +Lafayette.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Tiger Lafayette!"--Maroon and white. + +Lehigh.--"Hoo, ray ray! Hoo, ray ray! Ray ray ray, Lehigh!"--Brown and +white. + +Leland Stanford Junior University.--"Rah-Rah-Rah (three times) +Stanford!"--Cardinal. + +Oberlin.--"Hi!-O!-Hi!-O!-Hi-O!-Hi!-Hi!-O! Hi! O-ber-lin!"--Crimson and +gold. + +University of Alabama.--"Rah, hoo, ree! Universitee! Rah, hoo! Wah, hoo! +A. C. U.!"--Crimson and white. + +University of California.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Cali-forn-i-a U. C. Berk-lee +Zip-Boom-ah!"--Blue and gold. + +University of Chicago.--"Chi-ca-go! Chi-ca-go! Chi-ca-go go! +Go-it-Chi-ca! Go-it-Chi-ca! Go-it-Chi-ca-go!"--Maroon. + +University of Michigan.--"U. of M. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hoo-rah! Hoo-rah! +Michigan! Michigan! rah! rah! rah!"--Maize and blue. + +University of Pennsylvania.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Penn-syl-vani-ah!" +(seldom used). "'Ray! 'Ray! 'Ray! Penn-syl-vani-a!" (short and +sharp). This is the most common form. "Hoo-rah! Hoo-rah! Hoorah! +Penn-syl-va-ni-ah-h-h!" Each syllable is strongly accented, and the "ah" +prolonged. + +Following are sporadic, borrowed from no one knows where + +THE OLLY-KAZOOK. + + Olly-kazook-Alack! Alack! + Olly-kazook-Alack! Alack! + Hoorah! Hoorah! Penn-syl-va-ni ah! + +THE OWSKI-WOW-WOW. + + Owski-wow-wow! + Whisky-wow-wow! + Holy-muckeli! + Kentuckyi! + Pennsylvanyi! + +These last two are not the Pennsylvania yells, strictly speaking, but +they are used at nearly all games, etc., for a change now and then. +Another prime favorite is a melancholy chant. + +"Oh me! Oh my! How we blacked the Tiger's eye!" The colors are red and +blue. + +University of Vermont.--"Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah! U. V. M.! rah, +rah!"--Straw and darkgreen. + +University of Virginia.--"Rah-rah-rah, Uni-v! Rah-rah-rah, ver-si-tee! +Ver-gin-i-a!"--Navy blue and orange. + +Vanderbilt.--"Vanderbilt, Rah, Rah, Rah! Whiz Boom! Zip-Boom, Rah, Rah, +Rah!"--Black and old-gold. + +Vassar.--Rose and gray + +Wesleyan.--"Rah, Rah, Rah Rah, Wes-lei-an-a! Rah Rah Rah Rah +Rah!"--Cardinal and black. + +West Point.--"Rah! Rah! Ray! Rah! Rah! Ray! West Point! West Point! +Armay!"--Black and gray. + +Thanks are due to the following for the information given. Grant Knauff, +Jun., F. M. E., R. H., Clara Rompano, Harold Simonds, R. C. Wente, +Dudley S. Steele, A. D. J., Isabelle Willis, B. F. E. Lantie V. Blum, +Harry B. Reese, and V. J. Smith. + + + + +Want Corner. + + +Samuel Byers, Sandiford, Philadelphia, sends the TABLE an account of a +trip which he and about twenty young friends made to New York last +winter. His account is admirably written. His grammar, construction, and +penmanship are away above the average for his age. He tells about visits +made by his jolly party to the Art Museum, to an ocean ship, and many +other places. We do not print his letter in full, because he describes +sights that are already quite familiar, by description at least. We know +his party had a good time, for it called at Franklin Square, and a look +at the jolly faces demonstrated it. Sir Samuel belongs to a Chapter +which wants correspondents everywhere, specially about moths, minerals, +and flowers. Write him for names of individual members. You can get some +good correspondents among them of both sexes. + +Harrie O. Bender, 5903 Tulip Street, Wissinoming, Philadelphia, Station +F., is, we think, a member of the same Chapter as the preceding--the +Sylvia. At any rate, the Sylvia has the same wants. It seeks to make a +collection of pressed flowers from all over the world. Won't you help +it? Of course it sends flowers in return. Hubbard Marsh asks how to cure +the skins of small animals. Won't some member ask a taxidermist and send +the information in the form of a Table morsel? We will print it with due +acknowledgment and thanks. The TABLE is in receipt of a long letter from +its old friend, Janet Cowley, whose present address is care W. E. Moxon, +Bungalow, Sherwood Road, Toowong, Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. +Writing in January, she says the weather is oppressively hot--such is +the difference in seasons. She also says that the Table's other +Karnerunga friend, Constance Smith, is married and living in Sydney. +Lady Janet promises to answer all her American correspondents as early +as their number and her time permits. + + + + +[Illustration: THE CAMERA CLUB] + + Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly + answered by the editor of this column, and we should be glad to + hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions. + + +It is a fortunate thing for the would-be amateur photographer that a +dark-room, used exclusively for photographic work, is not one of the +"must-haves" of photography. 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I have Sighed to Rest Me, A Life on the Ocean Wave, Be Kind +to the Loved Ones at Home, Blue Juniata; Chime Again, Beautiful Bells; +Do They Miss Me at Home? In Happy Moments, Old House at Home, Rain Upon +the Roof, The Vacant Chair. + +=No. 4.= Dublin Bay, Happy Are We To-Night, Boys: Keller's American +Hymn, Ossian's Serenade, Rock Me to Sleep, Mother; Search Through the +Wide World, Sweeter than the Breath of Morning, Trancadillo, When the +Bloom is on the Rye. + +=No. 5.= All Among the Barley, Ben Bolt, Fair Land of Poland, Home +Again, Maryland, My Maryland; Speed, My Bark; Thou Art So Near and Yet +So Far; Tramp, Tramp, Tramp; When I Come; Within this Sacred Dwelling. + +=No. 6.= Alice Gray, Andreas Hofer, Eyes So Blue and Dreaming, Faded +Flowers, Listen to the Mocking Bird, Jamie's on the Stormy Sea, Men of +Harlech, Rockaway, She Wore a Wreath of Roses, Tenting on the Old Camp +Ground. + +=No. 7.= Cousin Jedediah, Gentle Annie, Hark, I Hear an Angel Sing; +Irish Emigrants Lament, Touch the Harp Gently, Love's Golden Dream; The +Years Creep Slowly by, Lorena; O Give Me but My Arab Steed, The Star of +Glengary. + +=No. 8.= Chimes of Zurich, Flow, Rio Verde; There's a Good Time Coming, +I'd Weep with Thee, Lone Starry Hours, Lovely Nancy, Johnny Schmoker, +Mermaid's Evening Song, Old Easy Chair by the Fire, The German +Fatherland. + +Sold Everywhere. Price, 50 cents; Boards, 60 cents; Cloth, $1.00. Full +contents of the Several Numbers, with Specimen Pages of favorite Songs +and Hymns sent, without cost, to any address. + +Harper & Brothers, New York. + + + + +OPENING OF THE CIRCUS SEASON. + +AN ACT "NOT DOWN ON THE BILLS." + + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +IT DIDN'T WORK. + + +It isn't always safe for a small boy to take his father's jokes and +games too seriously. This was shown very plainly at one time by the +experience of an Englishman and his son upon a railway journey which +they took together. While the little fellow was gazing out of the open +window his father slipped the hat off the boy's head in such a way as to +make his son believe that it had fallen out of the window. The boy was +very much upset by his supposed loss, when his father consoled him by +saying that he would "whistle it back." A little later he whistled, and +the hat reappeared. Not long after the little lad seized upon his +father's hat, and flinging it out of the window, shouted, "Now, papa, +whistle your hat back again!" + + + + +A DAINTY FOR ELEPHANTS. + + +If there is anything in the world that an elephant loves better than a +peanut it is an orange, and if any boy who reads this wishes, when he +goes to the circus, to give the massive creature an especial treat, +instead of paying five cents for a bag of peanuts to put in the +elephant's trunk, let him purchase for the same money one good-sized +orange, and present that to the small-eyed, flat-eared monster. A number +of years ago, in a book which was called _Leaves from the Life of a +Special Correspondent_, Mr. O'Shea, the author of the book, gave the +following description of an adventure he had with a herd of elephants. +Said he: "A young friend asked me once to show him some elephants, and I +took him along with me, having first borrowed an apron and filled it +with oranges. This he was to carry whilst accompanying me in the stable, +but the moment we reached the door the herd set up such a +trumpeting--they had scented the fruit--that he dropped the apron and +its contents, and scuttled off like a scared rabbit. There were eight +elephants, and when I picked up the oranges I found I had twenty-five. I +walked deliberately along the line, giving one to each. When I got to +the extremity of the narrow stable I turned, and was about to begin the +distribution again, when I suddenly reflected that if elephant No. 7 in +the row saw me give two oranges in succession to No. 8 he might imagine +he was being cheated, and give me a smack with his trunk--that is where +the elephant falls short of the human being--so I went to the door and +began at the beginning as before. Thrice I went along the line, and then +I was in a fix. I had one orange left, and I had to get back to the +door. Every elephant in the herd had his greedy gaze focussed on that +orange. It was as much as my life was worth to give it to any one of +them. What was I to do? I held it up conspicuously, coolly peeled it, +and ate it myself. It was most amusing to notice the way those elephants +nudged each other and shook their ponderous sides. They thoroughly +entered into the humor of the thing." + + + + +ARITHMETIC. + + +MAMMA. "Suppose you have four apple-dumplings, Willie, and you eat +three, then what do you have?" + +WILLIE. "Nightmare." + + + + +IN MEMORIAM. + + + My broken soldiers, made of lead, + Are buried in the garden bed, + And lovely flowers o'er them play, + For this is Decoration day. + + + + +TOMMY'S PROGRESS. + + +MAMMA. "You may open your school report, Tommy, and tell me how you have +been doing this week." + +TOMMY. "Oh, here is the highest mark, mamma, a 1." + +MAMMA. "And what is that for, Tommy?" + +TOMMY. "Days absent, 1." + + + + +JOHNNY'S COUNTING. + + +JOHNNY. "Mamma, I can count all the way up to twelve." + +MAMMA. "And what comes after twelve, Johnny?" + +JOHNNY. "Recess." + + + + +AN APPEAL. + + +"Papa," said Jennie, climbing upon her father's knee, "don't you think +that 'stead o' ten cents a week you could give me fifteen?" + +"Well, I don't know, my dear," was the answer. "What do you want of the +extra five cents?" + +"I thought my dollie was old enough to have a 'lowance, and I want to +give it to her." + + + + +A POSSIBLE EXPLANATION. + + +"I know how Columbus made that egg stand up," said Wilbur. "He had it +hatched first." + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, May 14, 1895, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, MAY 14, 1895 *** + +***** This file should be named 32961-8.txt or 32961-8.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/3/2/9/6/32961/ + +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. Special rules, +set forth in the General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to +copying and distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to +protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm concept and trademark. 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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 Round Table, May 14, 1895 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 24, 2010 [EBook #32961] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, MAY 14, 1895 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HEROES_OF_AMERICA"><b>HEROES OF AMERICA.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_HINT"><b>A HINT.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#A_CHINESE_ENTERPRISE"><b>A CHINESE ENTERPRISE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_FORGOTTEN_GUNS"><b>THE FORGOTTEN GUNS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#MISS_APPOLINAS_CHOICE"><b>MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SNOW-SHOES_AND_SLEDGES"><b>SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#RABBITS"><b>RABBITS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#KNICKERBOCKER_GRAYS"><b>KNICKERBOCKER GRAYS.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PUDDING_STICK"><b>THE PUDDING STICK</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#OFF_WITH_THE_MERBOY"><b>OFF WITH THE MERBOY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT"><b>INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_PUDDING_STICK2"><b>THE PUDDING STICK</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#BICYCLING"><b>BICYCLING</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#STAMPS"><b>STAMPS</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THE_CAMERA_CLUB"><b>THE CAMERA CLUB</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_497" id="Page_497">[Pg 497]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="331" alt="HARPERS ROUND TABLE" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">Copyright, 1895, by <span class="smcap">Harper & Brothers</span>. All Rights Reserved.</p> + +<hr style='width: 100%;' /> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>PUBLISHED WEEKLY.</td><td align='center'>NEW YORK, TUESDAY, MAY 14, 1895.</td><td align='right'>FIVE CENTS A COPY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>VOL. XVI.—NO. 811.</td><td align='center'></td><td align='right'>TWO DOLLARS A YEAR.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style="width: 100%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"><a name="HEROES_OF_AMERICA" id="HEROES_OF_AMERICA"></a> +<img src="images/ill_002.jpg" width="700" height="426" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>HEROES OF AMERICA.</h2> + +<h3>THE FIGHT AT HAMPTON ROADS.</h3> + +<h3>BY THE HONORABLE THEODORE ROOSEVELT.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 204px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="204" height="200" alt="Decorative N" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>aval battles of the civil war have an immense importance, because they +mark the line of cleavage between naval warfare under the old and naval +warfare under the new conditions. From the days of the defeat of the +Spanish Armada, for two centuries and a half, the fighting at sea was +carried on in ships of substantially the same character—wooden sailing +ships, carrying many guns mounted in broadside. Howard, Drake, Blake, +Tromp, De Ruyter, Nelson, and all the other great admirals, and all the +famous single-ship fighters—whose skill reached its highest expression +in our own navy during the war of 1812—commanded craft built and armed +in a substantially similar manner, and fought with the same weapons and +under much the same conditions.</p> + +<p>But in the civil war weapons and methods were introduced which caused a +revolution greater even than that which divided the sailing ship from +the galley. The use of steam, the casing of ships in iron armor, and the +employment of the torpedo, the ram, and the gun of huge calibre, +produced such radically new types that the old ships of the line became +at one stroke as antiquated as the galleys of Hamilcar or Alcibiades. +All of these new engines of war were for the first time tried in actual +combat, and some of them were for the first time invented, during our +own civil war, and the first occasion on which any of the new methods +were thoroughly tested was attended by incidents which made it one of +the most striking of naval battles.</p> + +<p>In the Chesapeake Bay, near Hampton Roads, the United<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_498" id="Page_498">[Pg 498]</a></span> States had +collected a fleet of wooden ships; some of them old-style sailing +vessels, others steamers. The Confederates were known to be building a +great iron-clad ram, and the wooden vessels were eagerly watching for +her appearance when she should come out of Gosport Harbor. Her powers +and capacity were utterly unknown. She was made out of the former United +States steam-frigate <i>Merrimac</i>, cut down so as to make her fore and aft +decks nearly flat and not much above the water, while the guns were +mounted in a covered central battery with sloping flanks. Her sides and +deck were coated with iron, and she was armed with formidable rifle +guns, and, most important of all, with a steel ram thrust out under +water forward from her bow. She was commanded by a very gallant and +efficient officer, Captain Tattnall.</p> + +<p>It was March 8, 1862, when the ram at last made her appearance within +sight of the Union fleet. The day was calm and very clear, so that the +throngs of spectators on shore could see every feature of the battle. +With the great ram came three light gunboats, all of which took part in +the action, harassing the vessels which she assailed; but they were not +factors of importance in the fight. On the Union side the vessels +nearest were the sailing ships <i>Cumberland</i> and <i>Congress</i>, and the +steam-frigate <i>Minnesota</i>. The <i>Congress</i> and <i>Cumberland</i> were anchored +not far from each other; the <i>Minnesota</i> got aground, and was some +distance off. Owing to the currents and shoals and the lack of wind no +other vessel was able to get up in time to take part in the fight.</p> + +<p>As soon as the great ram appeared out of the harbor she turned and +steamed steadily toward the <i>Congress</i> and the <i>Cumberland</i>, the black +smoke rising from her funnels, and the great ripples running from each +side of her iron prow as she drove steadily through the still waters. On +board of the <i>Congress</i> and <i>Cumberland</i> there was eager anticipation, +but not a particle of fear. The officers in command, Captain Smith and +Lieutenant Morris, were two of the most gallant men in a service where +gallantry has always been too common to need special comment. The crews +were composed of veterans, well trained, self-confident, and proud +beyond measure of the flag whose honor they upheld. The guns were run +out, and the men stood at quarters, while the officers eagerly conned +the approaching ironclad.</p> + +<p>The <i>Congress</i> was the first to open fire; and as her volleys flew, the +men on the <i>Cumberland</i> were astounded to see the cannon-shot bound oft +the sloping sides of the ram as haildrops bound from a window-pane. The +ram answered, and her rifle shells tore the sides of the <i>Congress</i>; but +for her first victim she aimed at the <i>Cumberland</i>, and, firing her bow +guns, came straight as an arrow at the little sloop of war, which lay +broadside to her. It was an absolutely hopeless struggle. The +<i>Cumberland</i> was a sailing ship, at anchor, with wooden sides, and a +battery of light guns. Against the formidable steam ironclad, with her +heavy rifles and steel ram, she was as powerless as if she had been a +row-boat; and from the moment when the men saw the cannon-shot bound +from the ram's sloping sides they knew they were doomed. But none of +them flinched. Once and again they fired their guns full against the +approaching ram, and in response received a few shells from the great +bow rifles of the latter. Then, forging ahead, the <i>Merrimac</i> struck her +antagonist with her steel prow, and the sloop of war reeled and +shuddered, and through the great rent in her side the black water +rushed.</p> + +<p>She foundered in a few minutes; but her crew fought her to the last, +cheering as they ran out the guns, and sending shot after shot against +the ram as the latter backed off after delivering the blow. The rush of +the water soon swamped the lower decks, but the men on the upper deck +continued to serve the guns, and fired them until the deck was awash, +and the vessel had not ten seconds of life left. Then, with her flags +flying, her men cheering, and her guns firing, the <i>Cumberland</i> sank. It +was shallow where she settled down, so that her masts remained above the +water. The glorious flag for which the brave men aboard her had died +flew proudly in the wind all that day, while the fight went on, and +throughout the night; and next morning it was still streaming over the +beautiful bay, to mark the resting-place of as gallant a vessel as ever +sailed or fought on the high-seas.</p> + +<p>After the <i>Cumberland</i> sank, the ram turned her attention to the +<i>Congress</i>. Finding it difficult to get at her in the shoal water, she +began to knock her to pieces with her great rifle guns. The unequal +fight between the ironclad and the wooden ship lasted for perhaps half +an hour. By that time the commander of the <i>Congress</i> had been killed, +and her decks looked like a slaughter-house. She was utterly unable to +make any impression on her foe, and finally she took fire and blew up. +The <i>Minnesota</i> was the third victim marked for destruction, and the +<i>Merrimac</i> began the attack upon her at once; but it was getting very +late, and as the water was shoal and she could not get close, the ram +finally drew back to her anchorage to wait until next day before +renewing and completing her work of destruction.</p> + +<p>All that night there was the wildest exultation among the Confederates, +while the gloom and panic of the Union men cannot be described. It was +evident that the United States ships-of-war were as helpless as +cockle-shells against their iron-clad foe, and there was no question +that she could destroy the whole fleet with ease and with absolute +impunity. This meant not only the breaking of the blockade, but the +sweeping away at one blow of the North's naval supremacy, which was +indispensable to the success of the war for the Union. It is small +wonder that during that night the wisest and bravest should have almost +despaired of the Union.</p> + +<p>But in the hour of the nation's greatest need a champion suddenly +appeared, in time to play the last scene in this great drama of sea +warfare. The North, too, had been trying its hand at building ironclads. +The most successful of them was the little <i>Monitor</i>, a flat-decked, +low, turreted ironclad, armed with a couple of heavy guns. She was the +first experiment of her kind, and her absolutely flat surface, nearly +level with the water, her revolving turret, and her utter unlikeness to +any pre-existing naval type, had made her an object of mirth among most +practical seamen; but her inventor, Ericsson, never despaired of her. +Under the command of a gallant naval officer, Captain Worden, she was +sent South from New York, and though she almost foundered in a gale she +managed to weather it, and reached the scene of the battle at Hampton +Roads at the hour of the nation's sorest need.</p> + +<p>Early the following morning the <i>Merrimac</i> again steamed forth to take +up the work she had so well begun, and to destroy the Union fleet. She +steered straight for the <i>Minnesota</i>; but when she was almost there, to +her astonishment a strange-looking little craft advanced from the side +of the big wooden frigate and boldly barred the <i>Merrimac</i>'s path. For a +moment the Confederates could hardly believe their eyes. The <i>Monitor</i> +was tiny compared to their ship, for she was not one-fifth the size, and +her queer construction and odd look made them look at their new foe with +contempt; but the first shock of battle did away with this feeling. The +<i>Merrimac</i> turned on her foe her rifle guns, intending to blow her out +of the water, but the shot glanced from the thick iron turret of the +<i>Monitor</i>. Then the <i>Monitor</i>'s guns opened fire, and as the great balls +struck the sides of the ram the plates started and her timbers gave. Had +the <i>Monitor</i> been such a vessel as those of her type produced later in +the war the ram would have been sunk then and there; but as it was her +shot was not quite heavy enough to pierce the iron walls. Around and +around the two strange combatants hovered, their guns bellowing without +cessation, while the men on the frigates and on shore watched the result +with breathless interest. Neither the <i>Merrimac</i> nor the <i>Monitor</i> could +dispose of its antagonist. The ram's guns could not damage the turret, +and the <i>Monitor</i> was able to dexterously avoid the stroke of the +formidable prow. On the other hand, the shot of the <i>Monitor</i> could not +penetrate the <i>Merrimac</i>'s tough sides. Accordingly, fierce though the +struggle was, and much though there was that hinged on it, it was not +bloody in character. The <i>Merrimac</i> could neither destroy nor evade the +<i>Monitor</i>. She could not sink her when she tried to, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_499" id="Page_499">[Pg 499]</a></span> when she +abandoned her and turned to attack one of the other wooden vessels the +little turreted ship was thrown across her path, so that the fight had +to be renewed. Both sides grew thoroughly exhausted, and finally the +battle ceased by mutual consent. Nothing more could be done. The ram was +badly damaged, and there was no help for her save to put back to the +port whence she had come. Twice afterwards she came out, but neither +time did she come near enough to the <i>Monitor</i> to attack her, and the +latter could not move off where she would cease to protect the wooden +ships. Tactically it was a drawn battle, neither ship being able to +damage the other, and both ships being fought to a standstill; but the +moral and material effects were wholly in favor of the <i>Monitor</i>. Her +victory was hailed with exultant joy throughout the whole Union, and +exercised a correspondingly depressing effect in the Confederacy, while +every naval man throughout the world who possessed eyes to see saw that +the fight in Hampton Roads had inaugurated a new era in ocean warfare, +and that the <i>Monitor</i> and <i>Merrimac</i>, which had waged so gallant and so +terrible a battle, were the first ships of the new era, and that as such +their names would be forever famous.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_HINT" id="A_HINT"></a>A HINT.</h2> + +<h3>BY MARGARET E. SANGSTER.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">If only you'll think of it, dearie,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">When people are vexing and rude,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And be pleasant for two,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">When one's scolding at you.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">You will conquer the contrary mood.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">If only you'll think of it, dearie,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">When a certain troublesome elf,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">With pease in his shoes,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And a look of the blues,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Comes calling upon you himself—</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">If <i>only</i> you'll think of it, dearie,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And laugh, like the sun, in his face,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">He will scamper away;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">You'll be happy all day;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And <i>I'd</i> like to be in your place.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_CHINESE_ENTERPRISE" id="A_CHINESE_ENTERPRISE"></a>A CHINESE ENTERPRISE.</h2> + +<p>We are all more or less interested nowadays in China and the Chinese. +They are a curious people, and their customs are so different from those +of other nations that to us, who are proud of being civilized, they +sometimes seem quite ridiculous. What civilized nation would provide a +regular home for beggars, for instance—not as a matter of charity, for +all civilized people do that, but purely in the line of business? Yet +the Chinese do this, if the following story told by a German newspaper +is true. According to this journal, the <i>Kleine Chronik</i>, a joint-stock +company in Peking erected some years ago a large building termed +Ki-mao-fan, or hen-feather-house. It is to be used as a night refuge for +the begging population of the Celestial city. A monster feather-bed +covers the whole floor of one of the largest rooms. Old and young, all +are admitted without distinction. Each settles down for the night as +comfortably as he can in this ocean of feathers. At first each sleeper +received a small blanket, but it was found, subsequently, that these +blankets very soon disappeared, being probably appropriated by the +servants of the establishment, so an enormous common blanket, full of +round holes through which the beggars at rest on the feathers can thrust +their heads for air, was made, large enough to cover the floor of the +whole room. In the day-time this general blanket is drawn up to the +ceiling by ropes and pulleys, and at night, when all the company are in +their places, it is let down, and then the beggars have to look sharp to +get their heads through one of the holes lest they run a good chance of +being suffocated. The same in the morning, they must be careful to draw +their heads out of the hole at the first stroke of the tomtom, when the +blanket is again lifted from the huge nest lest they be drawn up to the +ceiling and hanged.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THE_FORGOTTEN_GUNS" id="THE_FORGOTTEN_GUNS"></a>THE FORGOTTEN GUNS.</h2> + +<h3>BY EARLE TRACY.</h3> + +<p>Bascom and Captain Lazaré's boy Narcisse were diving near the croaker +bank.</p> + +<p>"Bet you I can stay under twice as long as you can," Bascom said, +as he and Narcisse balanced on the edge of a row-boat. +"One—two—three—jump!"</p> + +<p>There was a sharp smack as both boys hit the water at the same instant, +and then the ripples gurgled over them. The black head of Narcisse came +up again very soon, and he puffed and blew. He was a big, thick-set, +older boy than Bascom, but short-winded and inclined toward laziness. He +had time to turn on his back and catch his breath at leisure before +Bascom reappeared. "I was studyin' me 'bout goin' down aftah you," he +drawled.</p> + +<p>But Bascom did not answer until he had rested a minute with one hand on +the gunwale of the boat. He was very white. "I—beat—you," he panted at +last. "I—tole you—I would." His breath was coming back to him in big +draughts that he could scarcely swallow.</p> + +<p>"Yo' can beat me a-pullin' right now if yo' want to," Narcisse offered +as they climbed into the boat.</p> + +<p>Bascom was glad enough to take the oars. He was breathing again, and he +would rather do anything than keep still. He wanted to shout and clap +his hands and jump, but he did not wish to excite the curiosity of +Narcisse. The hot afternoon sun poured generously over them and dried +their bathing-suits into every-day clothes.</p> + +<p>A sound of hammering came from one of the schooners at anchor near the +landing. "I hear Captain Tony," Bascom said. "I reckon I'll get out +here."</p> + +<p>"I didn't guess yo'd pass by de little <i>Mystery</i>," Narcisse answered, +with a good-natured grin. All Potosi was used to Bascom's devotion to +the boat which he and Captain Tony had won by bringing it safely through +the great Gulf storm the year before. Narcisse was no sooner out of +sight, however, than Bascom forgot even the <i>Mystery</i> in the excitement +it had been so hard to suppress.</p> + +<p>"Cap'n Tony," he cried, fairly stammering with eagerness—"Cap'n Tony— +I—I—found a buried cannon on the croaker bank!"</p> + +<p>"W-w'at?" said Captain Tony, wondering.</p> + +<p>"It's all crusted up with barnacles, but I know it's a cannon," Bascom +insisted. "I felt all round it, and inside of it too."</p> + +<p>Captain Tony lifted his cap a little and then drew it down over his eyes +again incredulously. "I guess it can't be true," he said at last. "I +have never hear me 'bout any cannon sunk in de bay, an' I know all de +story of ole time."</p> + +<p>Bascom was prancing up and down in a perfect fever of impatience. "It +must have been ever so long ago, the pirates or the Spaniards," he said. +"An' if there's a cannon there must ha' been a ship sunk there, an' if +there was a ship there must be a treasure, an' we're not a-goin' to say +nothin' to nobody, but we're a-goin' to fish it all up!"</p> + +<p>Captain Tony put a hand on Bascom's shoulder to keep him from squirming. +"Yo' boy," he said, with the warm-hearted indulgence he always felt for +the young waif who had become his business partner, "I doan t'ink me dat +if dere is a cannon dere it will run off—not dis evenin'; an' faw de +treasure, it was without doubt mo' easy to remove. Mos' likely it run +away good w'ile ago."</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm goin' to look an' be sure," Bascom said. "We must get the +cannon, anyways, and have her on the <i>Mystery</i>."</p> + +<p>The Captain chuckled. "Us'es'll raise sail," he said, "an' jus' run out +befo' de breeze dies down." They might more easily have rowed, but Tony +and Bascom seldom went anywhere without the <i>Mystery</i>, except on land.</p> + +<p>When Narcisse was rowing leisurely toward his father's point on the back +bay, he saw the little <i>Mystery</i> put out from shore and presently cast +anchor at the croaker bank, and he put two and two together clumsily.</p> + +<p>"Might 'a' known Bascom wouldn' drown hisse'f like dat<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_500" id="Page_500">[Pg 500]</a></span> faw fun," he +meditated. "He has suah foun' somet'ing." He rested on his oars and +pondered quite a while. "If Bascom has foun' somet'ing, I doan' see why +I didn' fin' it too. Maybe I did. My han' touched bottom, an' I +recollec' I felt somet'ing me. Bascom think he sma't not to have tell, +but I did not tell either, me;" and suddenly Narcisse set to rowing.</p> + +<p>After Bascom dropped anchor on the croaker bank, Captain Tony poised +himself and dived. Bascom waited for his reappearance, with hands +clinched. Tony did not stay under as long as the boy had, but he was +almost as excited as soon as he came up.</p> + +<p>"I didn' fin' 'em at de firs'," he panted, "but dere are two at de +leas'. I put my han' on dem. It mus' have been a great ship, but, I do +not know 'boud her. It mus' be ver', ver' ole, de mos' ole of all."</p> + +<p>"How can we get 'em up?" gasped Bascom.</p> + +<p>"Ah," said the Captain, "dat will be de troub'. It will take a win'lass +an' grapplin'-irons an' mo' men. It will be de question if it pay."</p> + +<p>"Couldn't us'es do it by ourselves?" Bascom pleaded. His whole little +self-dependent life had strengthened his tendency to look out for +himself. The more there were to work for the treasure the more there +would be to share it.</p> + +<p>"No," said the Captain. "Tek a pile of men to raise dose cannon."</p> + +<p>"Then," put in Bascom, eagerly—"then le's ask Captain Lazaré an' +Narcisse to help. Me an' Narcisse was here together when I found 'em."</p> + +<p>The Captain knit his brows and looked up the bay. "I guess dat a good +idea," he said. "Lazaré prett' sharp, but dey won't be much chance faw +anyt'ing but straight wo'k. I see dey's a-raisin' sail on de +<i>Alphonsine</i>."</p> + +<p>"I'll row across an' speak to him when he passes," said Bascom.</p> + +<p>But there was no need; Lazaré's schooner headed toward them from the +first. As it came slowly about and anchored close to theirs Captain Tony +gave Bascom a swift, inquiring glance, but Bascom shook his head. Then +he shouted cheerfully,</p> + +<p>"Ho there!"</p> + +<p>"It strange dat yo' are jus' wheah we come," Lazaré said. "Did Bascom +fin' it too?"</p> + +<p>"Find what?" said Bascom, on his guard.</p> + +<p>"At de bottom, w'en yo' was divin'," continued Lazaré, coolly. "Narcisse +he fin' somesing, an' I t'ought me I bettah jus' to come an' see w'at to +do 'boud it."</p> + +<p>"Narcisse didn't find nothin'," Bascom exclaimed, hotly. "He didn't stay +under a second. If he thinks he found anythin', what color was it, an' +how did it feel? Was it dead? An' where did it come from?"</p> + +<p>"I didn' want to drown myse'f like yo'," Narcisse answered. "I was faw +gettin' home and tellin'."</p> + +<p>"No you wa'n't," cried Bascom, fuming. "You know you wa'n't a-studyin' +about nothin'. You didn't look like you'd ever seed anythin' in your +life."</p> + +<p>"De way is," said Lazaré, "dat de one was jus' as big a fool as de +odder. Dey both come 'long pertendin', instead of talkin' it ovah like +men an' agreein' to share it. Have yo' been down yet, Tony, to see w'at +yo' t'ink?"</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Tony; "I been down. Us'es was sayin', Bascom an' me, dat +maybe yo'-all like to go in wid us raisin' dose cannon." Bascom pulled +his sleeve, but he went right on. "Dere may be a little money in sellin' +'em faw a show, an' den Bascom he say he want one on de <i>Mystery</i>."</p> + +<p>Bascom looked relieved, and Narcisse disgusted, but there was nothing to +gather from Captain Lazaré's face.</p> + +<p>"Dat was w'at I t'ought," he said. "Dere ain't nosing goin' on, an' +anysing we can make is dat much ahead."</p> + +<p>It was in this spirit that work was begun the next day. Not a word was +said about the possibility of treasure, yet everyone knew that they were +treasure-hunting. In these haunts of the old pirates children were +brought up on legends of buried gold. But Bascom became perfectly +absorbed in the guns. They could not be accounted for. No one in all the +country remembered seeing or hearing of the wreck of a war-vessel in the +bay. Nothing like that had happened during the war; the bay was too +shallow for any modern ships. Its shoals were what had made it so +attractive to the pirates, but the fate of all the pirate boats was +known, and none had ever been lost there, nor had they ever sunk a +victim inside the islands. Everything pointed to the old discoverers, +the Spaniards and the Frenchmen. Bascom, who had taken small interest in +the history of that or any other region, began to cram his mind eagerly +with everything in the shape of legend or record or theory until the +early days of the coast were at his fingers' ends.</p> + +<p>The bay was thick with boats to watch the raising of the first gun. It +had taken a long time to get the grappling-irons fastened. There was not +a suit of diving armor to be had, and the men were obliged to go down +again and again before they could pry the gun far enough out of its hard +bed of shells to be grasped. When at last they felt it yielding to the +windlass there was a big cheer, and then a breathless pause. The gun came +on deck coated with shells and almost choked with barnacles and rust. +Bascom flung himself atop of it and began to scrape. The others crowded +over him. But there were no distinguishing marks. What he could disclose +of the gun's surface showed it to be of some alloy similar to bronze. It +was simply formed, and though not like any modern gun, neither Bascom +with his new knowledge, nor anyone else who saw it, could find anything +by which to guess its age. Of all the queer things that from time to +time had made their appearance in Pontomoc Bay it was the most +mysterious.</p> + +<p>"You should sell it to some big museum," said a New Orleans man who had +come aboard from his row-boat.</p> + +<p>"They'll have to pay us'es our price before they gets it," Bascom said; +"things don't come so cheap that have been laid by and saved so keerful +for hundreds and hundreds of years."</p> + +<p>"They are mo' of them down there," began Captain Lazaré, whose gray hair +was wet and clinging to his hard old head from diving to superintend. +"Le's not be a-wastin' time, boys."</p> + +<p>"I would bring up everything there is in the way of wreckage," added the +gentleman; "it may help to identify the guns."</p> + +<p>But nothing that was ever said or found threw any light. The fragments +of worm-eaten timber which they brought up seemed to have been rudely +hewn, and riveted with wooden pegs for bolts. It was old, old, old—and +there the story ended.</p> + +<p>On the day that they were raising the sixth gun, the last they ever +found, Bascom and Narcisse went down as usual. Bascom had been under +longer, and was just about to rise when the hook under the lifted end of +the cannon was repelled by something hard. He dug down, and his hand +felt what was unmistakably the corner of a chest. Narcisse caught sight +of the motion and put his hand in too, then he sprang up, pushing Bascom +down with his foot while he rose.</p> + +<p>"I foun' a chest!" he gasped, coming up. "I foun' the treasure!"</p> + +<p>"Wheah? How big?" cried Lazaré, and they crowded round the boy. But some +one noticed the blank water and raised another cry,</p> + +<p>"Where's Bascom?"</p> + +<p>Captain Tony drew one deep breath, thrust his hands above his head, and +sprang into the water. Narcisse stood still a moment, big eyes big with +horror, then he followed overboard.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 360px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="360" height="500" alt="THE CAPTAIN REAPPEARED AND LIFTED BASCOM'S HEAD ABOVE +WATER." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE CAPTAIN REAPPEARED AND LIFTED BASCOM'S HEAD ABOVE +WATER.</span> +</div> + +<p>It seemed a breathless age before the Captain reappeared and lifted +Bascom's limp head above water. A dozen hands pulled them on deck and +fell to work on Bascom.</p> + +<p>"He'll come out," prayed the Captain through his teeth; "he got to come +out. My boy—Bascom—"</p> + +<p>Narcisse climbed up the schooner's side, but no one noticed him, and he +hung in torture outside the group surrounding Bascom.</p> + +<p>"He'd run his arm under de end of de cannon and de grapplin'-hook," +Captain Tony was saying, "an' dey had settle back onto him, an' he had +not the strength lef' to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_501" id="Page_501">[Pg 501]</a></span> pull out. I doan' understan' how it could have +settle on him like dat; but he will come out. He got to come out."</p> + +<p>Narcisse, hearing all this, sneaked away into the cabin. He had had no +wish to hurt Bascom even when he pushed him down; it was just the +temptation to be ahead for once.</p> + +<p>At last there was a step down the ladder. Captain Tony came and sank +onto the bench opposite. He did not see Narcisse; he was talking to +himself, and his voice trembled. "My little pa'dnah," he said; "he was +so wil' 'boud dat treasure—an' proud 'boud dem ole cannon. T'ink of dat +little chap weatherin' de big sto'm wid me. He was the stuff—"</p> + +<p>Narcisse reached over and clutched timidly at the Captain's leg. "Ain't +dere—no chance—lef'?" he begged.</p> + +<p>Tony started, and gazed at the boy and tried to speak, but his voice +broke into a sob. He reached over and patted Narcisse. "He—he comin' +out," he said. "He be all right. I couldn' get long widout him."</p> + +<p>Narcisse shrank back again, the better part of him ashamed to receive +Tony's kindness. A moment later he crept past and went on deck. A few of +the men still hovered around Bascom, who lay on the deck, very white, +very sick, very washed-looking, but open-eyed and breathing. Most of +them, however, were busy again, at the windlass, and were just hauling +up the last gun. It had to be lifted before the treasure could be gotten +out, but no time was given to it after it was landed on the deck. Only +Bascom, who, in spite of his weakness, wanted to be where he could watch +the raising of the treasure, was brought and pillowed on it, an old +tarpaulin being folded over to keep him from feeling the shells.</p> + +<p>The chest had been so deeply bedded under the gun that it was the +hardest of all to raise; but at last it began to come, and Bascom +struggled up from his gun to watch it swing, dripping, to the deck. It +was wooden, oblong in shape, and very heavy; the edges were worn off and +crumbling.</p> + +<p>"If it hadn' been covered so deep it wouldn' have keep so well as it +has," said Captain Lazaré, waving the other men back, but trying not to +look eager or excited.</p> + +<p>Captain Tony bent over it with him. "I doan' see the fastenin'," he +said. "I guess we cut into him. It will be ver' easy at dis end." And he +began chipping where the wood was most decayed.</p> + +<p>It was the only thing to do, and yet, as the men stood with gaping +mouths waiting for the lid to yield, Bascom felt a new ache at his heart +to see the uncouth relic damaged. A great chunk of it gave way, and +every one bent forward. Still there was nothing to be seen but wood. +Lazaré caught the axe from Tony's hand and gave the thing a mighty blow +that sent a dull rent through it. He pried it apart with the blade and +laid it open. He had split in two a block of solid wood.</p> + +<p>"It—it was one of the old gun-carriages!" cried Bascom, and sank back +upon his austere pillow.</p> + +<p>Captain Tony lifted his cap a little, and then pulled it down over his +eyes again. Stooping, he measured the two sections of wood. Then, +turning to Lazaré, he asked, "Is it a fair divide?"</p> + +<p>Lazaré covered his feelings with a comical shrug, but Narcisse and both +the crews looked whipped with disappointment, and eyed the innocent old +block resentfully. Bascom motioned to have it brought alongside his gun.</p> + +<p>"I don't see," he said, afterward, "what better an old party like that +could have done, comin' from so far, than to bring his comforts with him +instead of presents for folks he didn't know."</p> + +<p>Bascom never told what Narcisse had done to him under water, and the gun +that had had a share in it was used to keeping its own counsel. It and +its comrades were left in his care, and when he saw that they would be +awkward ballast on the <i>Mystery</i>, they were piled together on Tony's +beach to wait a purchaser. The faith which Bascom had had in them staid +with him, although public interest in them died out, and they were +forgotten again. But Bascom was always working with them, and polishing +them, and talking to them when he had the time.</p> + +<p>"It's queer how you all staid there so quiet, and waited hundreds an' +hundreds an' hundreds of years—just for me," he said to them. "I wisht +I could only find out where you come from, and what you're calculatin' +for me to do. You didn't come for nothin', I make sure of that."</p> + +<p>But the guns with all their sleeping possibilities of voice lay still.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_502" id="Page_502">[Pg 502]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="MISS_APPOLINAS_CHOICE" id="MISS_APPOLINAS_CHOICE"></a>MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE.</h2> + +<h3>BY AGNES LITTLETON.</h3> + +<h3>Part III.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="200" height="200" alt="Decorative T" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>he next morning at ten o'clock two frightened and trembling maidens +presented themselves at the door of Miss Briggs's house on Madison +Avenue. It was all out of order, to be sure, for them to be calling at +such an hour, for it was the time appointed for their lessons, and +yesterday had been a holiday also on account of the fair; but Miss +Briggs's word was to a certain extent law in the family, and governesses +and masters were asked to defer their coming.</p> + +<p>The mothers of Millicent and Peggy had little idea as to why their +cousin wished to see them, for neither girl dared to confess her +atrocious deed. In fact, Millicent herself did not know of Peggy's poem. +Peggy was putting off the evil moment as long as possible, when she +should be forced to give an account of what she had done.</p> + +<p>She was really very much ashamed of herself. She had lain awake half the +night thinking of what a rude, unladylike, childish trick she had been +guilty.</p> + +<p>"From first to last it has been silly," she groaned. "It was perfectly +hateful of me to make Milly send her poetry and turn her into a +laughing-stock, even though no one knows it was she who wrote them, and +it was ridiculous for me to put that one in about Cousin Appolina. And +it isn't very funny, either. I might have made a better one while I was +about it. Oh dear! oh dear! I wish I hadn't been born a joker! I'll +never get to England now, not for years and years, for papa declares he +won't take me himself until I have finished school. And when he hears +about this, for, of course, Cousin Appolina will tell the whole family, +what <i>will</i> he say! Oh, oh! Unfortunate wretch that I am!"</p> + +<p>Thus Peggy. Millicent, in the mean time, across the street, was in a no +less unhappy frame of mind.</p> + +<p>"What can it be?" said she to herself. "Cousin Appolina could not have +found out then about the slippers, for she seemed to be in a very +pleasant mood when she came to the poetry-table. What in the world made +her buy all the poems? She must have come upon one that she liked, or +one that she didn't like, that made her buy them all. Probably that she +didn't like, but which one, I wonder?"</p> + +<p>But as I have said, they rang Miss Briggs's door-bell, punctual to the +moment. James, the melancholy footman, seemed even more solemn than +usual as he ushered them up the stairs to the door of Miss Briggs's +library.</p> + +<p>"Miss Reid and Miss Margaret Reid," he announced, in a sepulchral voice, +and withdrew, leaving them to their fate.</p> + +<p>Miss Briggs sat at her desk writing. She gave the girls a cold +good-morning, and motioned them to be seated. She continued to write, +and her quill pen travelled briskly across the page, scratching loudly. +Millicent's heart sank. The slippers were placed in reproachful +prominence upon the top of the desk. The poems were not to be seen.</p> + +<p>After some minutes' silence, broken only by a deep-drawn sigh from +Milly, a warning cough from Peggy, and the scratching of the quill, Miss +Briggs turned in her chair and faced them. She removed the spectacles +which she had worn when writing, and raised her lorgnette. The girls +thought that no stern judge in the days of witchcraft could have +appeared more formidable. She scrutinized them piercingly, coldly, +judicially. Then she spoke.</p> + +<p>"I have asked you to come to me, young ladies, that some small matters +may be cleared up. Who wrote that poetry?" It was not the slippers +entirely, then. It was "To a Pearl in an Oyster-shell"; and Peggy would +go to England. Millicent's eyes were on the ground, the color came and +went in her cheeks, her head drooped.</p> + +<p>"I did," she faltered.</p> + +<p>"Just as I thought. No one but you, you silly scrap of sentiment, would +be guilty of writing such trash. It is now consigned to its proper +destination;" and she pointed to a large scrap-basket which the girls +had not before noticed, and which was filled to overflowing with the +ill-fated booklets. "I have looked through them all, and find nothing +but harmless trash, with one exception. As you may suppose, it is this +one;" and from under some papers on her desk she drew another.</p> + +<p>"I suppose it is the sonnet to 'A Pearl in an Oyster-shell,'" gasped +Millicent. "I am sorry, Cousin Appolina, that it went in. I—"</p> + +<p>"Pearl in an oyster-shell? Nonsense! What do I care about pearls in +oyster-shells? Do not try any of those evasions with me; they are of no +use. I am shocked, pained, astonished that one of my own kith and kin, +the daughter of my cousin Van Aspinwall Reid, should have been guilty of +such—such—well, words fail me!—such gross impertinence!"</p> + +<p>Millicent forgot her misery, and stared at Miss Briggs in astonishment. +"I don't know what you mean, Cousin Appolina, unless it is the +slippers."</p> + +<p>"Slippers! Yes, you may well allude to the slippers, but the next time +you send my gifts to be sold pray be more careful. I drew one of them on +my foot this morning and felt the crunch of paper in the toe. I examined +the paper, and found it to be this."</p> + +<p>Miss Appolina rose and held a small white card toward Millicent. This is +what was written upon it:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>"For Millicent, with love and good wishes for a Merry Christmas +and Happy New Year, from her cousin, Appolina Briggs."</p></div> + +<p>"I notice that the check which I sent with the slippers was carefully +removed. <i>That</i> did not go to the fair," added Miss Briggs, grimly, as +she again seated herself.</p> + +<p>Millicent burst into tears. All this time Peggy's mind was busy. A +terrible temptation stared her in the face. No one seemed to suspect her +of having written the lines about her cousin; if she did not confess it, +who would know it?</p> + +<p>After all, it would do no further harm to Millicent's prospects if +Cousin Appolina continued to think that she wrote them, for she would +not be chosen to go to England now under any circumstances on account of +the slippers.</p> + +<p>Should Peggy remain quiet and let it pass? Not a creature but herself +knew what she had done, and it would be easy enough to continue to hide +it.</p> + +<p>"Cousin Appolina," said Millicent, finding her voice at last, "I am so +sorry! You see, I hadn't worn the slippers, for the ones you gave me +before are still as good as new, and I had nothing to send to the fair, +for I don't do any fancy-work, and I thought—perhaps—you wouldn't +mind. I didn't notice the paper."</p> + +<p>"Evidently not; but what if the shoes had fallen into other hands than +mine? What if— But all this amounts to nothing compared with your +positive outrageousness in writing those lines about me and sending them +to be sold."</p> + +<p>"Cousin Appolina, what do you mean?" cried Millicent. "I didn't mean +you."</p> + +<p>"Mean me?" repeated Miss Briggs, in wrath. "To whom, then, were you +referring? Is there <i>another</i> Miss Appolina B.?"</p> + +<p>"I can't imagine what you are talking about, honestly, Cousin Appolina, +but I really did not mean that you were the pearl in the oyster-shell. I +wrote it about some one else."</p> + +<p>"Pearl in the oyster-shell! Do not dare to mention that pearl or that +oyster-shell again. I am tired of hearing of them both. And do not +pretend that you do not understand me, Millicent. You are not so stupid +as all that, though I must say you were extraordinarily dull of +comprehension when you sent those verses to the fair, and it was +astonishingly like you to do it, too. No, this is what I am referring +to. Now, what have you to say for yourself?"</p> + +<p>She thrust the unlucky booklet at her cousin, and began to walk the +floor.</p> + +<p>Millicent read the verses:<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_503" id="Page_503">[Pg 503]</a></span></p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Who is a dame of high degree?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Who's always scolded little me?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Who is a sight strange for to see?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">Miss Appolina B.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Who cannot with her friends agree?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Who loves to feed on cakes and tea?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Who prides herself on her pedigree?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">Miss Appolina B.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Who'll soon set sail across the sea?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Who will not take her cousins three?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Who is an ancient, awful she?</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;">Miss Appolina B."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"Who else would have written that about the 'cousins three'" thundered +Miss Briggs, as she walked. "And, besides, you have already confessed +that you are the author of the rhymes. What more is needed? As for my +pedigree, is there a better one in all New York? I may be ancient and I +may be awful, but at least I am aristocratic. Cakes and tea forsooth! +You have had the last cakes and tea you will ever have in my house. +Margaret"—suddenly stopping in front of Peggy—"Margaret, I have +decided that you shall be the one to go abroad with me. I have made up +my mind to that, now that Millicent has confessed that she wrote the +poetry. Yesterday I was in doubt as to which one of you had written it, +so I requested you both to come to me, but in the mean time I have read +the other poems, and even before Millicent acknowledged it, I knew that +they had emanated from no pen but hers! No one else could have been +capable of such trash. We will sail, Margaret, on the 1st of June."</p> + +<p>Still, Peggy held her peace. She would wait and see what Millicent said. +Millicent, too, was silent. At first her astonishment upon reading the +verses deprived her of the power of speech. Who in the world could have +written them, and how did they get among her poems at the fair? She felt +stupefied; but slowly a glimmering of the truth dawned upon her.</p> + +<p>She knew that the author of the lines was either her sister or her +cousin.</p> + +<p>It did not seem like Joan to do it, and yet it was not possible that it +could have been Peggy or she would boldly confess it now. It must be +Joanna. Whichever it was, Millicent would not speak. The innocent had +suffered for the guilty before this. There was no chance whatever of her +being chosen for England on account of the slippers, therefore she would +not spoil the prospects of the others. She could suffer for two offences +as easily as for one.</p> + +<p>She rose, placed the verses upon Miss Briggs's desk, and stood before +her relative.</p> + +<p>"I am very sorry," she said; "I did not know those verses were there. +I—I—apologize with all my heart. May I go now?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, you may go, and do not come to the house again until you at least +appear to be more ashamed of your conduct. You are absolutely +unrepentant, I see. Go! Margaret, my dear, I should be glad to have you +stay and talk over our trip."</p> + +<p>Millicent left the house feeling as if she were walking in a dream. What +could it all mean? Of course it was Joan. What a strange thing for the +child to do! And how cleverly she had hidden it!</p> + +<p>When she was told of the transaction at the fair, of how Cousin Appolina +had bought all the poems, she had only laughed and thought it a good +joke, and was glad that Millicent's poetry was appreciated. And she went +off to school that morning as light-heartedly as possible. Her last +words had been:</p> + +<p>"I hope you will get through all right with Cousin Appolina, Milly +darling, and I <i>hope</i> she hasn't found out about the slippers, and that +you will be the one to go to England."</p> + +<p>And yet it must have been Joan, for Peggy would certainly have confessed +had it been she.</p> + +<p>Millicent walked slowly homeward. The French teacher was awaiting her, +and her singing master was to come directly afterward, but her lessons +did not receive very close attention that day.</p> + +<p>In the mean time Peggy was left with her cousin.</p> + +<p>"I am astonished at Millicent," said Miss Briggs, as the door closed. "I +always suspected that she was silly, but I never supposed she could be +impertinent. I shall not mention it in the family, Margaret, and I shall +be obliged to you if you will not either. I would not for the world have +either her father or yours know what—what she has said about me."</p> + +<p>Still, Peggy was strangely silent. She was glad that it was not to be +told. She had less compunction about not confessing if the family were +not to know it. Now they would merely think it a whim of Cousin +Appolina's that she was the one chosen for the voyage.</p> + +<p>She did not enter with great heartiness into the plans for the summer, +and Miss Briggs soon dismissed her.</p> + +<p>"But come in again at five o'clock and have some 'cakes and tea,'" she +said, with great meaning. "My poor cakes and tea! Oh, it was outrageous! +I shall never pardon Millicent."</p> + +<p>So Peggy went home, or rather to her uncle's house, for the girls shared +the school-room there. After lessons were over, and they were left alone +together, Peggy broke the silence.</p> + +<p>"Did you write those lines to Cousin Appolina, Mill?"</p> + +<p>"No; of course not, Peggy. It must have been Joan."</p> + +<p>"Do you really think so?"</p> + +<p>"Yes; and I feel dreadfully about it. Not so much because I will lose +the trip, but because she has been so deceitful. I can't understand it. +To think, too, of your being the one to go, after all."</p> + +<p>"But why didn't you tell Cousin Appolina that you didn't write it?"</p> + +<p>"It wasn't worth while. I knew it must have been either you or Joan, and +I thought if you did it you would say so. If Joan did it—well, Peggy, I +didn't want to. I feel dreadfully about Joan's having done it. I shall +talk to the child, and— But I can't bear to think she did it, and I +would rather have Cousin Appolina think it was I than little Joan."</p> + +<p>"You are very generous," said Peggy.</p> + +<p>"No, I am not. I shouldn't be the one to go, anyhow. Of course the whole +thing is terribly dishonorable, but I must save Joan."</p> + +<p>Peggy said nothing for a long time. Then she asked, "What time does Joan +get home to-day?"</p> + +<p>"Not until late, for she is going to lunch with one of the girls, and +then to the Dog Show with her."</p> + +<p>"Well, I must go home. I'll see you again before the day is over." And +Peggy departed to her own house. "What a good girl Millicent is," she +thought. "I have laughed at her and made endless fun of her for her +poetry-making, I have thought she was stupid over her lessons, and not +half as bright or as much to be admired as myself, and here she is ten +times more generous, ten times more honorable, ten times better than I +am in every way. I am a wretch, a conceited, deceitful, mean, stuck-up, +and everything else that is horrible wretch. But I don't want to give up +and tell Cousin Appolina that I did it."</p> + +<p>At twenty minutes of five that afternoon Peggy again appeared in +Millicent's room. An odor of smoke filled the air, and Milly seemed to +be wrestling with the tongs and some burning paper at the fireplace.</p> + +<p>"What are you doing?" asked Peggy, much surprised. "Building a fire this +warm day?"</p> + +<p>"I—I—am burning my—my poetry," replied Millicent, struggling with her +tears as well as with the tones. "I am never going to write another +line. Every one laughed so that I don't believe there is much real +poetry in it, and I am never, never going to write again. What a horrid +smell that m-morocco c-cover makes!"</p> + +<p>Peggy would have laughed had she been in a happier frame of mind. As it +was, she said, solemnly: "Open the window and leave the room to air off, +Mill. I want you to come out with me. I am going to Cousin Appolina's."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_504" id="Page_504">[Pg 504]</a></span></p> + +<p>"But I can't go there, Peggy. You know she told me not to come again."</p> + +<p>"You must, Milly. You really must. I will be responsible for it. I can't +go alone. You <i>must</i> go with me."</p> + +<p>Finally Millicent put on her hat, and for the second time that day the +two set forth for their cousin's house.</p> + +<p>Miss Briggs was in her drawing-room. The tea tray had just been placed +before her, the celebrated cakes reposed in the old silver cake basket +conveniently at hand, the man had left the room, when again the Misses +Reid were announced.</p> + +<p>Miss Briggs looked up and raised her lorgnette.</p> + +<p>"You have made a mistake," she said. "I am not at home to Millicent."</p> + +<p>"Yes, you are, Cousin Appolina!" cried Peggy, rushing forward and +causing a bronze Hermes to totter as she brushed past it—"yes, you are +more at home to Milly than you are to me. For she didn't write them, +Cousin Appolina. She didn't write the lines about you. I have brought +her with me to hear me confess. She is as innocent as—as that piece of +statuary. I wrote the verses. <i>I</i> did!"</p> + +<p>For a moment there was an alarming silence, but Peggy, having once begun +her confession, courageously continued.</p> + +<p>"I did it to frighten Milly. I put it in the box, but 'way underneath, +for her to see when the poems came home. I thought it would be such fun +to watch her when she read it, and found it had been to the fair with +the others. Of course it was just my luck to have you find it, but, it +was a silly, foolish thing to do, just as it was perfectly horrid of me +to make Milly send her own verses to the fair. That was my fault, too. I +urged her to do it just to get some fun out of it, and I didn't get a +bit.</p> + +<p>"Then this morning, when you thought Milly had written them all, and she +didn't say anything, I thought I would let it pass, for I wanted +dreadfully to go to England, and I knew that her chances were over on +account of the slippers. Well, I was firm about it for an hour or so, +and then I found how generous Milly was to say nothing, and she thought +Joan had done it, and was going to scold her, and— Oh, well, I don't +think it pays to deceive! I never was so unhappy in my life as I have +been to-day. Milly, you dear old soul, say you forgive me!"</p> + +<p>During this long speech Millicent had time to think the matter over. Her +chief feeling was one of thankfulness that it was not Joanna who had +done this thing. And Millicent had a sweet nature and never harbored +anger very long.</p> + +<p>Of course it was a dreadful thing for Peggy to have done, but her cousin +knew how dearly she loved a joke, and though it had been wrong for her +to deceive Miss Briggs and herself this morning, she had not kept it up +long, and it was easy to see that she was sorry enough for it now.</p> + +<p>So when Peggy asked her to forgive her, Millicent's answer was a warm +kiss.</p> + +<p>"And have I nothing to forgive?"</p> + +<p>It was Miss Briggs who put the question.</p> + +<p>"Yes, of course you have, Cousin Appolina! I am terribly sorry that I +ever did such a thing. It was rude, impertinent, everything that was +bad. I hope you will forgive me. Of course it is all true, but I needn't +have said it."</p> + +<p>"True?"</p> + +<p>"Why, yes. You know you are a dame of high degree, and you have always +scolded me, and in your winter bonnet and big fur cape you +were—er—well, a sight rather strange for to see. And it is perfectly +true you are soon going to set sail across the sea and you won't take us +all three, and sometimes, you know, Cousin Appolina, you don't agree +very well, especially with me. And you do love cakes and tea, but so do +I, so that isn't anything. And you say yourself you pride yourself on +your pedigree."</p> + +<p>"And no one has a better right. But there is one line that you have left +out. You called me an <i>ancient, awful she</i>!"</p> + +<p>Peggy paused.</p> + +<p>"I know," she said, slowly, "that was dreadful, but—but it is partly +true. I suppose you can't truthfully call yourself very young, Cousin +Appolina, and sometimes you can be very awful."</p> + +<p>Another pause.</p> + +<p>"You may both go home," said Miss Briggs.</p> + +<p>And they went.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 443px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="443" height="500" alt="MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE" title="" /> +<span class="caption">MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE</span> +</div> + +<p>On the 1st of June Miss Appolina Briggs sailed for England, accompanied +by her maid and by her young cousin, Joanna Reid. And Millicent and +Peggy stood on the wharf and waved them a sad farewell.</p> + +<h4><span class="smcap">the end</span>.</h4> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_505" id="Page_505">[Pg 505]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="SNOW-SHOES_AND_SLEDGES" id="SNOW-SHOES_AND_SLEDGES"></a>SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES.</h2> + +<h3>BY KIRK MUNROE.</h3> + +<h3>CHAPTER XXI.</h3> + +<h3>A YUKON MINING CAMP.</h3> + +<p>The supper provided by the hospitable miners was a good one, and +heartily did our travellers enjoy it; but while they are appeasing the +extraordinary appetites that they acquired somewhere in the Alaskan +wilderness, let us take a look at this most northern of American mining +camps.</p> + +<p>To begin with, although it is at the junction of Forty Mile Creek and +the Yukon River, it is not in Alaska, but about twenty miles east of the +boundary in Northwest Territory, which is one of the sub-divisions of +Canada. The most recent name of this camp is "Mitchell," but all old +Yukon miners know it as Camp Forty Mile. At the time of Phil Ryder's +visit it contained nearly two hundred log cabins, two stores, including +the one that he established in the name of his friend, Gerald Hamer, two +saloons, both of which were closed for the season, and a small cigar +factory. Although the winter population was only about three hundred, in +summer-time it is much larger, as many of the miners come out in the +fall and return before the 15th of June, at which date, according to +Yukon mining law, every man owning a claim must be on the ground or it +may be "jumped."</p> + +<p>Forty Mile is what is known as a placer camp, which means that its gold +is found in minute particles or "dust" in soft earth, from which it can +be washed in sluices or rockers. Into one of these a stream of water is +turned that sweeps away all the dirt and gravel, allowing the heavier +gold to sink to the bottom, where it is caught and held by cross-bars or +"riffles."</p> + +<p>Although gold has been discovered at many points along the Yukon and its +branches, the deposit at Forty Mile is the richest yet worked, and has +paid as high as $300 to a man for a single day's labor; $12,000 worth of +gold was cleared by one miner in a three months' season, and a $500 +nugget has been found; but most of the miners are content if they can +make "ounce wages," or sixteen dollars per day, while the average for +the camp is not over $8 per day during the short season of that arctic +region.</p> + +<p>Sluices can only be worked during three or four months of summer-time; +then come the terrible eight or nine months of winter when the mercury +thinks nothing of dropping to 60° or 70° below zero, and the whole world +seems made of ice. Strange as it may appear, the summer weather of this +region is very hot, 85° in the shade, and 112° in the sun being +frequently reached by the mercury. During the summer months, too, the +entire Yukon Valley is as terribly infested with mosquitoes as is any +mangrove swamp of the tropics. Thus the hardy miner who penetrates it in +his search for gold is made to suffer from one cause or another during +every month of the year.</p> + +<p>In spite of the summer heat the ground never thaws to a depth of more +than five or six feet, below which it is solidly frozen beyond any point +yet reached by digging. Under the dense covering of moss, six to +eighteen inches thick, by which the greater part of Alaska is +overspread, it does not thaw more than a few inches. Consequently the +most important item of a Yukon miner's winter work is the stripping of +this moss from his claim in order that next summer's sun may have a +chance to thaw it to working depth.</p> + +<p>There were no women nor children at Forty Mile, and there were few +amusements, but there was plenty of hard work in both summer when the +sun hardly sets at all, and in the winter when he barely shows his face +above the southern horizon. Besides the laborious task of +moss-stripping, the miner must saw out by hand all lumber for sluices +and rockers. He must build his own cabin and fashion its rude furniture, +besides doing all of his own house-work and cooking. He also expects to +do a certain amount of hunting and trapping during the winter months, so +that his time, unless he be very lazy, is fully occupied. But lazy men +are not apt to reach Forty Mile, for the journey from Juneau, in +southern Alaska, which is the largest city in the Territory, as well as +the nearest outfitting point for the diggings, is so filled with peril +and the roughest kind of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_506" id="Page_506">[Pg 506]</a></span> hard work as to deter any but men of the most +determined energy.</p> + +<p>At Juneau, Yukon travellers provide themselves with an outfit of +snow-shoes, sledges, tents, fur clothing, provisions, and whatever else +seems to them necessary. Starting in the early spring they proceed by +boat to the Chilkat country, seventy miles distant, and to the head of +Chilkoot Inlet. From there they set forth on a terrible mountain climb +over snow many feet in depth, where they are in constant danger from +avalanches, and cross the coast range by a pass that rises 3000 feet +above timber line. On the opposite side they strike the head-waters of +the Yukon, which they follow through a series of six lakes, sledging +over their still ice-bound waters, and rafting down their connecting +links, in which are seething rapids, dark gorges, and roaring cañons, +around which all goods must be carried on men's backs. After some 200 +miles of these difficulties have been passed, trees must be felled, +lumber sawed, cut, and boats constructed for the remaining 500 miles of +the weary journey.</p> + +<p>As it would not pay to transport freight by this route, all provisions +and other supplies for the diggings are shipped from San Francisco by +sea to St. Michaels, where they are transferred to small river steamers +like the <i>Chimo</i>, and so after being many months on the way, finally +reach their destination. By this time their value has become so enhanced +or "enchanted," as the miners say, that Phil Ryder found flour selling +for $30 per barrel, bacon at 35 cents per pound, beans at 25 cents per +pound, canned fruit at 60 cents per pound, coarse flannel shirts at $8 +each, rubber boots at $18 per pair, and all other goods at proportionate +rates. Even sledge dogs such as he had purchased at Anvik for $5 or $6 +each were here valued at $25 apiece.</p> + +<p>In view of these facts it is no wonder that the news of another steamer +on the river bringing a saw-mill to supply them with lumber, machinery +with which to work the frozen but gold-laden earth of their claims, and +a large stock of goods to be sold at about one-half the prevailing +prices, created a very pleasant excitement among the miners of that +wide-awake camp.</p> + +<p>On the day following his arrival, and after a careful survey of the +situation, Phil rented the largest building in the place, paying one +month's rent in advance, and giving its owner an order on Gerald Hamer +for the balance until the time of the <i>Chimo</i>'s arrival. This building +had been used as a saloon, and was conveniently located close by the +steamboat landing facing the river. Into it the sledge party moved all +their belongings, including the seventeen wolf-skins, which now formed +rugs for their floor as well as coverings for several split-log benches. +Serge and the two Indians at once started up the river with the sledges +for a supply of firewood, which was a precious article in Forty Mile at +that time, leaving Phil and Jalap Coombs to clean the new quarters and +render them habitable; while the latter, with a sailor's neat deftness, +attended to this work, Phil busied himself with a pot of black paint and +a long breadth of cotton cloth. At this he labored with such diligence +that in an hour's time a huge sign appeared above the entrance to the +building and stretched across its entire front. On it, in letters so +large that they could be plainly read from the river, was painted the +legend, "Yukon Trading Company, Gerald Hamer, Agent."</p> + +<p>This promise of increased business facilities was greeted by a round of +hearty cheers from a group of miners who had assembled to witness the +raising of the new sign, and when Jalap Coombs finished tacking up his +end one of these stepped up to him with a keen scrutiny. Finally he +said. "Stranger, may I be so bold as to ask who was the best friend you +ever had?"</p> + +<p>"Sartain you may," replied the sailorman, "seeing as I'm allers proud to +mention the name of old Kite Roberson, and likewise claim him for a +friend."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="500" height="457" alt=""WHY, MATEY, DON'T YOU REMEMBER THE OLD BRIG 'BETSY?"" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"WHY, MATEY, DON'T YOU REMEMBER THE OLD BRIG 'BETSY?"</span> +</div> + +<p>"I thought so!" cried the delighted miner, thrusting out a great hairy +paw. "I thought I couldn't be mistook in that figger-head, and I knowed +if you was the same old Jalap I took ye to be that Kite Roberson +wouldn't be fur off. Why, matey, don't you remember the old brig +<i>Betsy</i>? Have you clean forgot Skiff Bettens?"</p> + +<p>"Him that went into the hold and found the fire and put it out, and was +drug up so nigh dead from smoke that he didn't breathe nateral agin fur +a week? Not much I hain't forgot him, and I'm nigh about as glad to see +him as if he were old Kite hisself!" exclaimed Jalap Coombs, in joyous +tones. Then he introduced Mr. Skiff Betten, ex-sailor and now Yukon +miner, to Phil, and pulled him into the house, and there was no more +work to be got out of Jalap Coombs that day.</p> + +<p>Phil had also been recognized. That is, Mr. Platt Riley had asked him if +he were the son of his father, and when Phil admitted the relationship, +told him that he had a father to be proud of every minute of his life. +Didn't he know? for hadn't he, Platt Riley, worked side by side with Mr. +John Ryder prospecting in South Africa, where every ounce of grit that a +white man had in him was bound to show itself? "To be certain he had, +and now he was proud to shake the hand of John Ryder's son, and if there +was anything John Ryder's son wanted in that camp why he, Platt Riley, +was the man to get it for him."</p> + +<p>So our sledge travellers found that even in that remote mining camp, +buried from the world beneath the snows of an arctic winter, they were +among friends. This, coupled with all that they had undergone in +reaching it, made it seem to them a very pleasant and comfortable place +in which to rest awhile.</p> + +<p>And it was necessary that they should stay there for a time. They must +cultivate friendly business relations with the miners on Gerald Hamer's +account, and find out what class of goods were most in demand; for never +until now had Phil realized the responsibility with which he had been +entrusted. He must prepare a full report to send back by Kurilla and +Chitsah, who could not be tempted to venture any further away from their +homes. The dogs must be well rested before they would be fitted for the +second and most difficult half of the long journey. Above all, Phil felt +that, as representative of the Yukon Trading Company, he must be on hand +to meet the agents of its old-established rival, and defend his far-away +friend from the false reports they were certain to spread concerning +him.</p> + +<p>He wondered why Goldollar and Strengel did not appear, and dreaded to +meet them; but at the same time longed to have the disagreeable +encounter over with as quickly as possible. So many times each day did +he gaze long and fixedly across the broad white plain of the Yukon. At +length, on the eighth day after their arrival at Forty-Mile, his eye was +caught by some moving black dots that he felt certain must be the +expected sledges.</p> + +<h3>CHAPTER XXII.</h3> + +<h3>THE NEW ARRIVAL AT FORTY MILE.</h3> + +<p>The man known as Strengel was probably as great a rascal as could be +found in all Alaska. His sole object in shipping aboard the steamer +<i>Norsk</i> at San Francisco had been to make his way, by fair means or +foul, to the Yukon gold fields, of which he had gained extravagant +ideas. On the night before the <i>Norsk</i> left St. Michaels he stole from +the chests of several of his shipmates such small sums of money as they +contained, slipped into a canoe, and deserted the ship. He remained in +hiding until she sailed, and then, claiming to have been discharged at +his own request, offered his services to Gerald Hamer in exchange for a +passage to Forty Mile. This proposition being accepted, and Strengel +regularly shipped as one of the <i>Chimo</i>'s crew, he made a secret +proposal to the old company through one of its clerks, who happened to +be Simon Goldollar, to so delay and cripple Gerald Hamer's expedition, +that he should be forced to abandon it. In attempting to carry out this +programme he was foiled by Phil Ryder's quick wit and prompt action.</p> + +<p>Making his way back to St. Michaels, after Phil set him ashore at the +Pastolik wood-yard, Strengel fell in with Jalap Coombs, and, in company +with Goldollar, so managed the money affairs of that unsuspecting sailor +that he was unwittingly made to defray all their expenses to Forty Mile, +though he only expected to accompany them a short distance up the river. +Strengel's sole object was still to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_507" id="Page_507">[Pg 507]</a></span> reach the gold fields; while +Goldollar was intent on winning a reputation for himself by forestalling +Gerald Hamer at Forty Mile, and at the same time inflicting what injury +he could on Phil Ryder. From the outset they agreed to rid themselves of +Jalap Coombs at some point so far up the river that he must necessarily +remain where they left him for the rest of the winter. They learned at +Nulato that the <i>Chimo</i> was frozen in at Anvik, but took care that this +information should not reach Jalap Coombs, whom they soon afterwards so +cruelly deserted.</p> + +<p>As they travelled beyond the point where they left him, the well-mated +pair had such frequent and bitter quarrels, that when Simon Goldollar +fell seriously ill, Strengel did not hesitate to rob him of what money +he carried and desert him at a native village near the abandoned +trading-post of Fort Yukon. Before doing this he discharged the Indians +who had come with them from Nulato, and sent them back, telling them +that he should remain with his sick friend until he recovered or died. +As soon as they were gone he engaged other natives, and set out for the +diggings that had for so long been the goal of his desires.</p> + +<p>He planned to enter Forty Mile under a new name, and as a traveller from +one of the interior Hudson Bay trading-posts, who was ignorant of the +lower Yukon, its people, and its happenings. He was confident that Jalap +Coombs would never appear to contradict him, and almost equally certain +that Simon Goldollar would never reach Forty Mile. If by a miracle he +should recover from his illness he was helpless to continue his journey +before the boats came up in the summer, by which time the man who had +robbed and deserted him would be lost to sight amid the season's rush of +prospectors. In the mean time he had plenty of money to live on until he +should meet with an opportunity for making a strike of some kind.</p> + +<p>Thus it was that on a pleasant day of late January Mr. Strengel +approached the mining camp of Forty Mile, riding comfortably in Jalap +Coombs's own sledge, with a light heart, and no intimation of aught but +an agreeable reception by its citizens. But in all his carefully worked +out plans he had made several miscalculations.</p> + +<p>It had never occurred to him that there was any other route than the one +he had followed by which this point might be reached from the lower +river. Nor did he believe it possible that any word of Gerald Hamer's +expedition could have come up the river unknown to him. Finally, his +gravest mistake lay in supposing the population of this camp to be of +the same lawless class as is to be found in most Western mining camps, +and believing that here he should meet only with as great rascals as +himself. In this he displayed great ignorance of Forty Mile, which was +wholly in the hands of honorable old-time miners, who had framed a +simple set of laws for the regulation of their isolated little community +that they were determined should be respected. They had chosen one of +their own number as Judge, and from his decisions they allowed no +appeal. They had also elected a Marshal, whom they loyally assisted in +the discharge of his duties. Several lawless characters had already been +driven from the camp, and many others warned not to venture within its +limits.</p> + +<p>As Forty Mile had received warning of the expected coming of Goldollar +and Strengel, and had learned many interesting things concerning the +previous history of these gentlemen, their arrival was eagerly +anticipated. Thus, upon Phil Ryder's announcement that sledges were +coming up the river, an expectant throng was quickly gathered at the +landing.</p> + +<p>Mr. Strengel fired several shots from his rifle as he drew near, and was +surprised that his salute was not answered in kind. He was, of course, +gratified to observe the sensation that his approach was creating, and +undertook to arouse some enthusiasm among the silent spectators by +yelling: "Hurrah for Forty Mile! Hurrah for the diggings! Hurrah for our +side!" Then, as his sledge reached the bank, and he sprang out, he +cried, in tones meant to convey hearty good-fellowship:</p> + +<p>"How are you, boys? You bet I'm mighty glad to see white men again after +camping with a lot of low-lived Injuns for more than two months. You +see, I've just come down from Pierre's House in the Porcupine. My name's +Bradwick, and—"</p> + +<p>Here the speaker's fluent words seemed suddenly to fail him, his face +turned pale, and his eyes were fixed in a bewildered stare. He had +caught sight of the Yukon Trading Company's sign.</p> + +<p>"Ha, ha!" he laughed, recovering himself with an effort. "Seeing the +name of an old friend who's long since dead kinder give me a turn. But, +as I was saying—"</p> + +<p>"Yes, you were just about to tell us what had become of Goldollar," +interrupted Mr. Platt Riley, who had received word from Phil that the +new-comer was Strengel.</p> + +<p>"Goldollar!" stammered the stranger, at the same time starting as though +he had been shot. "Goldollar!" he repeated, reflectively; "I don't know +the name; never heard it before in my life. I think I mentioned that I'd +just come down from Pierre's House on the Porcupine, and hadn't seen a +white man since leaving there. There wasn't no one of that name at +Pierre's House when I left. What do you mean? Who is Goldollar, anyhow?"</p> + +<p>"He's a feller that we heard was coming up from below with a dog train," +replied Mr. Riley, deliberately, at the same time gazing full in +Strengel's face. "And we didn't know but what you and him might have met +up and concluded to travel together."</p> + +<p>"How could you hear of him?" inquired the new-comer. "I didn't know +there was any way for news to reach Forty Mile in the winter."</p> + +<p>"Oh, we might have heard by mail, or telegraph, or seen it in the daily +papers, or a dozen other ways. Anyhow, we did hear it, and that another +feller was along with him. So of course when we saw you coming up the +river—"</p> + +<p>"You didn't hear that the other fellow's name was Bradwick, did you?" +interrupted the stranger.</p> + +<p>"No, that wasn't the name. It wasn't so good a name as that."</p> + +<p>"Well, then, you didn't hear that I was coming with him; for Bradwick is +my name, and I don't know nothing about any Goldollars, though I hope to +find out something about them right here in these diggings," replied Mr. +Strengel, boldly, and with attempted jocularity. "Now, seeing that I'm +tired, and cold, and hungry," he added, "supposing we adjourn to some +place that's warmer than out here in the snow, and better suited for +making acquaintances."</p> + +<p>"All right," replied Mr. Riley. "We don't know much about Goldollars +ourselves, but we'll try and teach you all we do know, and at the same +time put you in the way of meeting acquaintances. As you say, though, +this is a cold place for talking, so I suppose you might as well come up +to my select family boarding-house for the night, seeing as it ain't +overcrowded just at present. Then in the morning we'll look round for a +place that'll suit you better."</p> + +<p>So the new-comer walked away with Mr. Platt Riley, while the spectators +of this interesting meeting chuckled and winked significantly, and +remarked:</p> + +<p>"Ain't the Judge a honey cooler, though? He ain't the kind that'll hang +a man first and try him afterwards. Not much; that ain't his style. Fair +play's his motter, and turn the rascals out every time."</p> + +<p>It is needless to say that during the interview just described Phil, +Serge, and Jalap kept themselves out of sight.</p> + +<p>All that evening a constant stream of visitors flowed in and out of Mr. +Platt Riley's cabin. Each wore an expression of expectancy and +suppressed mirth, and each bowed gravely without trusting himself to +speak when introduced to Mr. "Bradwick." It was also to be noticed that +none of them shook hands with him; when he complained of this to his +host he was gravely informed that hand-shaking was not one of the +customs of the camp.</p> + +<p>On the whole, his impressions of Camp Forty Mile were so unpleasant, +that he fully determined to get his dog teams in motion the very next +day, and push on further up the river. It was only upon the urgent +request of Mr. Platt Riley that he consented to delay his departure long +enough to attend a public meeting of the greatest interest to all Yukon +miners, that was to be held first thing in the morning.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_508" id="Page_508">[Pg 508]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="RABBITS" id="RABBITS"></a>RABBITS.</h2> + +<h3>THEIR CARE, AND HOW TO BUILD THEIR HOUSES.</h3> + +<h3>BY E. CHASE.</h3> + +<p>The first rabbit I had I put in a wooden box. Not knowing anything about +his habits, I nailed laths over the front to keep him in. The next +morning I was very much surprised to find that bunny had gnawed his way +out, and was busily engaged in eating up my last rose-bush.</p> + +<p>The next house I built for him was against the back-yard fence. In front +of the house I tacked wire netting, and in addition made a yard for him +in which to run about, taking good care to cover over the top, so "brer +rabbit" could not escape by jumping out. I thought I had him secure this +time, but when I was at school he burrowed out under the fence, and ate +up all the neighbors' flowers. My first week's experience was certainly +very trying on my pocket-book.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="500" height="255" alt="DIAGRAM OF THE HOUSE AND YARD." title="" /> +<span class="caption">DIAGRAM OF THE HOUSE AND YARD.</span> +</div> + +<p>Rabbits make very interesting pets if one knows how to take care of +them. The house shown in the accompanying diagram proved to be a very +serviceable one. It is divided into two "rooms," and has a small run +attached. The floor of the house should be provided with sliding pans, +which will make clearing an easy matter. In order to keep all dampness +from the house it is necessary to raise it a few inches from the ground. +In winter—that is, in very severe weather—it would be best to carry +this house in-doors. In order to keep the rabbits from burrowing out, it +is necessary to drive down stakes, about two feet long, close together, +all around the yard. A box sunk in the earth at the further end of the +yard, with an opening so that bunny can go in and out, is a luxury that +he will greatly appreciate.</p> + +<p>For feeding rabbits, give them oats, corn, all kinds of greens, carrots, +raw sweet-potatoes, tea-leaves (after they come from the teapot), and +milk. I have heard it said that rabbits do not drink, but this is a +mistake, as I have had over sixty rabbits at a time, and never knew of +one that did not drink.</p> + +<p>It is considered best to keep the buck away from the doe until the young +are a month old, as he is apt to trample them. The number of young +varies from four to eight. They are born without fur, and their eyes are +shut. It usually takes ten days for them to open their eyes and get +their coats. The first little fellow who ventures from the nest is +regarded to be the smartest one of the litter.</p> + +<p>I have only been able to discover three species of rabbits—the Angora, +with long silky hair; the lop-eared, with very long cars which drag on +the ground; and the common rabbit, with which most of us are familiar.</p> + +<p>Rabbits are very good barometers in their way. Before a storm they will +become unusually frisky. Although the sky may be clear, if you see your +pets kicking up their long hind-legs you may make up your mind there +will be a shower within a few hours.</p> + +<p>A noted French scientist recently experimented with the different small +animals as to which could stand the greatest amount of cold. He decided +that the rabbit could, for he locked one up overnight in a cake of ice, +and the next morning the rabbit hopped out, feeling very well, and with +a tremendous appetite. In spite of this notable gentleman's discovery, I +have had three valuable rabbits frozen stiff during a siege of cold +weather.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_509" id="Page_509">[Pg 509]</a></span></p><div class="figcenter" style="width: 387px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="387" height="500" alt="LOP-EARED RABBITS AT HOME." title="" /> +<span class="caption">LOP-EARED RABBITS AT HOME.</span> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="KNICKERBOCKER_GRAYS" id="KNICKERBOCKER_GRAYS"></a>KNICKERBOCKER GRAYS.</h2> + +<h3>BY ANNE HELME.</h3> + +<h3>"IN TIME OF PEACE PREPARE FOR WAR."</h3> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="600" height="133" alt="IN COLUMN OF COMPANIES." title="" /> +<span class="caption">IN COLUMN OF COMPANIES.</span> +</div> + +<p>The clear tones of the bugle sound through the big arsenal, and there is +a rush of small gray-clad boys carrying guns to their proper places. +Again it sounds attention! Assemble! And a long line is formed of +apparently motionless statues. Then comes the roll-call. As in the +regular army, the First Sergeant in command calls out the name. His +voice is not stentorian, and neither are the answers, but there is a +very effective military tone and ring to them, and answering every +purpose. The orders are given by the different boys in command—First, +Second, and Third Corporal, First, Second, and Third Sergeant, First, +Second, and Third Lieutenant, Sergeant-Major, Color-Sergeant, Captain, +Adjutant, and Major.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 226px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="226" height="400" alt="THE MAJOR." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE MAJOR.</span> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="700" height="392" alt="THE MAJOR AND HIS OFFICERS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE MAJOR AND HIS OFFICERS.</span> +</div> + +<p>To one who is not conversant with the manual of arms, the commands given +are somewhat bewildering; but so well trained are the boys that they +answer, and some with military precision, and present arms and carry +arms in a delightful manner, eminently military, not always +satisfactorily, for the small boys in command have sometimes to repeat +their orders, and occasionally Captain Hoyt, the officer in command, and +also an officer of the United States army, has to enforce the orders in +a more far-reaching voice and authoritative manner.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 226px;"> +<img src="images/ill_013.jpg" width="226" height="400" alt="THE DRUMMER." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE DRUMMER.</span> +</div> + +<p>The Knickerbocker Grays is a private organization intended to instruct +the sons of New-Yorkers in the knowledge of drilling. It is managed by +several ladies, who give their personal supervision to it. The class +meets twice a week during the winter season in the arsenal of the +Seventy-first Regiment, at Thirty-fourth Street and Park Avenue. The +ages are limited, no boy under seven being allowed to enter. The uniform +is gray, with black trimming, and all the military rules as to the +number of straps, epaulettes, and accoutrements are rigidly adhered to. +The boys learn to march well, although it is a comical sight to see some +of the very small boys carrying their muskets and making superhuman +efforts to keep time. Perhaps the pathetic note in the picture adds the +finishing touch in the little drummer-boy, who, clad in the same +uniform, drums with might and main. He is paid to drum, but there is a +look of pride and delight in his profession which quite prevents any +thought of pity at the contrast in his lot to those of the boys of his +own age who go into the drill merely for the sake of occupation and +amusement.</p> + +<p>The boys love Tuesday and Friday afternoons, and although the stimulus +of the medal given to the one who does not miss a single drill has +something to do with the wonderful attendance, still it would be +difficult to keep the boys away even without having the prize to look +forward<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_510" id="Page_510">[Pg 510]</a></span> to. To answer to the name in roll-call is counted necessary, +and many a boy who has been far too sick to go to school or study finds +it quite possible to be on hand to answer to his name, even if, after a +few marches around the armory, his legs do get tired and he has to be +excused.</p> + +<p>Promotion is eagerly looked forward to, and there is an immense amount +of pleasant rivalry over who shall be promoted to be Sergeant, Corporal, +and the other officers. The Color-Sergeant carries the colors around +with a most heroic disregard to fatigue, while the four boys who make up +his body-guard look at him most admiringly, and not in the least +enviously. Round and round the hall they go, while the notes of the drum +rattle out the time to keep. The officers give their commands, and the +companies go from right to left as they are bidden. The officers look +very stern, and the soldiers themselves seem thoroughly impressed at the +importance of their duty, although the boy nature will crop out at +times, and there are occasionally ebullitions of sheer good nature and +animal spirit which would hardly do in the regular army. Of course each +boy intends fully to be a soldier, and if a war should break out it is +to be feared that a number of young recruits would insist upon being of +service to their country.</p> + +<p>The awkward squad is as amusing as all awkward squads always are, but is +only to be seen at the commencement of the winter. It is composed +entirely of beginners, who have to attain a certain degree of efficiency +before they can be put with the others. But as the American boy is very +imitative, he soon learns, and at the end of the term it would be +difficult for any one to pick out the boys who had only belonged for one +winter. The Captains and Lieutenants are fine, manly-looking fellows, +and their plumed caps and glittering accoutrements are extremely +becoming. They have a full sense of the dignity of their position, as +why should they not have, when promoted from the ranks, step by step, to +the proud office which they now hold? They have not bought their +commissions, but have earned them by good, conscientious work. The boy +who shirks, fools, and carries on has the mortification of staying a +private, while his comrade goes steadily upward. The two officers in +charge, Captain Hoyt and assistant, have, the boys complain, regular +lynx eyes, and sometimes find out trifling acts that are not compatible +with military discipline, much to the surprise of the fellows +themselves. When a boy is promoted, his promotion receives no end of +congratulation and applause from his fellow-soldiers, and it is doubtful +if a prouder moment can come in any man's life than comes to the boy +when he is put in command of the Knickerbocker Grays.</p> + +<p>There is considerable emulation among the different companies. The +Grays, by-the-way, are divided into four companies, A, B, C, and D, and +each officer endeavors to have his company the best of all. And woe be +to the boy who <i>is</i> insubordinate. However, cases of real +insubordination are extremely rare, for the boys soon catch the spirit +of true military life, and realize that the commands given must be +obeyed at once and without any question. It is contended, and with +reason, that one of the best features of the drill is this very spirit +of discipline, which every mother knows is one of the most difficult +things in the world to inculcate in boys.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="700" height="150" alt=""RIGHT FORWARD, FOURS RIGHT."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"RIGHT FORWARD, FOURS RIGHT."</span> +</div> + +<p>The first movements of the regiment are quite picturesque. After the +roll-call the First Sergeant in command calls out "Count fours!" in +other words dividing off four boys at a time; if they are more than make +even fours, the Second or Third Sergeant takes the extra boys and +reports with them to the Color-Sergeant, who takes them for his guard. +"Right four, fours right," is then called, and the boys take their +positions. The First Sergeant faces about and salutes his Captain. When +the Captain has returned his salute, the Sergeant takes his post two +paces behind the company. Now is heard the tread of feet, and the +Captain to whose company the colors belong commands "Carry arms! Present +arms!" Then the Color-Sergeant and the body-guard march in front of the +company, and the Color-Sergeant takes his place two paces to the left of +the Third Sergeant, who is on the left guard of his company—and the +drill begins.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_PUDDING_STICK" id="THE_PUDDING_STICK"></a> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="600" height="164" alt="THE PUDDING STICK" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young +Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on +the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address +Editor.</p></div> + +<p>Do I ever have the blues? Why, Lottie, what a question to come from a +girl of sixteen? Am I to infer that you do, at your age, with the world +a blaze of beauty, and your feet so light and your heart so young that +you ought to go skipping instead of walking, if only you dared to let +the gladness of your life overflow.</p> + +<p>But girls <i>do</i> have the blues, insists Gretchen, at my elbow; and she +adds that they have reasons enough: that they are not always understood, +that they have fancies and thoughts which they cannot always explain, +that, in short, girls are not always as happy as they look.</p> + +<p>Granting that this may be true of some girls, what are they to do? As a +person not subject to these disagreeable visitations, I can speak with +the sort of authority the doctor has when he enters the room of a +patient. The doctor need not have a fever in order to prescribe for it. +In fact, he will prescribe more successfully if he be well himself. The +blues make the person suffering from their presence extremely +uncomfortable, and her discomfort in a subtle way acts upon others, so +that nobody is quite cheerful in her neighborhood. People who are "blue" +are quite often cross as well, and are unable to accept pleasantly the +ups and downs of every day. Now, when you think of it, you must admit +that it is a very humiliating experience to be cross, for cross people +are 'disagreeable, and none of us wishes to be <i>that</i>.</p> + +<p>The best way to get rid of the blues is not to own that they have you. +Put on your hat and go for a walk. Call on a friend and take her the +piece of music you are to try together, or the book you have just +finished, which you would like to lend her. Do something kind for +somebody, and stop thinking about yourself. The greatest waste of time +in this world, dears, is to think too much about one's self. Mrs. +Browning gives the right idea in her poem, "My Kate," where she says,</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 17em;">"'Twas her thinking of others made you think of her."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>Don't laugh at me, girls, when I tell you that half the low spirits one +hears of springs from a very prosaic source. That pound of chocolates, +that rich pudding, that piece of frosted cake, all of them very +delicious, but all very indigestible, are to blame, in most instances, +for a young girl's depression. Try what Emerson called "plain living and +high thinking," and see how cheery life will become.</p> + +<p>One of my girls writes that she had a vexatious little problem. She has +been accustomed to correspond freely with one or two friends—boys of +her own age—and "people tell her it is wrong." My dear child, pray +explain whom you mean by "people," and what they have to do with it?</p> + +<p>Of course you do not write letters to any one without your mother's +approval, and I suppose your mother reads your letters, that you love to +share all those you receive with her, and that you show her those you +write. If you do this, nobody else is concerned. A girl should write no +letters, and should receive none, which she is not only willing but very +glad to show to her mother. When she has had the great misfortune to +lose her mother, then her aunt, or her elder sister, or some kind +matronly friend should be her confidante. It makes no difference to whom +she writes, if only she does it openly, and with the sympathy, advice, +and loving approval of those who are older than she, and able to guide +her.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_511" id="Page_511">[Pg 511]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="300" height="72" alt="Signature" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="OFF_WITH_THE_MERBOY" id="OFF_WITH_THE_MERBOY"></a>OFF WITH THE MERBOY.</h2> + +<h3>BY JOHN KENDRICK BANGS.</h3> + +<h3>CHAPTER IV.</h3> + +<h3>THE BUREAU OF INFORMATION.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_017.jpg" width="200" height="200" alt="Decorative J" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>immieboy took the reins in hand, and the Merboy sprang lightly out of +the carriage, and by means of his tail wiggled himself to where the +bureau stood. He opened the top drawer, and from where he sat Jimmieboy, +who was watching him with a great deal of interest, could see that it +was divided up into sections, in each of which lay a dozen or more large +envelopes, each fat with contents of some kind or another.</p> + +<p>"I guess this must be the information I want about your lockjaw," said +the Merboy, picking up an envelope. "Yes," he continued, as he took +great slips of paper out of it. "It is. This envelope tells how to take +spots out of carpets. Ha! ha! Listen to this: 'To remove an ink stain +from the parlor carpet, take a pair of shears and cut out the spotted +part.' That's good advice. Here's another telling how to start a fire. +It says: 'First build your fire, and then procure a match. Any kind of +match will do except one that has already been used. Light the match and +apply the burning end to the kindling. If the kindling ignites, the fire +is started. If it does not, light another match and apply the burning +end to the kindling. Keep this up until the kindling does ignite!'"</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 312px;"> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="312" height="500" alt="JIMMIEBOY SAW A HUGE WHALE RUSHING DOWN TOWARD THEM." title="" /> +<span class="caption">JIMMIEBOY SAW A HUGE WHALE RUSHING DOWN TOWARD THEM.</span> +</div> + +<p>As the Merboy finished reading this a great commotion was heard in the +water directly overhead, and looking up Jimmieboy saw a huge whale +rushing headlong down toward him. At first he was a little frightened, +but as the whale drew nearer and smiled pleasantly at him his fear for +some reason or another disappeared entirely.</p> + +<p>"Hullo, Merby," said the Whale. "What are you doing?"</p> + +<p>"I'm after information," returned the Merboy, shaking the extended +flipper of the Whale.</p> + +<p>"So am I," returned the Whale. "I'm in great trouble."</p> + +<p>"Indeed?" said the Merboy. "What's the matter?"</p> + +<p>"I got into a fight with some whalers in the Arctic Ocean, and one of +'em threw a harpoon at me, and it stuck in my back. I want to get it +out, but I don't know how. Which drawer has information for Whales in +it?"</p> + +<p>"I don't know," replied the Merboy. "I'm trying to find out what's the +matter with Jimmieboy here. I'm afraid he's got lockjaw, but the only +thing the bureau has told me so far is how to take spots out of carpets +and start fires."</p> + +<p>"What nonsense!" said the Whale. "Let me try it, will you? I'm suffering +like everything."</p> + +<p>"Certainly," said the Merboy, standing aside. "There isn't any special +hurry about our case."</p> + +<p>The Whale smiled gratefully and grabbed up an envelope. Opening it he +extracted a slip of paper, and read:</p> + +<p>"'To make a good peach pie get ten ripe sliced peaches, a tin plate, and +enough dough to cover first the bottom of the plate and the top of the +peaches. Put the whole into a hot oven and cook until done.'"</p> + +<p>"Ho!" laughed the Merboy.</p> + +<p>"This bureau's a nuisance," said the Whale. "The idea of telling a +sea-monster with a harpoon in his back how to make peach pie."</p> + +<p>Here he selected another envelope. This one contained a slip which read: +"It is not polite to sneeze in company. If you like to sneeze, and are +going out to an evening party, contrive to do all your sneezing before +you go. If during the evening party you feel a sneeze coming on, rub the +bridge of your nose, or press the middle of your upper lip with your +forefinger, and the desire to sneeze will disappear."</p> + +<p>"Nice advice to give a Whale," sneered the monster. "Where is my upper +lip I'd like to know, or my forefinger for that matter? If I don't catch +the right answer this time I'll hit that bureau with my tail and knock +it all to pieces."</p> + +<p>The Whale made one more effort. This time the slip he took out read, "If +your teeth ache go to the dentist and have them pulled."</p> + +<p>"That's a little nearer right," said the Merboy.</p> + +<p>"I don't see how," retorted the Whale. "I haven't a toothache. I have a +backache. Shall I go and get my back pulled?"</p> + +<p>"No," said the Goldfish, "but perhaps you could get the harpoon pulled."</p> + +<p>The Whale's face wreathed with smiles.</p> + +<p>"That's so," he said, eagerly. "Wonder I didn't think of that before. +It's a good idea. The bureau is some use after all—though if it hadn't +been for you, Merby, I'd never have discovered it."</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes you would," said the Merboy. "After you had thought it over a +little while you'd have seen what was meant. Information isn't any good +unless you think about it a little."</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm obliged to you just the same," said the Whale, backing off. +"It's pretty hard to think when one has a harpoon in his back. I suppose +you don't know where I can find a dentist, do you?"</p> + +<p>"No, I don't," said the Merboy. "I've never had occasion to use one."</p> + +<p>"Oh, well, I suppose there are such things, and so I'll set about +finding one. Good-by," said the Whale, and off he started in search of a +dentist.</p> + +<p>"He's a very dull creature," said the Merboy, returning to the bureau. +"He never thinks much even when he hasn't a harpoon in his back. Now for +our trouble again. This envelope looks as if it might tell us."</p> + +<p>Again was the little fellow doomed to disappointment. All the +information contained in this envelope related to the killing of +potato-bugs, and the best way to keep mosquitos from biting.</p> + +<p>"This is the worst failure of a bureau of information I ever saw, or +else I don't know how to manage it," he said. "Suppose you try it, +Jimmieboy. You may have better luck."</p> + +<p>Jimmieboy dropped the reins and alighted from the carriage. Walking to +the bureau he opened the second drawer and found it full of books. They +were very handsome books on the outside, and if one could judge from +their titles they were attractive inside too. One of them, for instance, +was named <i>The Porpoise of the Mediterranean, or A Minnow's Adventures +on the Coast of Africa</i>. Another was labelled <i>Poems of A. Swordfish</i>. +Another was called <i>Jellyfish Jingles</i>, a title which so interested +Jimmieboy that he opened it and read some of them. In a minute he threw +his head back and laughed loudly, opening his mouth as widely as +possible in his mirth. He was so amused that he couldn't keep his lips +closed.</p> + +<p>"Listen to this," he said; "it's called 'The Unfortunate Tale of the +Polliwog:'</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"The small sea-toad he climbed a tree</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">One windy summer's day,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And through the water chanced to see</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">A pollywog grown gray;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Whereat he cried, 'Oh, Pollywog,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Come tell me, sir, I pray,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">How is it you are not a frog</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And yet have grown so gray?'</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"'Because,' the Pollywog replied,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">His visage turning pale;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">'Because,' and here he deeply sighed,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And sadly wagged his tail;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">'Because,' he added, as the tide</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Grew wavy in the gale;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">'Because I shed but tears; I've tried</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">But cannot shed my tail.'"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"That's pretty good," said the Merboy, with a smile, noticing with a +great deal of relief that Jimmieboy had at last opened his mouth. "Are +there any more?" he added, just to see if Jimmieboy's cure were final.</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Jimmieboy. "Here's one about 'A Sad Sea-Dog.'<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_512" id="Page_512">[Pg 512]</a></span></p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"Oh, the sad sea-dog he has no fin,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And he never moves, they say.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">He sits as still as a piece of tin,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And he's never known to smile or grin,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Or to wipe his tears away.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"His chief delight is to bark and growl,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And to yelp and screech and snap;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">He does not mind if the wild winds howl,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">He never will stir for fish or fowl,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And cares not what may hap.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"He shakes his flippers and wags his jaws,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Delights in the awful gale,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">He breaks each one of the ocean's laws,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And no one lives that can make him pause,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">From sharks to the mammoth whale.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"And it's all because a fisherman—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">A man with a great green eye—</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Mistook him once for his black-and-tan,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And whistled to him, and called him 'Fan,'</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">In the days long since gone by.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">"When a sea-dog's name is Anthony</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">Montgomery Varian,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">'Tis apt to sour his spirit to be</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Miscalled as upon that day was he</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">By a mean land name like Fan!"</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>"I should think so," said the Goldfish. "It's like being christened +Algernon at church and being known as Petie in school."</p> + +<p>"I don't wonder he sulked," said Jimmieboy.</p> + +<p>"Nor I," said the Merboy. "But, say, Jimmieboy, you are cured of your +lockjaw, aren't you?"</p> + +<p>"Dear me, I forgot!" said Jimmieboy. "I wasn't going to open my mouth +under water at all."</p> + +<p>"Why not, pray?" asked the Merboy.</p> + +<p>"For fear of swallowing the ocean," replied Jimmieboy.</p> + +<p>"Ha! ha!" laughed the Merboy. "Why, you couldn't swallow a drop of it, +much less the whole of it, the way I've fixed it. Is that all you were +doing—just holding your month shut?"</p> + +<p>"That's all," said Jimmieboy.</p> + +<p>"Well, well! The idea!" said the Merboy. "You ought to have known +better."</p> + +<p>"Well, I didn't," said Jimmieboy, glad to find that it was not really +necessary to keep his mouth closed.</p> + +<p>"Apparently not—and it took the bureau of information to cure you. +That's a very useful bureau."</p> + +<p>"Very," said Jimmieboy. "I'd like to go through some of the drawers if +we have time. Have we?"</p> + +<p>"Lots," said the Merboy, taking the brush on the top of the bureau and +fixing his hair with it. "We have ten times as much time as there is +really."</p> + +<p>"How can that be?" asked Jimmieboy.</p> + +<p>"Well, never mind now," said the Merboy. "But some time you ask your +papa how long a dream a boy can have who is asleep only ten seconds. You +will be surprised at what he tells you. I once had a dream lasting forty +years in a nap that was less than a minute long. So go ahead. You have +plenty of time, and I dare say you will find lots of valuable +information in the bureau. I will be back in a few minutes."</p> + +<p>"You aren't going to leave me, are you?" asked Jimmieboy.</p> + +<p>"No. I'm only going to drive the Dolphins around to the stable. I'll be +right back."</p> + +<p>The Merboy entered the carriage again and drove off, while Jimmieboy +turned his attention to the bureau of information. As he turned, his eye +caught sight of two little drawers that he had not noticed before on +either side of the mirror which surmounted the bureau. He tried to open +the right-hand drawer, but found it locked. The left-hand one opened +easily, and in it Jimmieboy found a little golden key. This, as it +turned out, was the key to the other drawer, and which, no sooner had +the key turned in the lock, slid out as though pushed by a spring, and +from it jumped the funniest little old man Jimmieboy had ever seen, +hardly taller than his thumb, and dressed from head to foot in beautiful +garments of silver and gold. In his left hand the little old man carried +a jewelled staff, and his right hand he extended to Jimmieboy, as much +as to say,</p> + +<p>"Why, howdy do? I'm very glad to see you."</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_513" id="Page_513">[Pg 513]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT" id="INTERSCHOLASTIC_SPORT"></a> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="600" height="119" alt="INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>Although the New York athletes will by no means have a walk-over at the +Berkeley Oval next Saturday, when the N.Y.I.S.A.A. and the L.I.I.S.A.A. +contend for the Intercity championship in track athletics, they will +certainly carry off the honors of the day, and they ought to do it by a +good score. New York has better material this year than has Brooklyn, +and the schools here have been devoting more time and energy to field +sports than their rivals have across the Bridge. In fact, the +Long-Islanders have shown a certain lack of interest in the Intercity +contest which of itself is sufficient to betoken defeat. The relay race +between the New York and Brooklyn Interscholastic teams was to have been +run off at the Wilson and Kellogg games on April 27th, and a large +number of enthusiasts gathered at the Oval to witness the sport in spite +of the heavy downpour of rain. The hours passed, however, and no +Brooklyn racers appeared. Not even a word of explanation came, and the +race had to be postponed. It was thought at first that the Brooklyn team +did not come over on account of the storm, but I learned the next day +that the reason of its non-appearance was due to the fact that there was +no team to come. Not enough candidates had applied at the Brooklyn trial +heats for the managers to choose four capable runners. The very least +these managers could have done, under the circumstances, would have been +to notify the New York Interscholastic authorities of this fact. Young +sportsmen, as well as older ones, should remember that one of the first +considerations among amateurs is to fulfil engagements that have been +entered upon, or if this is found to be impossible, to give ample and +timely notice to their opponents of their inability to do so.</p> + +<p>While it is gratifying to see such active interest displayed by the New +York schools in out-door sport, it is also to be regretted, as I have +had occasion to say before in this department, that so much of this +interest should be turned in one direction. The New York school-boys +have taken up track and field sports to so large an extent that baseball +has suffered materially this spring, and tennis has practically been +dropped. Such a state of affairs must surely bring evil results. It is a +condition that cannot last long, but while it does last it works +considerable harm. The genuine interests of field sports are not +advanced by excessive indulgence. It is best to encourage every game +that the season favors, and to attempt to do well in all branches of +sport than to excel in but one. Such an excellence can be but ephemeral. +In New England the school-boys are wiser in this respect. They endeavor +to develop themselves in all branches. Only a few days ago Mr. D. S. +Sanford, principal of the Brookline High-School, told me that from +statistics he had prepared he had learned that twenty per cent. of the +boys at the High-School play football, fifteen per cent. play baseball, +fifteen per cent. take part in track athletics, and forty per cent. (of +the boys and girls) play tennis. Fifty per cent. take part in no +athletic games at all. From what I have observed in and around Boston I +should judge that the athletic efforts of most of the other New England +schools are distributed in a similar ratio. And yet, with only fifteen +per cent. of the boys indulging in track athletics, they manage to make +pretty fair records!</p> + +<p>In Brooklyn baseball has not been allowed to suffer neglect because of +track athletics, and so the race for the Long Island championship +promises to be interesting. The teams are evenly matched with but one or +two exceptions. Pratt Institute has no nine in the field, and Bryant & +Stratton's is practically out of the race, having already been defeated +a number of times. The St. Paul's team has a decided advantage over most +of the other nines in the Association in that it is mainly composed of +experienced players, most of whom were members of last year's nine. Hall +is pitching well, and has good support. The Brooklyn High's team is made +up wholly of raw material, with the exception of Captain Brum, but the +men are working hard, and will do well before the season closes. One +good feature in this year's High-School athletics is the barring out of +all questionable candidates, the two forfeited championships of last +year having evidently proved a salutary lesson. The Brooklyn Latin has +one of the strongest nines in the league, and will probably make a +strong bid for the pennant. Captain Litchfield is playing good ball at +third, and both Goodwin and Sleven are doing good work at short-stop and +first base respectively. Hall, of last year's Poly. Prep. team, is +pitching, and Watt, formerly of Bryant & Stratton's, is catching.</p> + +<p>The Adelphi Academy has turned out a better set of players than it had +last year, and promises to make a good record. The team is made up +pretty much of new material, but the men are working hard. Jewell and +Simpson alternate in the box, with Forney as back-stop. Byers at first +and Graff at third are capable players. Poly. Prep. is laboring under +the disadvantage of an unfavoring faculty—a group of honest gentlemen +who have not yet caught up with the fact that athletics have come to +stay, and are, in moderation, a part of every educational system. As the +school officers take no interest whatever in the sport, the players are +working along as best they can under these adverse circumstances, and +they are fortunately getting good support from their fellows. The +authorities have gone<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_514" id="Page_514">[Pg 514]</a></span> further than being passive in their attitude +toward athletics by ruling that Stevenson, the Captain of the nine, +shall only play in league games. This is all very well if Stevenson +neglects his studies for baseball, but as far as I am able to learn, +such is not the case. Dunne is pitching fairly well, but to be +successful he must get better control over the ball. Noyes, who is +acting as substitute Captain, is putting up a steady game at second, and +McKay is doing well at first. The other players are new. The out-field +is weak, but the team work at times is fairly good, and the men +certainly have a spirit and energy which are commendable.</p> + +<p>Even a casual observer cannot fail to notice how much more is done for +interscholastic sport in New England than in New York and its vicinity. +Not only do Harvard and Yale universities take an active interest in the +work of the young men whom they expect to gather into their own ranks, +but even the Boston Athletic Association, which cannot hope to derive +any material benefit from its exertions, offers cups and medals for +interscholastic events, and does all that is possible to aid and advise +the Boston school-boys. It seems to me that the New York Athletic Club +could do worse than follow the B.A.A.'s good example. As far as I know, +the N.Y.A.C. does nothing in the interest of school sports. To be sure, +my indefatigable friend Evert Wendell performs enough good service as +referee at scholastic contests to make up for many of the club's +shortcomings; but Mr. Wendell does this purely as a lover of sport, and +not as a representative of the club. Many of the best athletes of the +N.Y.I.S.A.A. are members of the N.Y.A.C. They ought to get together in +the near future, and, with the aid and advice of Mr. Wendell, endeavor +to get the managers of the N.Y.A.C. to show more active interest in the +exceedingly good work now being done by the schools.</p> + +<p>In Boston, all the Interscholastic Committee meetings are held in the +B.A.A. club-house on Exeter Street, and every winter the club holds an +in-door meeting for the especial benefit of the thirty schools that +compose the New England League. The silver cup which the B.A.A. has +offered this year to be played for for five years by the school baseball +teams is a fine trophy, and cannot fail to act as an incentive to the +young players of the league. Harvard's work for the schools is even more +active. Seven years ago the university was instrumental in forming the +New England I.S.B.B.A., and in 1891 it organized the Interscholastic +Lawn Tennis Association, whose fifth annual tournament was held on +Jarvis Field, Cambridge, May 4th and 6th, with an entry list of over +fifty names. The prizes offered each year are a gold medal or a cup to +the winner, a racquet to the runner-up, and a championship banner to the +school whose team scores the largest number of points. This year the cup +is a handsomely engraved piece of silverware in the shape of a pitcher +with one handle. As a general thing, I do not believe in medals and cups +as inducements to young men to enter into amateur sports. The pure love +of the game should be sufficient to call out their best efforts. But +there is no doubt that interest in their early efforts, expressed in +some such material way by associations of older players is a good thing, +and it is certainly a strong incentive to a general participation in +athletics for many boys who might otherwise be too indolent or too +disinterested to discover and develop their own capabilities. This once +done, however, there is no school-boy who is not enough of a true +sportsman not to keep on, regardless of any possible material advantages +or rewards. The mere title of champion is the most precious prize to be +won in any field.</p> + +<p>That Harvard's efforts for the promotion of tennis in the New England +schools have been successful there is no doubt. At the first tournament, +held in 1891, R. D. Wrenn, now the national champion, then in the +Cambridge Latin School, was the winner, and he helped earn the pennant +for his school. The following year Malcolm Chace met Clarence Budlong in +the Interscholastic finals, and, after a hot match, Chace took first, +and carried the banner to the University Grammar School of Providence. +Budlong won in 1893, but only after a hard struggle with Ware, of the +Roxbury Latin, who came up again in 1894 and carried off all the honors, +including the championship banner for the school making the highest +number of points. Ware's second victory in the finals last week entitles +him to a position among the leading young players of the country, and I +have no doubt that he will win at Newport in the Interscholastic +tournament this summer.</p> + +<p>Jarvis Field afforded a beautiful sight while the tournament was going +on last week. There were twenty-two courts in use during the preliminary +rounds, and a goodly number of spectators stood around to watch the +players. I was most interested in Ware's work, and gave most of my +attention to his play. He was in three matches the first day, and won +them all. He first met Edwards, who is a strong player, and who made him +do some sharp work in the second set. Ware is particularly good on hard +drives, and it is really inspiring to see him smash the ball at the back +line, and come within a few inches of it every time. But Henderson was +lively, and returned many of the champion's swiftest drives; he would +have made a better showing if he had been more accurate in his placing. +Later Ware defeated Bartlett and Seaver, both in two straight sets, +three of which were love sets. Fitz showed great improvement in form +over last year, and reached the semi-finals. He is a rising young +player, and will be heard from next year. On Monday, the 6th, Ware +played in the semi-finals and the finals and won the cup. Newton High +took the pennant offered for the school winning the greatest number of +points.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 309px;"> +<img src="images/ill_020.jpg" width="309" height="500" alt="W. T. LAING. N. W. BARKER. ANDOVER ACADEMY'S TWO RECORD RUNNERS." title="" /> +<span class="caption">W. T. LAING. N. W. BARKER.<br /><br />ANDOVER ACADEMY'S TWO RECORD RUNNERS.</span> +</div> + +<p>Arrangements are being made to bring about a meeting between the +track-athletic teams of Phillips Andover and Worcester academies. As yet +no date has been set for the games, but if the two schools can come to +an understanding on certain minor points, it is probable that they will +be held at Worcester during the week previous to the big Interscholastic +meeting at Cambridge in June. The games will be most interesting, for +both the Worcester and Andover academies have strong teams. Readers of +this department will remember that the Worcester Academy took second +place, with 141 points, at the in-door meeting in Boston last March, and +Andover won the Interscholastics in June last year. The programme of the +dual games will be the same as the Intercollegiate order of events, and +only three candidates will be entered from each school. Worcester's best +sprinter, Clark, has been ill, and will not run again this year, and so +Senn or Barker of Andover will have a better chance for the 100 and 220. +Barker, however, is inclined to be indolent, and is not careful or +regular in his training. Laing of Andover is pretty sure to win the +mile. He won that event in the Interscholastics last June in 4.32-2/5, +but as he is twenty-one years old this year, he is debarred from +competing on Holmes Field in June. This I.S.A.A. rule would not affect +his status in the Worcester-Andover games, however, and Laing will there +try to lower his record. Holt will take the shot event for Andover, and +Malby, his schoolmate, will probably get second. Holt should also win +the hammer throw. Lorraine of Andover will do no better than to secure a +place in the 440, which will be won by Judd of Worcester, if he runs. +But Judd may reserve himself for the half-mile, which he is sure to +take. As Andover has no good men in the jumps, Worcester should get 10 +points or more there, and Johnson of Worcester will easily take the pole +vault, having a record of 10 feet 8 inches. Barker will give Hine a +close race over the low hurdles, and may win. Hine took the event at the +Interscholastics last year. These dual games will be an excellent thing +for the advancement of the sport, and I hope some of the other large +schools, situated at a distance from one another, will take up the idea +and arrange similar meetings.</p> + +<p>A field meeting of Pacific Coast amateurs was held at the Olympic Club +Grounds, San Francisco, April 20th, and the school-boys who entered made +a very good showing.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_515" id="Page_515">[Pg 515]</a></span> The games were held for the benefit of the +University of California team, now in the East, and the young athletes +of the A.A.L. compared very favorably with the men who have come on to +joust with Yale, Princeton, and Pennsylvania. Jackson of the Oakland +High-School won the mile run in 4 min. 38-3/5 sec., with Brown of the +University of California second. Brown led in the last lap until the +stretch, when Jackson spurted and won by the very narrow margin of ten +inches. Jenks, O.H.-S., won the quarter in 52-3/5 secs. by ten or twelve +yards, with two university men, Barnes and Parkhurst, behind him. Cheek, +the captain of the O.H.-S. team, got second in the broad jump, covering +21 feet, and cleared 10 feet 2-1/2 inches in the pole vault. McConnell, +O.H.-S., cleared 5 feet 3 inches in the high jump, and took second in +the event. The Pacific Coast scholars may well be proud of these +achievements in a competition with men so much older and more +experienced than themselves.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 31em;"><span class="smcap">The Graduate</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_PUDDING_STICK2" id="THE_PUDDING_STICK2"></a> +<img src="images/ill_021.jpg" width="600" height="164" alt="THE PUDDING STICK" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young +Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on +the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address +Editor.</p></div> + +<p>Ailsie Bond came to see me on last Saturday afternoon, and I noticed at +a glance that something was wrong. I knew it by her very step and her +look. Ailsie is one of my darlings, such a bright, brave girl, always +just where one expects to find her, the sweetest, dearest, sunniest of +companions. But she was under a cloud last week. Let me add that she is +sixteen years old, and a school-girl.</p> + +<p>"I am so homesick," she said, sitting in her favorite corner of the +lounge, with her elbow resting on a cushion. "Here I've kept up for +months working hard and learning ever so much, and feeling every day +that father and mother are so good in sparing me to stay away so long, +and in giving me these advantages, and now, when the last school term of +the year is almost ended, examinations coming on, and then so soon home, +sweet home and a long vacation, I can't <i>stand</i> it. I want my mother. I +want to sleep in my own little room. I want to hug the baby. I want to +count the silver, and dust the parlor, and keep the library in order, +and run to meet my father when he comes home from the office. Oh, I know +it is silly!" she said, laughing and crying both at once, "but I can't +help it. I'm homesick, and I'd rather have the toothache. It wouldn't +hurt any more."</p> + +<p>There was no use in arguing with dear Ailsie, so I comforted her as best +I could. You girls who are away at school know all about it. The +homesick hours must come, and you wouldn't be really home-loving girls +if you didn't have them. But if one never went away from home, she +couldn't have the joy of going back there, and being met at the station +by her big brother, and having father and mother welcome her, and the +little ones show how much they had grown in her absence, even the cat +and dog showing their delight that one they had missed was with them +again. Poor puss, and poor collie and terrier, I often wonder at <i>their</i> +dumb wonder and speculation as to what has become of their friends when +somebody in the house goes off and stays away a long while. They cannot +talk, but they purr or wag their tails, and all but laugh when the +friends return. Yes, girls, brace up, as your brothers say. A half-hour +at home will console you for the homesickness you suffer from when +absent. Keep up your courage, and at the worst remember that</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 28em;">"The darkest day,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Live till to-morrow will have passed away."</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>The woods are perfect dreams of beauty in these May days, and what with +the dogwood blossoms shining in starry splendor, and the laurel getting +ready to bloom, and the orchards drifting their pink-and-white blossoms +on the softly caressing winds, the world is a beautiful place. Be on the +lookout for exquisite things and you will surely find them. It is a pity +to go blindly through so much splendor. Use your eyes and <i>observe</i>; +every day will show you something new.</p> + +<p>Did you ever notice how cunningly some birds hide their nests, weaving +them of twigs just the color of the ground, and then sitting on their +eggs almost in your sight, yet so unobtrusively that you discover them +only by accident? The little sociable wrens, less timid and more +friendly, build their nests by the very house door, and are not afraid +to let you have a peep at their pretty housekeeping. Birds are +interesting neighbors to my mind.</p> + +<p>Anna C. asks what you must have at an afternoon tea. You <i>may</i> have +anything you choose, sandwiches, small cakes, salads, ices, candies, +and, of course, tea served with cream and sugar, or with thin slices of +lemon and sugar. But you <i>must</i> have, or, rather, you need only have, if +you wish, tea and very thin, daintily served slices of bread-and-butter. +The idea of afternoon tea is merely a light refreshment about five +o'clock in the afternoon, when you may have a few moments' pleasant chat +with the family and your friends, and when what you eat and drink is a +delicate accompaniment to the conversation. Among the most acceptable +sandwiches are those made with a crisp green lettuce leaf between thin +slices of bread-and-butter, the lettuce salted and sprinkled with +vinegar, or of very dainty brown bread with cottage cheese thinly spread +on the two inner sides.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_022.jpg" width="300" height="72" alt="Signature" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Highest of all in Leavening Power.—Latest U. S. 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Square 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, $3.00 per +volume.</p> + +<h4>ADVENTURES OF TWO YOUTHS—</h4> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>IN SOUTHERN EUROPE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN CENTRAL EUROPE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN NORTHERN EUROPE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN GREAT BRITAIN AND IRELAND.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN MEXICO.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN AUSTRALASIA.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>ON THE CONGO.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN THE RUSSIAN EMPIRE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN SOUTH AMERICA.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN CENTRAL AFRICA.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN EGYPT AND PALESTINE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN CEYLON AND INDIA.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN SIAM AND JAVA.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>IN JAPAN AND CHINA.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3><i>OTHER BOOKS BY COLONEL KNOX:</i></h3> + +<h4>Hunting Adventures on Land and Sea</h4> + +<p class="center">2 vols. Copiously Illustrated. Square 8vo, Cloth, Ornamental, +$2.50 each.</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>THE YOUNG NIMRODS IN NORTH AMERICA.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE YOUNG NIMRODS AROUND THE WORLD.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h3>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York.</h3> + +<h4>☞ <i>The above works are for sale by all booksellers, or will be +sent by the publishers, postage prepaid, to any part of the United +States, Canada, or Mexico, on receipt of the price.</i></h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_024.jpg" width="500" height="72" alt="If afflicted with SORE EYES use Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE WATER" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>A Request.</b>—Readers of <i>Harper's Round Table</i> will please mention the +paper when answering advertisements contained therein.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_516" id="Page_516">[Pg 516]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="BICYCLING" id="BICYCLING"></a> +<img src="images/ill_025.jpg" width="600" height="139" alt="BICYCLING" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This Department is conducted in the interest of Bicyclers, and the +Editor will be pleased to answer any question on the subject, +besides inquiries regarding the League of American Wheelmen, so +far as possible. Correspondents should address Editor Bicycling +Department.</p></div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 376px;"> +<img src="images/ill_026.jpg" width="376" height="1200" alt="Map" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>The map this week marks out one of the several different ways of going +from New York to Stamford, Connecticut, or any of the points along the +way. A good ride for an ordinary bicycle-rider who is not out to cover +distance, but wants to reach a certain point, stop for dinner and +return, is to go from Fifty-ninth Street to Portchester, which is about +twenty-five miles, making in all a fifty-mile run. This route may be +extended if the rider is looking for a longer distance, as far as +Stamford, which is perhaps about thirty-two miles from 110th Street. The +road is an uncomfortable one to ride over until the rider is well out of +the city, but after that it is reasonably good, except for the hills +before going into New Rochelle, and before going into Mamaroneck.</p> + +<p>The rider should enter Central Park at Fifty-ninth Street and Eighth +Avenue; thence diagonally over to the Eastern Drive, leaving the Park at +its northern end; up Lenox Avenue to 128th Street; then east to Third +Avenue, and then across the Third Avenue Bridge. Half a block north of +the bridge turn to the right on the southern Boulevard; follow the +southern Boulevard east to Union Avenue, something more than a mile, +with Belgian block pavement all the way. At Union Avenue it is well to +leave the southern Boulevard, because the macadamized road is so full of +holes, and otherwise in very bad condition. Go on Union Avenue about +one-half mile north over mud ruts, and come out upon Westchester Avenue. +Here the rider has sixteen blocks of Belgian block pavement eastward. +After this comes a badly macadamized road, which has several descents +and short sharp hills for about three blocks to Fox Street; thence go on +a fairly good road, improving all the way, to the village of West Farms, +where you cross the Bronx River and come out on the old Boston Post +Road. From here the road is macadamized and is very good, and the rider +should keep to it all the way to Stamford. Or he may turn right just out +of Bronxdale and go down to New Rochelle through Westchester, +Baychester, etc. In either case the road is the same after leaving New +Rochelle.</p> + +<p>There are many little hills between Pelham Bridge and New Rochelle, the +longest being in Neptune Park, just south of New Rochelle village. The +road is macadamized and in excellent order. There is a steep descent +about four blocks long as you approach Larchmont Manor, with a +corresponding hill to climb as you enter the village. There are three +hills, each about three blocks long, between Larchmont Manor and +Mamaroneck, the road being macadamized all the way. North of Mamaroneck +the road is macadamized and kept in excellent condition as far as Rye. +The road from Rye, thence around the north of Portchester, thence to +bridge at Bryan River, sharp turn to right here, and thence to +Greenwich, is a well-kept macadam. The rider may stop at Greenwich, if +he choose, but the run to Stamford to the north of Coscob at the head of +Coscob Bay is a good one. The country is rolling rather than hilly. +There are no specially steep hills in this district.</p> + +<p>At New Rochelle a stop may be made at the Hugenot House, after a run of +fourteen miles. By taking the turn to the right indicated on the map +just before entering Portchester, instead of turning sharp to the left +and following the bicycle route, the rider may run into Portchester and +stop at the Irving or the West End Hotel, while at Stamford the Stamford +House is in the centre of the town, and furnishes a suitable +stopping-place for the end of the journey.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><span class="smcap">Note</span>.—Map of New York city asphalted streets in No. 809. Map of +route from New York to Tarrytown in No. 810.</p></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_517" id="Page_517">[Pg 517]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="STAMPS" id="STAMPS"></a> +<img src="images/ill_027.jpg" width="600" height="200" alt="STAMPS" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This Department is conducted in the interest of stamp collectors, +and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on the +subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address Editor +Stamp Department.</p></div> + +<p>Since the finding of the variety in the twelve-cent stamp of the United +States, illustrated a short time ago, the collectors have been +industriously seeking for varieties in the other values in the same +series, and not without results, as two varieties are now mentioned in +other stamps, one of them being the seven-cent of the 1872 issue, and +the other in the current two-cent stamp.</p> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 130px;"> +<img src="images/ill_028.jpg" width="130" height="150" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/ill_030.jpg" width="150" height="135" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 135px;"> +<img src="images/ill_029.jpg" width="135" height="147" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 150px;"> +<img src="images/ill_031.jpg" width="150" height="146" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>The first variety discovered is shown in the accompanying illustrations, +these showing the lower left-hand corners of the seven-cent stamp. In +Fig. 2 a very fine line will be noticed around the two points of the +bulb, these being absent in the other variety. As the seven-cent stamp +is somewhat scarce, young collectors will hardly be in a position to +sort a number over to look for the variety.</p> + +<p>The other variety which has been found is shown in the two cuts given, +these representing the triangular ornaments in the upper corners of the +current two-cent stamps. In the ordinary or common variety the lines run +across the ornaments, while in the new variety the lines stop at the +frame of the triangles, thus causing them to show clearer. As there are +a great number of plates used for printing the two-cent values, the new +variety will probably be found in profusion, and it is interesting to +hunt for them.</p> + +<p>A recent despatch from Washington stated that the Attorney-General had +given it as his opinion that foreign postage-stamps were securities, and +therefore came under the law in relation to counterfeiting. This +opinion, it would seem, would stop the using of stamp cuts of any kind +in this country, but the publishers have as yet taken no notice of the +matter.</p> + +<p>The four, five, and fifteen cent values of the United States 1890 issue +have been found in an unperforated state.</p> + +<p>In the first issue of United States envelopes, in giving the various +dies of the three-cent value the catalogue gives the width of the labels +in millimetres as showing the dies. The label is the space at top of +stamp enclosing the word "Three," and in measuring you take from each +side of the label, in some dies the label being curved, and in some it +is straight on the ends.</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><span class="smcap">Louis A. Dyar</span>.—There is no half-penny English postage stamp of a +dark blue color. A complete catalogue of all stamps can be had of +any dealer for about fifty cents. All English stamps issued +between 1858 and 1887 had letters in the corners. The first stamp +on the sheet was lettered A. B. in the upper corners, B. A. in the +lower corners. The next stamp was lettered A. C. in the upper, C. +A. in the lower, and so on. In addition each plate had a separate +number.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">R. F. J</span>.—We cannot give addresses in this column. Apply to any +stamp dealer if you do not find a satisfactory advertisement in +the advertising columns of this paper.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">F. Smith</span>.—The two stamps described by you are very rare +Confederate locals. The New Orleans is worth from $2 to $5, +according to the color of the ink and paper. You do not describe +it sufficiently to determine whether it is the regular issue or +one of the red on blue paper. The other stamp is the Mobile black, +sold by dealers at $40 each. You are to be congratulated.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">A. K</span>.—Yes. All United States stamps are increasing in value.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">K. C. B</span>.—The 1838, 1845, 1847 United States cents are sold by +dealers at from five to fifteen cents each, according to +condition. There is one 1838 cent in which this date is struck +over the date 1836. That is a rare coin, and is worth $6.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Fred. W. Coon</span>.—The Cape of Good Hope stamps made in 1861 are +woodcuts made for an emergency. The one penny blue and fourpenny +red of this issue are "errors," and are worth $250 each.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Albert Currier</span>.—The value of the two locals which are catalogued +at $35 and $20 respectively, which you wish to sell, depends +largely on their condition. This department cannot tell what a +dealer ought to give for them. If one dealer will not buy at your +price, perhaps another will, but remember dealers expect to, and, +in fact, must make a profit.</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">M. B. W</span>.—The United States Internal Revenue stamps on the back of +old photographs have no value as a rule. Many millions were used +every year for a long time. This is especially true of the +one-cent stamps, except the one marked Playing Cards.</p></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>THE SECOND SUMMER,</h3> + +<p>many mothers believe, is the most precarious in a child's life; +generally it may be true, but you will find that mothers and physicians +familiar with the value of the Gail Borden Eagle Brand Condensed Milk do +not so regard it.—[<i>Adv.</i>]</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Physicians</h2> + +<p>prescribe Scott's Emulsion of Cod-liver Oil and Hypophosphites because +they find their patients can tolerate it for a long time, as it does not +upset the stomach nor derange the digestion like the plain oil.</p> + +<p>Scott's Emulsion is as much easier to digest than the plain oil as milk +is easier to digest than butter. Besides, the fish-fat taste is taken +out of the oil, and it is almost palatable. The way sickly children, +emaciated, anæmic and consumptive adults, gain flesh on Scott's Emulsion +is very remarkable.</p> + +<p class="center"><i>Don't be persuaded to accept a substitute!</i></p> + +<h4>Scott & Bowne, N. Y. All Druggists. 50c. and $1.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>MONARCH</h2> + +<h3>King of all Bicycles.</h3> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_032.jpg" width="200" height="194" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">TRADE-MARK.</p> + +<p class="center">Five Styles. Weights, 18 to 25 Pounds.</p> + +<h4>Prices, $85 and $100.</h4> + +<h3>MONARCH CYCLE CO.</h3> + +<h4>Factory and Main Office, Lake and Halsted Sts., Chicago.</h4> + +<h4>Eastern Branch: 79 Reade St., & 97 Chambers St., N.Y.</h4> + +<h4>The <span class="smcap">C. F. Guyon Co</span>., Ltd., Managers.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_033.jpg" width="200" height="173" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h3>Sick Headache</h3> + +<h4>AND</h4> + +<h3>Constipation</h3> + +<p class="center">are quickly and pleasantly</p> + +<p class="center">cured by</p> + +<h2>Tarrant's Effervescent Seltzer Aperient.</h2> + +<p class="center">The most valuable family remedy for</p> + +<h3>Disordered Stomach</h3> + +<h3>and Impaired Digestion.</h3> + +<p class="center">50 cents and $1.00. All Druggists.</p> + +<h4><span class="smcap">Tarrant & Co</span>., Chemists, N. Y.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> + +<h2>Postage Stamps, &c.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> +<img src="images/ill_034.jpg" width="100" height="113" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p><i>STAMPS!</i> <i>300</i> fine mixed Victoria, Cape of G. H., India, Japan, etc., +with fine Stamp Album, only <b>10c.</b> New 80-p. Price-list <b>free</b>. <i>Agents +wanted</i> at <b>50%</b> commission. STANDARD STAMP CO., 4 Nicholson Place, St. +Louis, Mo. Old U. S. and Confederate Stamps bought.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> +<img src="images/ill_035.jpg" width="100" height="69" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>100 all dif. Venezuela, Costa Rica, etc., only 10c.; 200 all dif. Hayti, +Hawaii, etc., only 50c. Ag'ts wanted at 50 per ct. com. List FREE!</p> + +<h4><b>C. A. Stegmann</b>, 2722 Eads Av., St. Louis, Mo.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>50</b> var., all dif., 5c.; 12 var. Heligoland, 15c.; 6 var. Italy, 1858 to +1862, 5c.; 3 var. Hanover, 5c.; 35 var. C. American, 50c. Agents wanted.</p> + +<h4>F. W. MILLER, 904 Olive St., St. Louis, Mo.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>100</b> all different, China, etc., 10c.; 5 Saxony, 10c.; 40 Spain, 40c.; 6 +Tunis, 14c.; 10 U. S. Revenues, 10c. Agts. wtd., 50% com.; '95 list +free.</p> + +<h4>CRITTENDEN & BORGMAN CO., Detroit, Mich.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>POSTAGE DUES.</b>—50c. and 30c., at 70c each; the pair for $1.25. <b>Diamond +Stamp Co., Germantown, Pa.</b></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>PUZZLE PURSE.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> +<img src="images/ill_036.jpg" width="100" height="80" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>A first-class morocco purse with nickel frame and clasp. Can't be opened +without the secret; worth 25c. as a purse and $5.00 as a "brain +cracker." As sample of our 1000 Bargains we mail it postpaid with large +Catalogue for 10c.</p> + +<h4>INGERSOLL & BRO., 65 CORTLANDT ST., N. Y. CITY.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_037.jpg" width="500" height="72" alt="If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE WATER" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>HARPER'S CATALOGUE</b> thoroughly revised, classified, and indexed, will be +sent by mail to any address on receipt of ten cents.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_518" id="Page_518">[Pg 518]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Twenty-three Puzzle Awards and Answers.</h2> + +<p>The West carried off the honors in the Twenty-three Club Contest, and +they are high honors, for the questions were very difficult. The answers +follow. The authority for most of them is Mr. Joseph West Moore's +<i>History of the American Congress</i>, just published.</p> + +<p>1. Nathaniel Macon. 2. Benjamin Harrison, great-grandfather of +ex-President Benjamin Harrison. 3. John Hancock. 4. James Oglethorpe. 5. +Gen. John Newton. 6. Jonathan Edwards. 7. Miles Standish; Gov. William +Bradford. 8. Eliphalet Nott. 9. Thos. H. Benton. 10. Thomas Corwin. 11. +Gen. Sam Houston. 12. James Otis. 13. George Washington. 14. Davy +Crockett. 15. Geo. B. Roberts. 16. James Fitch. 17. Jared Ingersoll. 18. +Thomas Godfrey. 19. Bayard Taylor. 20. Charles Ellet. 21. Robt. R. +Livingston. 22. Anne C. de la Luzerne. 23. Henry D. Thoreau. 24. George +Inness. 25. Henry Inman. 26. John Adams. 27. William Lloyd Garrison. 28. +Oliver Hazard Perry. 29. Stephen A. Douglas. 30. Timothy Ruggles.</p> + +<p>Longfellow credits Miles Standish with the sending back of the +snake-skin, and the "S" in his name is needed to get the second answer: +but the act is also credited to Governor William Bradford. Hence both +were accepted. George Inness is the correct answer to Number 24, for the +puzzle was particular to say "the late."</p> + +<p>The first prize, for sending correct answers to the greatest number of +questions, was won by Alga Fawcett, of Minnesota, and is $10 in money. +Two second prizes of $3 each are awarded to John Morton Espey, of +Pennsylvania, and Frances C. Bliven, of distant Washington. Two third +prizes of $1 each are given to John H. Blair, of New York (Ithaca), and +Walter Johnson, of Minnesota. And nine Columbian half-dollars, as fourth +prizes, are sent to Marion Miller, of Maryland; Marguerite Clow, of +Minnesota; Edmund Rice, Jr., of Washington; Harold D. Sampson and +Kenneth Burton, of Wisconsin; Gertrude G. Wilcox, of Massachusetts; +Esther Neilson, of Pennsylvania; Mary T. Porter, of New York, and Katie +Bartholow, of Maryland.</p> + +<p>The first prize winner got 25 correct answers; the second, 24; the +third, 23, and the Columbian half-dollar winners, 22 and 21.</p> + +<p>If the last names of the twenty-three members of the Club be rightly +arranged the initials spell "The Landing of the Pilgrims." Prizes of +bound volumes of <span class="smcap">Harper's Young People</span> were offered for finding this +sentence, no regard being had for the number of names found. The winners +are: Pennsylvania, William F. Campbell; Wisconsin, Harold D. Sampson and +Kenneth Burton; Washington, Edmund Rice, Jr.; Illinois, Alice Enright; +New England, Helen C. Hopkins; Minnesota, Alice E. Dyar; Michigan, Henry +Martin Jones; Indiana, James Gibbons; New York and New Jersey, Mary T. +Porter (New York); Missouri and Kansas, Mary T. Robinson; Tennessee, +Frank Hopkins; Manitoba, Jules E. Marjoribanks; and "at large," Pansy +Caldwell, of Alabama, and Maddie C. Marshall, of South Carolina.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Round Table Chapters.</h2> + +<p>No. 687.—The Washington Chapter, of Warsaw, Ill. Phillip Dallam, Willie +Hoffman. Box 106, Warsaw.</p> + +<p>No. 688.—The Grove Literary and Musical Chapter, of New York city. +Hattie Lovell; Edythe G. Hathaway, 67 Horatio street.</p> + +<p>No. 689.—The Whittier Chapter, of Englewood, Ill. Percy Wilkinson, +Raymond Hathaway, Stearns Bushnell, Herbert Snider. Other members are +Morey Porter, George Ray, William Mueller. Its meetings are held on +Friday. Chapter address, 439 Englewood Avenue.</p> + +<p>No. 690.—The Charleston Stamp Exchange Chapter, of Charleston, S. C. It +desires to correspond with other stamp exchange Chapters, and would like +members from other cities. Chapter address, James E. Nestor, 26 Pinckney +Street.</p> + +<p>No. 691.—The El Dora Social Club, of San Francisco, Cal. J. J. Cohn, +George Dreck, George Rosenberg, S. Michels. Other members are Edward +Blanchard, Al Williams, Aaron Lewis, Dave and Hyman Caro. Its object is +social amusement, and it would like members from all parts of the globe. +Chapter address, 669 McAllister Street.</p> + +<p>No. 692.—The Margaret Sangster Chapter, of Salem, Mass. Bessie Fabens, +Katherine Wardwell, Grace Oliver; Eleanor Little, 40 Chestnut Street.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Kinks.</h2> + +<h3>No. 83.—<span class="smcap">Double Acrostic</span>.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>1. Clotted blood.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>2. Smooth.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>3. A circle.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>4. A denomination of money.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>5. Superficial contents.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>6. Time of day.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>7. An enclosure.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p class="center">The initials and finals, read downward, give the names of two countries.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">Simon T. Stern</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 84.—<span class="smcap">An Easy Diamond</span>.</h3> + +<p class="center">1. A letter. 3. A verb. 3. To crush. 4. A verb. 5. A letter.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">Ada Jempson</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 85.—<span class="smcap">A Riddle</span>.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">Animal, nor vegetable,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Nor mineral am I;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">A natural product, I exist</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">From two to six feet high.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I am not she, I am not he.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">But just between the two,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">You'll often see me take my place,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And sometimes hear me too.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I have no breadth, I have no length,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">I'm neither thin nor thick,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I'm used to show a faithful love,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">And mark a traitor's trick.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">I'm mentioned oft in Holy Writ,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Both in the Old and New,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 24em;">And strongly recommended there</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">By holy men and true.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">J. M. C.</span></span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>No. 86.</h3> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My first is in house, but not in barn,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My second is in sock, but not in darn,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My third is in love, but not in hate,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My fourth is in worm, but not in bait,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My fifth is in eight, but not in six,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My last's in slab, and likewise in sticks,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My whole an author is whose name and worth</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Are known and cherished over all the earth.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 32em;"><span class="smcap">Horace F. Mayor</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Answers to Kinks in No. 808.</h2> + +<p class="center">King, French, Swett, Bangs, Sangster, Henderson, Patterson, Stuart, +Pyle, Lillie, Munroe, Curtis, Otis, Gibson, Brooks.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p class="center">Priscilla.</p> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><span class="smcap">Boys' Names</span>.</h3> + +<p class="center">1. Sam, 2. Lew, 3. Adam, 4. Ed, 5. Rob, 6. George, 7. Andy, 8. Andrew, +9. Dan, 10. Lee.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>College Yells and Colors.</h2> + +<p>The <span class="smcap">Table</span> is indebted to many members for replies to the question asked +by "M. T." about college yells and colors.</p> + +<p>Amherst.—"Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Amherst!"—Purple and white.</p> + +<p>Annapolis.—Navy blue and old-gold.</p> + +<p>Bowdoin.—"B-o-w-d-o-i-n Rah, Rah, Rah."—White.</p> + +<p>Hamilton.—"Rah! rah! rah! Ham-il-ton, zip rah boom!"—Rose pink.</p> + +<p>Johns Hopkins.—"Hullaballoo, Kanuck, Kanuck! Hullaballoo, Kanuck, +Kanuck! Hoorah! Hoorah; J. H. U.!"—Black and blue.</p> + +<p>Lafayette.—"Rah! Rah! Rah! Tiger Lafayette!"—Maroon and white.</p> + +<p>Lehigh.—"Hoo, ray ray! Hoo, ray ray! Ray ray ray, Lehigh!"—Brown and +white.</p> + +<p>Leland Stanford Junior University.—"Rah-Rah-Rah (three times) +Stanford!"—Cardinal.</p> + +<p>Oberlin.—"Hi!-O!-Hi!-O!-Hi-O!-Hi!-Hi!-O! Hi! O-ber-lin!"—Crimson and +gold.</p> + +<p>University of Alabama.—"Rah, hoo, ree! Universitee! Rah, hoo! Wah, hoo! +A. C. U.!"—Crimson and white.</p> + +<p>University of California.—"Rah! Rah! Rah! Cali-forn-i-a U. C. Berk-lee +Zip-Boom-ah!"—Blue and gold.</p> + +<p>University of Chicago.—"Chi-ca-go! Chi-ca-go! Chi-ca-go go! +Go-it-Chi-ca! Go-it-Chi-ca! Go-it-Chi-ca-go!"—Maroon.</p> + +<p>University of Michigan.—"U. of M. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hoo-rah! Hoo-rah! +Michigan! Michigan! rah! rah! rah!"—Maize and blue.</p> + +<p>University of Pennsylvania.—"Rah! Rah! Rah! Penn-syl-vani-ah!" +(seldom used). "'Ray! 'Ray! 'Ray! Penn-syl-vani-a!" (short and +sharp). This is the most common form. "Hoo-rah! Hoo-rah! Hoorah! +Penn-syl-va-ni-ah-h-h!" Each syllable is strongly accented, and the "ah" +prolonged.</p> + +<p>Following are sporadic, borrowed from no one knows where</p> + +<h4><span class="smcap">The Olly-kazook</span>.</h4> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Olly-kazook-Alack! Alack!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Olly-kazook-Alack! Alack!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 23em;">Hoorah! Hoorah! Penn-syl-va-ni ah!</span><br /> +</p> + +<h4><span class="smcap">The Owski-wow-wow</span>.</h4> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Owski-wow-wow!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Whisky-wow-wow!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Holy-muckeli!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Kentuckyi!</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 25em;">Pennsylvanyi!</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>These last two are not the Pennsylvania yells, strictly speaking, but +they are used at nearly all games, etc., for a change now and then. +Another prime favorite is a melancholy chant.</p> + +<p>"Oh me! Oh my! How we blacked the Tiger's eye!" The colors are red and +blue.</p> + +<p>University of Vermont.—"Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah! U. V. M.! rah, +rah!"—Straw and darkgreen.</p> + +<p>University of Virginia.—"Rah-rah-rah, Uni-v! Rah-rah-rah, ver-si-tee! +Ver-gin-i-a!"—Navy blue and orange.</p> + +<p>Vanderbilt.—"Vanderbilt, Rah, Rah, Rah! Whiz Boom! Zip-Boom, Rah, Rah, +Rah!"—Black and old-gold.</p> + +<p>Vassar.—Rose and gray</p> + +<p>Wesleyan.—"Rah, Rah, Rah Rah, Wes-lei-an-a! Rah Rah Rah Rah +Rah!"—Cardinal and black.</p> + +<p>West Point.—"Rah! Rah! Ray! Rah! Rah! Ray! West Point! West Point! +Armay!"—Black and gray.</p> + +<p>Thanks are due to the following for the information given. Grant Knauff, +Jun., F. M. E., R. H., Clara Rompano, Harold Simonds, R. C. Wente, +Dudley S. Steele, A. D. J., Isabelle Willis, B. F. E. Lantie V. Blum, +Harry B. Reese, and V. J. Smith.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Want Corner.</h2> + +<p>Samuel Byers, Sandiford, Philadelphia, sends the <span class="smcap">Table</span> an account of a +trip which he and about twenty young friends made to New York last +winter. His account is admirably written. His grammar, construction, and +penmanship are away above the average for his age. He tells about visits +made by his jolly party to the Art Museum, to an ocean ship, and many +other places. We do not print his letter in full, because he describes +sights that are already quite familiar, by description at least. We know +his party had a good time, for it called at Franklin Square, and a look +at the jolly faces demonstrated it. Sir Samuel belongs to a Chapter +which wants correspondents everywhere, specially about moths, minerals, +and flowers. Write him for names of individual members. You can get some +good correspondents among them of both sexes.</p> + +<p>Harrie O. Bender, 5903 Tulip Street, Wissinoming, Philadelphia, Station +F., is, we think, a member of the same Chapter as the preceding—the +Sylvia. At any rate, the Sylvia has the same wants. It seeks to make a +collection of pressed flowers from all over the world. Won't you help +it? Of course it sends flowers in return. Hubbard Marsh asks how to cure +the skins of small animals. Won't some member ask a taxidermist and send +the information in the form of a Table morsel? We will print it with due +acknowledgment and thanks. The <span class="smcap">Table</span> is in receipt of a long letter from +its old friend, Janet Cowley, whose present address is care W. E. Moxon, +Bungalow, Sherwood Road, Toowong, Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. +Writing in January, she says the weather is oppressively hot—such is +the difference in seasons. She also says that the Table's other +Karnerunga friend, Constance Smith, is married and living in Sydney. +Lady Janet promises to answer all her American correspondents as early +as their number and her time permits.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_519" id="Page_519">[Pg 519]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_CAMERA_CLUB" id="THE_CAMERA_CLUB"></a> +<img src="images/ill_038.jpg" width="600" height="193" alt="THE CAMERA CLUB" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly +answered by the editor of this column, and we should be glad to +hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions.</p></div> + +<p>It is a fortunate thing for the would-be amateur photographer that a +dark-room, used exclusively for photographic work, is not one of the +"must-haves" of photography. If it were, there would doubtless be very +few amateurs, especially among the young people.</p> + +<p>To make the work of arranging a temporary dark-room simple and easy, the +materials should be kept all together and in as compact a form as +possible. For storing the chemicals and trays a wooden box eighteen +inches long, twelve inches wide, and eight or ten inches high will be +found a convenient size for holding all the material necessary to use +for developing.</p> + +<p>A rack to hold the bottles should be made of a piece of half-inch board +half the size of the bottom of the box. In this board cut holes the size +of the bottles containing the solutions for developing. Fasten this +board securely to the inside of the box, about four inches from the +bottom. The bottles will fit in the holes, and there will be no danger +of breaking or spilling their contents when carrying it from one place +to another. Square bottles should be used for the hypo, and round +bottles for the developers. Five bottles will be enough for the +chemicals—one for the hypo, one for old and one for new developer, one +for the restrainer, and one for the accelerator. Have the labels on the +bottles large and distinct, and make the box on the outside "POISONS."</p> + +<p>The trays can be placed one inside the other and put into the box by the +side of the bottles. The glass funnel should be turned over the top of +one of the bottles, and unless the lantern is an extra size, there will +be plenty of room to set it in the box. Nail a strip of leather across +the box for a handle. A piece of board an inch or two larger all round +than the top of the box will serve for a cover when the box is not in +use.</p> + +<p>With one's materials in this convenient and portable form it is a simple +matter to get ready for developing, and when one has finished it is but +a moment's work to replace the materials and put them away. This plan of +storing materials not only saves a great deal of time and trouble, but +often prevents mistakes in developing.</p> + +<p>In preparing for developing get everything ready before the plates are +taken into the dark-room. Always be particular to place the hypo trays +in the same place each time you develop plates, and you will never make +the mistake of putting a negative into the hypo instead of the +developer.</p> + +<p>Keep all the trays and bottles wiped clean. The trays should be +thoroughly rinsed each time after using, so that no trace of hypo from +the fixing tray may come in contact with the developing tray.</p> + +<p>The amateur more than perhaps any other person should cultivate habits +of neatness, carefulness, and exactness.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_039.jpg" width="300" height="82" alt="Ivory Soap" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>At all grocery stores east of the Rocky Mountains two sizes of Ivory +Soap are sold; one that costs five cents a cake, and a larger size. The +larger cake is the more convenient and economical for laundry and +general household use. If your Grocer is out of it, insist on his +getting it for you.</p> + +<h4><span class="smcap">The Procter & Gamble Co. 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Hiscox</b>, 853 B'dway, N.Y. Book of +proofs <b>FREE</b></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/ill_046.jpg" width="400" height="65" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2><i>Ten Old Songs.</i></h2> + +<p>The brief list given below names ten songs from each Number of the +Franklin Square Song Collection. This is only one-twentieth, by the +Arithmetic, of the round Two Hundred to be found in each Number, or of +the Sixteen Hundred in the Eight Numbers thus far issued.</p> + +<p><b>No. 1.</b> All Together, Annie Laurie, Blue Bells of Scotland, Bonnie Doon, +Columbia, the Gem of the Ocean; Home, Sweet Home; Last Rose of Summer, +Long, Long Ago; Old Oaken Bucket, When the Swallows Homeward Fly.</p> + +<p><b>No. 2.</b> Flow Gently, Sweet Afton; Ever of Thee, Juanita, Kathleen +Mavourneen, Killarney, Mary of Argyle, Speak Gently, The Long Weary Day, +Twickenham Ferry, What is Home without a Mother?</p> + +<p><b>No. 3.</b> Ah! I have Sighed to Rest Me, A Life on the Ocean Wave, Be Kind +to the Loved Ones at Home, Blue Juniata; Chime Again, Beautiful Bells; +Do They Miss Me at Home? In Happy Moments, Old House at Home, Rain Upon +the Roof, The Vacant Chair.</p> + +<p><b>No. 4.</b> Dublin Bay, Happy Are We To-Night, Boys: Keller's American Hymn, +Ossian's Serenade, Rock Me to Sleep, Mother; Search Through the Wide +World, Sweeter than the Breath of Morning, Trancadillo, When the Bloom +is on the Rye.</p> + +<p><b>No. 5.</b> All Among the Barley, Ben Bolt, Fair Land of Poland, Home Again, +Maryland, My Maryland; Speed, My Bark; Thou Art So Near and Yet So Far; +Tramp, Tramp, Tramp; When I Come; Within this Sacred Dwelling.</p> + +<p><b>No. 6.</b> Alice Gray, Andreas Hofer, Eyes So Blue and Dreaming, Faded +Flowers, Listen to the Mocking Bird, Jamie's on the Stormy Sea, Men of +Harlech, Rockaway, She Wore a Wreath of Roses, Tenting on the Old Camp +Ground.</p> + +<p><b>No. 7.</b> Cousin Jedediah, Gentle Annie, Hark, I Hear an Angel Sing; Irish +Emigrants Lament, Touch the Harp Gently, Love's Golden Dream; The Years +Creep Slowly by, Lorena; O Give Me but My Arab Steed, The Star of +Glengary.</p> + +<p><b>No. 8.</b> Chimes of Zurich, Flow, Rio Verde; There's a Good Time Coming, +I'd Weep with Thee, Lone Starry Hours, Lovely Nancy, Johnny Schmoker, +Mermaid's Evening Song, Old Easy Chair by the Fire, The German +Fatherland.</p> + +<p>Sold Everywhere. Price, 50 cents; Boards, 60 cents; Cloth, $1.00. Full +contents of the Several Numbers, with Specimen Pages of favorite Songs +and Hymns sent, without cost, to any address.</p> + +<h4>Harper & Brothers, New York.</h4> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_520" id="Page_520">[Pg 520]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>OPENING OF THE CIRCUS SEASON.</h2> + +<h4><span class="smcap">An act "not down on the bills</span>."</h4> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_047.jpg" width="500" height="298" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_048.jpg" width="500" height="276" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> +<img src="images/ill_049.jpg" width="700" height="243" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>IT DIDN'T WORK.</h2> + +<p>It isn't always safe for a small boy to take his father's jokes and +games too seriously. This was shown very plainly at one time by the +experience of an Englishman and his son upon a railway journey which +they took together. While the little fellow was gazing out of the open +window his father slipped the hat off the boy's head in such a way as to +make his son believe that it had fallen out of the window. The boy was +very much upset by his supposed loss, when his father consoled him by +saying that he would "whistle it back." A little later he whistled, and +the hat reappeared. Not long after the little lad seized upon his +father's hat, and flinging it out of the window, shouted, "Now, papa, +whistle your hat back again!"</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A DAINTY FOR ELEPHANTS.</h2> + +<p>If there is anything in the world that an elephant loves better than a +peanut it is an orange, and if any boy who reads this wishes, when he +goes to the circus, to give the massive creature an especial treat, +instead of paying five cents for a bag of peanuts to put in the +elephant's trunk, let him purchase for the same money one good-sized +orange, and present that to the small-eyed, flat-eared monster. A number +of years ago, in a book which was called <i>Leaves from the Life of a +Special Correspondent</i>, Mr. O'Shea, the author of the book, gave the +following description of an adventure he had with a herd of elephants. +Said he: "A young friend asked me once to show him some elephants, and I +took him along with me, having first borrowed an apron and filled it +with oranges. This he was to carry whilst accompanying me in the stable, +but the moment we reached the door the herd set up such a +trumpeting—they had scented the fruit—that he dropped the apron and +its contents, and scuttled off like a scared rabbit. There were eight +elephants, and when I picked up the oranges I found I had twenty-five. I +walked deliberately along the line, giving one to each. When I got to +the extremity of the narrow stable I turned, and was about to begin the +distribution again, when I suddenly reflected that if elephant No. 7 in +the row saw me give two oranges in succession to No. 8 he might imagine +he was being cheated, and give me a smack with his trunk—that is where +the elephant falls short of the human being—so I went to the door and +began at the beginning as before. Thrice I went along the line, and then +I was in a fix. I had one orange left, and I had to get back to the +door. Every elephant in the herd had his greedy gaze focussed on that +orange. It was as much as my life was worth to give it to any one of +them. What was I to do? I held it up conspicuously, coolly peeled it, +and ate it myself. It was most amusing to notice the way those elephants +nudged each other and shook their ponderous sides. They thoroughly +entered into the humor of the thing."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ARITHMETIC.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mamma</span>. "Suppose you have four apple-dumplings, Willie, and you eat +three, then what do you have?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Willie</span>. "Nightmare."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>IN MEMORIAM.</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">My broken soldiers, made of lead,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Are buried in the garden bed,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And lovely flowers o'er them play,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">For this is Decoration day.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>TOMMY'S PROGRESS.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mamma</span>. "You may open your school report, Tommy, and tell me how you have +been doing this week."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Tommy</span>. "Oh, here is the highest mark, mamma, a 1."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mamma</span>. "And what is that for, Tommy?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Tommy</span>. "Days absent, 1."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>JOHNNY'S COUNTING.</h2> + +<p><span class="smcap">Johnny</span>. "Mamma, I can count all the way up to twelve."</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Mamma</span>. "And what comes after twelve, Johnny?"</p> + +<p><span class="smcap">Johnny</span>. "Recess."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>AN APPEAL.</h2> + +<p>"Papa," said Jennie, climbing upon her father's knee, "don't you think +that 'stead o' ten cents a week you could give me fifteen?"</p> + +<p>"Well, I don't know, my dear," was the answer. "What do you want of the +extra five cents?"</p> + +<p>"I thought my dollie was old enough to have a 'lowance, and I want to +give it to her."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A POSSIBLE EXPLANATION.</h2> + +<p>"I know how Columbus made that egg stand up," said Wilbur. "He had it +hatched first."</p> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, May 14, 1895, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, MAY 14, 1895 *** + +***** This file should be named 32961-h.htm or 32961-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/3/2/9/6/32961/ + +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. Special rules, +set forth in the General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to +copying and distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to +protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm concept and trademark. 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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 Round Table, May 14, 1895 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 24, 2010 [EBook #32961] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, MAY 14, 1895 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPERS + +ROUND TABLE] + +Copyright, 1895, by HARPER & BROTHERS. All Rights Reserved. + + * * * * * + +PUBLISHED WEEKLY. NEW YORK, TUESDAY, MAY 14, 1895. FIVE CENTS A COPY. + +VOL. XVI.--NO. 811. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR. + + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + +HEROES OF AMERICA. + +THE FIGHT AT HAMPTON ROADS. + +BY THE HONORABLE THEODORE ROOSEVELT. + + +[Illustration: Decorative N] + +aval battles of the civil war have an immense importance, because they +mark the line of cleavage between naval warfare under the old and naval +warfare under the new conditions. From the days of the defeat of the +Spanish Armada, for two centuries and a half, the fighting at sea was +carried on in ships of substantially the same character--wooden sailing +ships, carrying many guns mounted in broadside. Howard, Drake, Blake, +Tromp, De Ruyter, Nelson, and all the other great admirals, and all the +famous single-ship fighters--whose skill reached its highest expression +in our own navy during the war of 1812--commanded craft built and armed +in a substantially similar manner, and fought with the same weapons and +under much the same conditions. + +But in the civil war weapons and methods were introduced which caused a +revolution greater even than that which divided the sailing ship from +the galley. The use of steam, the casing of ships in iron armor, and the +employment of the torpedo, the ram, and the gun of huge calibre, +produced such radically new types that the old ships of the line became +at one stroke as antiquated as the galleys of Hamilcar or Alcibiades. +All of these new engines of war were for the first time tried in actual +combat, and some of them were for the first time invented, during our +own civil war, and the first occasion on which any of the new methods +were thoroughly tested was attended by incidents which made it one of +the most striking of naval battles. + +In the Chesapeake Bay, near Hampton Roads, the United States had +collected a fleet of wooden ships; some of them old-style sailing +vessels, others steamers. The Confederates were known to be building a +great iron-clad ram, and the wooden vessels were eagerly watching for +her appearance when she should come out of Gosport Harbor. Her powers +and capacity were utterly unknown. She was made out of the former United +States steam-frigate _Merrimac_, cut down so as to make her fore and aft +decks nearly flat and not much above the water, while the guns were +mounted in a covered central battery with sloping flanks. Her sides and +deck were coated with iron, and she was armed with formidable rifle +guns, and, most important of all, with a steel ram thrust out under +water forward from her bow. She was commanded by a very gallant and +efficient officer, Captain Tattnall. + +It was March 8, 1862, when the ram at last made her appearance within +sight of the Union fleet. The day was calm and very clear, so that the +throngs of spectators on shore could see every feature of the battle. +With the great ram came three light gunboats, all of which took part in +the action, harassing the vessels which she assailed; but they were not +factors of importance in the fight. On the Union side the vessels +nearest were the sailing ships _Cumberland_ and _Congress_, and the +steam-frigate _Minnesota_. The _Congress_ and _Cumberland_ were anchored +not far from each other; the _Minnesota_ got aground, and was some +distance off. Owing to the currents and shoals and the lack of wind no +other vessel was able to get up in time to take part in the fight. + +As soon as the great ram appeared out of the harbor she turned and +steamed steadily toward the _Congress_ and the _Cumberland_, the black +smoke rising from her funnels, and the great ripples running from each +side of her iron prow as she drove steadily through the still waters. On +board of the _Congress_ and _Cumberland_ there was eager anticipation, +but not a particle of fear. The officers in command, Captain Smith and +Lieutenant Morris, were two of the most gallant men in a service where +gallantry has always been too common to need special comment. The crews +were composed of veterans, well trained, self-confident, and proud +beyond measure of the flag whose honor they upheld. The guns were run +out, and the men stood at quarters, while the officers eagerly conned +the approaching ironclad. + +The _Congress_ was the first to open fire; and as her volleys flew, the +men on the _Cumberland_ were astounded to see the cannon-shot bound oft +the sloping sides of the ram as haildrops bound from a window-pane. The +ram answered, and her rifle shells tore the sides of the _Congress_; but +for her first victim she aimed at the _Cumberland_, and, firing her bow +guns, came straight as an arrow at the little sloop of war, which lay +broadside to her. It was an absolutely hopeless struggle. The +_Cumberland_ was a sailing ship, at anchor, with wooden sides, and a +battery of light guns. Against the formidable steam ironclad, with her +heavy rifles and steel ram, she was as powerless as if she had been a +row-boat; and from the moment when the men saw the cannon-shot bound +from the ram's sloping sides they knew they were doomed. But none of +them flinched. Once and again they fired their guns full against the +approaching ram, and in response received a few shells from the great +bow rifles of the latter. Then, forging ahead, the _Merrimac_ struck her +antagonist with her steel prow, and the sloop of war reeled and +shuddered, and through the great rent in her side the black water +rushed. + +She foundered in a few minutes; but her crew fought her to the last, +cheering as they ran out the guns, and sending shot after shot against +the ram as the latter backed off after delivering the blow. The rush of +the water soon swamped the lower decks, but the men on the upper deck +continued to serve the guns, and fired them until the deck was awash, +and the vessel had not ten seconds of life left. Then, with her flags +flying, her men cheering, and her guns firing, the _Cumberland_ sank. It +was shallow where she settled down, so that her masts remained above the +water. The glorious flag for which the brave men aboard her had died +flew proudly in the wind all that day, while the fight went on, and +throughout the night; and next morning it was still streaming over the +beautiful bay, to mark the resting-place of as gallant a vessel as ever +sailed or fought on the high-seas. + +After the _Cumberland_ sank, the ram turned her attention to the +_Congress_. Finding it difficult to get at her in the shoal water, she +began to knock her to pieces with her great rifle guns. The unequal +fight between the ironclad and the wooden ship lasted for perhaps half +an hour. By that time the commander of the _Congress_ had been killed, +and her decks looked like a slaughter-house. She was utterly unable to +make any impression on her foe, and finally she took fire and blew up. +The _Minnesota_ was the third victim marked for destruction, and the +_Merrimac_ began the attack upon her at once; but it was getting very +late, and as the water was shoal and she could not get close, the ram +finally drew back to her anchorage to wait until next day before +renewing and completing her work of destruction. + +All that night there was the wildest exultation among the Confederates, +while the gloom and panic of the Union men cannot be described. It was +evident that the United States ships-of-war were as helpless as +cockle-shells against their iron-clad foe, and there was no question +that she could destroy the whole fleet with ease and with absolute +impunity. This meant not only the breaking of the blockade, but the +sweeping away at one blow of the North's naval supremacy, which was +indispensable to the success of the war for the Union. It is small +wonder that during that night the wisest and bravest should have almost +despaired of the Union. + +But in the hour of the nation's greatest need a champion suddenly +appeared, in time to play the last scene in this great drama of sea +warfare. The North, too, had been trying its hand at building ironclads. +The most successful of them was the little _Monitor_, a flat-decked, +low, turreted ironclad, armed with a couple of heavy guns. She was the +first experiment of her kind, and her absolutely flat surface, nearly +level with the water, her revolving turret, and her utter unlikeness to +any pre-existing naval type, had made her an object of mirth among most +practical seamen; but her inventor, Ericsson, never despaired of her. +Under the command of a gallant naval officer, Captain Worden, she was +sent South from New York, and though she almost foundered in a gale she +managed to weather it, and reached the scene of the battle at Hampton +Roads at the hour of the nation's sorest need. + +Early the following morning the _Merrimac_ again steamed forth to take +up the work she had so well begun, and to destroy the Union fleet. She +steered straight for the _Minnesota_; but when she was almost there, to +her astonishment a strange-looking little craft advanced from the side +of the big wooden frigate and boldly barred the _Merrimac_'s path. For a +moment the Confederates could hardly believe their eyes. The _Monitor_ +was tiny compared to their ship, for she was not one-fifth the size, and +her queer construction and odd look made them look at their new foe with +contempt; but the first shock of battle did away with this feeling. The +_Merrimac_ turned on her foe her rifle guns, intending to blow her out +of the water, but the shot glanced from the thick iron turret of the +_Monitor_. Then the _Monitor_'s guns opened fire, and as the great balls +struck the sides of the ram the plates started and her timbers gave. Had +the _Monitor_ been such a vessel as those of her type produced later in +the war the ram would have been sunk then and there; but as it was her +shot was not quite heavy enough to pierce the iron walls. Around and +around the two strange combatants hovered, their guns bellowing without +cessation, while the men on the frigates and on shore watched the result +with breathless interest. Neither the _Merrimac_ nor the _Monitor_ could +dispose of its antagonist. The ram's guns could not damage the turret, +and the _Monitor_ was able to dexterously avoid the stroke of the +formidable prow. On the other hand, the shot of the _Monitor_ could not +penetrate the _Merrimac_'s tough sides. Accordingly, fierce though the +struggle was, and much though there was that hinged on it, it was not +bloody in character. The _Merrimac_ could neither destroy nor evade the +_Monitor_. She could not sink her when she tried to, and when she +abandoned her and turned to attack one of the other wooden vessels the +little turreted ship was thrown across her path, so that the fight had +to be renewed. Both sides grew thoroughly exhausted, and finally the +battle ceased by mutual consent. Nothing more could be done. The ram was +badly damaged, and there was no help for her save to put back to the +port whence she had come. Twice afterwards she came out, but neither +time did she come near enough to the _Monitor_ to attack her, and the +latter could not move off where she would cease to protect the wooden +ships. Tactically it was a drawn battle, neither ship being able to +damage the other, and both ships being fought to a standstill; but the +moral and material effects were wholly in favor of the _Monitor_. Her +victory was hailed with exultant joy throughout the whole Union, and +exercised a correspondingly depressing effect in the Confederacy, while +every naval man throughout the world who possessed eyes to see saw that +the fight in Hampton Roads had inaugurated a new era in ocean warfare, +and that the _Monitor_ and _Merrimac_, which had waged so gallant and so +terrible a battle, were the first ships of the new era, and that as such +their names would be forever famous. + + + + +A HINT. + +BY MARGARET E. SANGSTER. + + + If only you'll think of it, dearie, + When people are vexing and rude, + And be pleasant for two, + When one's scolding at you. + You will conquer the contrary mood. + + If only you'll think of it, dearie, + When a certain troublesome elf, + With pease in his shoes, + And a look of the blues, + Comes calling upon you himself-- + + If _only_ you'll think of it, dearie, + And laugh, like the sun, in his face, + He will scamper away; + You'll be happy all day; + And _I'd_ like to be in your place. + + + + +A CHINESE ENTERPRISE. + + +We are all more or less interested nowadays in China and the Chinese. +They are a curious people, and their customs are so different from those +of other nations that to us, who are proud of being civilized, they +sometimes seem quite ridiculous. What civilized nation would provide a +regular home for beggars, for instance--not as a matter of charity, for +all civilized people do that, but purely in the line of business? Yet +the Chinese do this, if the following story told by a German newspaper +is true. According to this journal, the _Kleine Chronik_, a joint-stock +company in Peking erected some years ago a large building termed +Ki-mao-fan, or hen-feather-house. It is to be used as a night refuge for +the begging population of the Celestial city. A monster feather-bed +covers the whole floor of one of the largest rooms. Old and young, all +are admitted without distinction. Each settles down for the night as +comfortably as he can in this ocean of feathers. At first each sleeper +received a small blanket, but it was found, subsequently, that these +blankets very soon disappeared, being probably appropriated by the +servants of the establishment, so an enormous common blanket, full of +round holes through which the beggars at rest on the feathers can thrust +their heads for air, was made, large enough to cover the floor of the +whole room. In the day-time this general blanket is drawn up to the +ceiling by ropes and pulleys, and at night, when all the company are in +their places, it is let down, and then the beggars have to look sharp to +get their heads through one of the holes lest they run a good chance of +being suffocated. The same in the morning, they must be careful to draw +their heads out of the hole at the first stroke of the tomtom, when the +blanket is again lifted from the huge nest lest they be drawn up to the +ceiling and hanged. + + + + +THE FORGOTTEN GUNS. + +BY EARLE TRACY. + + +Bascom and Captain Lazare's boy Narcisse were diving near the croaker +bank. + +"Bet you I can stay under twice as long as you can," Bascom said, +as he and Narcisse balanced on the edge of a row-boat. +"One--two--three--jump!" + +There was a sharp smack as both boys hit the water at the same instant, +and then the ripples gurgled over them. The black head of Narcisse came +up again very soon, and he puffed and blew. He was a big, thick-set, +older boy than Bascom, but short-winded and inclined toward laziness. He +had time to turn on his back and catch his breath at leisure before +Bascom reappeared. "I was studyin' me 'bout goin' down aftah you," he +drawled. + +But Bascom did not answer until he had rested a minute with one hand on +the gunwale of the boat. He was very white. "I--beat--you," he panted at +last. "I--tole you--I would." His breath was coming back to him in big +draughts that he could scarcely swallow. + +"Yo' can beat me a-pullin' right now if yo' want to," Narcisse offered +as they climbed into the boat. + +Bascom was glad enough to take the oars. He was breathing again, and he +would rather do anything than keep still. He wanted to shout and clap +his hands and jump, but he did not wish to excite the curiosity of +Narcisse. The hot afternoon sun poured generously over them and dried +their bathing-suits into every-day clothes. + +A sound of hammering came from one of the schooners at anchor near the +landing. "I hear Captain Tony," Bascom said. "I reckon I'll get out +here." + +"I didn't guess yo'd pass by de little _Mystery_," Narcisse answered, +with a good-natured grin. All Potosi was used to Bascom's devotion to +the boat which he and Captain Tony had won by bringing it safely through +the great Gulf storm the year before. Narcisse was no sooner out of +sight, however, than Bascom forgot even the _Mystery_ in the excitement +it had been so hard to suppress. + +"Cap'n Tony," he cried, fairly stammering with eagerness--"Cap'n Tony-- +I--I--found a buried cannon on the croaker bank!" + +"W-w'at?" said Captain Tony, wondering. + +"It's all crusted up with barnacles, but I know it's a cannon," Bascom +insisted. "I felt all round it, and inside of it too." + +Captain Tony lifted his cap a little and then drew it down over his eyes +again incredulously. "I guess it can't be true," he said at last. "I +have never hear me 'bout any cannon sunk in de bay, an' I know all de +story of ole time." + +Bascom was prancing up and down in a perfect fever of impatience. "It +must have been ever so long ago, the pirates or the Spaniards," he said. +"An' if there's a cannon there must ha' been a ship sunk there, an' if +there was a ship there must be a treasure, an' we're not a-goin' to say +nothin' to nobody, but we're a-goin' to fish it all up!" + +Captain Tony put a hand on Bascom's shoulder to keep him from squirming. +"Yo' boy," he said, with the warm-hearted indulgence he always felt for +the young waif who had become his business partner, "I doan t'ink me dat +if dere is a cannon dere it will run off--not dis evenin'; an' faw de +treasure, it was without doubt mo' easy to remove. Mos' likely it run +away good w'ile ago." + +"Well, I'm goin' to look an' be sure," Bascom said. "We must get the +cannon, anyways, and have her on the _Mystery_." + +The Captain chuckled. "Us'es'll raise sail," he said, "an' jus' run out +befo' de breeze dies down." They might more easily have rowed, but Tony +and Bascom seldom went anywhere without the _Mystery_, except on land. + +When Narcisse was rowing leisurely toward his father's point on the back +bay, he saw the little _Mystery_ put out from shore and presently cast +anchor at the croaker bank, and he put two and two together clumsily. + +"Might 'a' known Bascom wouldn' drown hisse'f like dat faw fun," he +meditated. "He has suah foun' somet'ing." He rested on his oars and +pondered quite a while. "If Bascom has foun' somet'ing, I doan' see why +I didn' fin' it too. Maybe I did. My han' touched bottom, an' I +recollec' I felt somet'ing me. Bascom think he sma't not to have tell, +but I did not tell either, me;" and suddenly Narcisse set to rowing. + +After Bascom dropped anchor on the croaker bank, Captain Tony poised +himself and dived. Bascom waited for his reappearance, with hands +clinched. Tony did not stay under as long as the boy had, but he was +almost as excited as soon as he came up. + +"I didn' fin' 'em at de firs'," he panted, "but dere are two at de +leas'. I put my han' on dem. It mus' have been a great ship, but, I do +not know 'boud her. It mus' be ver', ver' ole, de mos' ole of all." + +"How can we get 'em up?" gasped Bascom. + +"Ah," said the Captain, "dat will be de troub'. It will take a win'lass +an' grapplin'-irons an' mo' men. It will be de question if it pay." + +"Couldn't us'es do it by ourselves?" Bascom pleaded. His whole little +self-dependent life had strengthened his tendency to look out for +himself. The more there were to work for the treasure the more there +would be to share it. + +"No," said the Captain. "Tek a pile of men to raise dose cannon." + +"Then," put in Bascom, eagerly--"then le's ask Captain Lazare an' +Narcisse to help. Me an' Narcisse was here together when I found 'em." + +The Captain knit his brows and looked up the bay. "I guess dat a good +idea," he said. "Lazare prett' sharp, but dey won't be much chance faw +anyt'ing but straight wo'k. I see dey's a-raisin' sail on de +_Alphonsine_." + +"I'll row across an' speak to him when he passes," said Bascom. + +But there was no need; Lazare's schooner headed toward them from the +first. As it came slowly about and anchored close to theirs Captain Tony +gave Bascom a swift, inquiring glance, but Bascom shook his head. Then +he shouted cheerfully, + +"Ho there!" + +"It strange dat yo' are jus' wheah we come," Lazare said. "Did Bascom +fin' it too?" + +"Find what?" said Bascom, on his guard. + +"At de bottom, w'en yo' was divin'," continued Lazare, coolly. "Narcisse +he fin' somesing, an' I t'ought me I bettah jus' to come an' see w'at to +do 'boud it." + +"Narcisse didn't find nothin'," Bascom exclaimed, hotly. "He didn't stay +under a second. If he thinks he found anythin', what color was it, an' +how did it feel? Was it dead? An' where did it come from?" + +"I didn' want to drown myse'f like yo'," Narcisse answered. "I was faw +gettin' home and tellin'." + +"No you wa'n't," cried Bascom, fuming. "You know you wa'n't a-studyin' +about nothin'. You didn't look like you'd ever seed anythin' in your +life." + +"De way is," said Lazare, "dat de one was jus' as big a fool as de +odder. Dey both come 'long pertendin', instead of talkin' it ovah like +men an' agreein' to share it. Have yo' been down yet, Tony, to see w'at +yo' t'ink?" + +"Yes," said Tony; "I been down. Us'es was sayin', Bascom an' me, dat +maybe yo'-all like to go in wid us raisin' dose cannon." Bascom pulled +his sleeve, but he went right on. "Dere may be a little money in sellin' +'em faw a show, an' den Bascom he say he want one on de _Mystery_." + +Bascom looked relieved, and Narcisse disgusted, but there was nothing to +gather from Captain Lazare's face. + +"Dat was w'at I t'ought," he said. "Dere ain't nosing goin' on, an' +anysing we can make is dat much ahead." + +It was in this spirit that work was begun the next day. Not a word was +said about the possibility of treasure, yet everyone knew that they were +treasure-hunting. In these haunts of the old pirates children were +brought up on legends of buried gold. But Bascom became perfectly +absorbed in the guns. They could not be accounted for. No one in all the +country remembered seeing or hearing of the wreck of a war-vessel in the +bay. Nothing like that had happened during the war; the bay was too +shallow for any modern ships. Its shoals were what had made it so +attractive to the pirates, but the fate of all the pirate boats was +known, and none had ever been lost there, nor had they ever sunk a +victim inside the islands. Everything pointed to the old discoverers, +the Spaniards and the Frenchmen. Bascom, who had taken small interest in +the history of that or any other region, began to cram his mind eagerly +with everything in the shape of legend or record or theory until the +early days of the coast were at his fingers' ends. + +The bay was thick with boats to watch the raising of the first gun. It +had taken a long time to get the grappling-irons fastened. There was not +a suit of diving armor to be had, and the men were obliged to go down +again and again before they could pry the gun far enough out of its hard +bed of shells to be grasped. When at last they felt it yielding to the +windlass there was a big cheer, and then a breathless pause. The gun +came on deck coated with shells and almost choked with barnacles and +rust. Bascom flung himself atop of it and began to scrape. The others +crowded over him. But there were no distinguishing marks. What he could +disclose of the gun's surface showed it to be of some alloy similar to +bronze. It was simply formed, and though not like any modern gun, +neither Bascom with his new knowledge, nor anyone else who saw it, could +find anything by which to guess its age. Of all the queer things that +from time to time had made their appearance in Pontomoc Bay it was the +most mysterious. + +"You should sell it to some big museum," said a New Orleans man who had +come aboard from his row-boat. + +"They'll have to pay us'es our price before they gets it," Bascom said; +"things don't come so cheap that have been laid by and saved so keerful +for hundreds and hundreds of years." + +"They are mo' of them down there," began Captain Lazare, whose gray hair +was wet and clinging to his hard old head from diving to superintend. +"Le's not be a-wastin' time, boys." + +"I would bring up everything there is in the way of wreckage," added the +gentleman; "it may help to identify the guns." + +But nothing that was ever said or found threw any light. The fragments +of worm-eaten timber which they brought up seemed to have been rudely +hewn, and riveted with wooden pegs for bolts. It was old, old, old--and +there the story ended. + +On the day that they were raising the sixth gun, the last they ever +found, Bascom and Narcisse went down as usual. Bascom had been under +longer, and was just about to rise when the hook under the lifted end of +the cannon was repelled by something hard. He dug down, and his hand +felt what was unmistakably the corner of a chest. Narcisse caught sight +of the motion and put his hand in too, then he sprang up, pushing Bascom +down with his foot while he rose. + +"I foun' a chest!" he gasped, coming up. "I foun' the treasure!" + +"Wheah? How big?" cried Lazare, and they crowded round the boy. But some +one noticed the blank water and raised another cry, + +"Where's Bascom?" + +Captain Tony drew one deep breath, thrust his hands above his head, and +sprang into the water. Narcisse stood still a moment, big eyes big with +horror, then he followed overboard. + +[Illustration: THE CAPTAIN REAPPEARED AND LIFTED BASCOM'S HEAD ABOVE +WATER.] + +It seemed a breathless age before the Captain reappeared and lifted +Bascom's limp head above water. A dozen hands pulled them on deck and +fell to work on Bascom. + +"He'll come out," prayed the Captain through his teeth; "he got to come +out. My boy--Bascom--" + +Narcisse climbed up the schooner's side, but no one noticed him, and he +hung in torture outside the group surrounding Bascom. + +"He'd run his arm under de end of de cannon and de grapplin'-hook," +Captain Tony was saying, "an' dey had settle back onto him, an' he had +not the strength lef' to pull out. I doan' understan' how it could have +settle on him like dat; but he will come out. He got to come out." + +Narcisse, hearing all this, sneaked away into the cabin. He had had no +wish to hurt Bascom even when he pushed him down; it was just the +temptation to be ahead for once. + +At last there was a step down the ladder. Captain Tony came and sank +onto the bench opposite. He did not see Narcisse; he was talking to +himself, and his voice trembled. "My little pa'dnah," he said; "he was +so wil' 'boud dat treasure--an' proud 'boud dem ole cannon. T'ink of dat +little chap weatherin' de big sto'm wid me. He was the stuff--" + +Narcisse reached over and clutched timidly at the Captain's leg. "Ain't +dere--no chance--lef'?" he begged. + +Tony started, and gazed at the boy and tried to speak, but his voice +broke into a sob. He reached over and patted Narcisse. "He--he comin' +out," he said. "He be all right. I couldn' get long widout him." + +Narcisse shrank back again, the better part of him ashamed to receive +Tony's kindness. A moment later he crept past and went on deck. A few of +the men still hovered around Bascom, who lay on the deck, very white, +very sick, very washed-looking, but open-eyed and breathing. Most of +them, however, were busy again, at the windlass, and were just hauling +up the last gun. It had to be lifted before the treasure could be gotten +out, but no time was given to it after it was landed on the deck. Only +Bascom, who, in spite of his weakness, wanted to be where he could watch +the raising of the treasure, was brought and pillowed on it, an old +tarpaulin being folded over to keep him from feeling the shells. + +The chest had been so deeply bedded under the gun that it was the +hardest of all to raise; but at last it began to come, and Bascom +struggled up from his gun to watch it swing, dripping, to the deck. It +was wooden, oblong in shape, and very heavy; the edges were worn off and +crumbling. + +"If it hadn' been covered so deep it wouldn' have keep so well as it +has," said Captain Lazare, waving the other men back, but trying not to +look eager or excited. + +Captain Tony bent over it with him. "I doan' see the fastenin'," he +said. "I guess we cut into him. It will be ver' easy at dis end." And he +began chipping where the wood was most decayed. + +It was the only thing to do, and yet, as the men stood with gaping +mouths waiting for the lid to yield, Bascom felt a new ache at his heart +to see the uncouth relic damaged. A great chunk of it gave way, and +every one bent forward. Still there was nothing to be seen but wood. +Lazare caught the axe from Tony's hand and gave the thing a mighty blow +that sent a dull rent through it. He pried it apart with the blade and +laid it open. He had split in two a block of solid wood. + +"It--it was one of the old gun-carriages!" cried Bascom, and sank back +upon his austere pillow. + +Captain Tony lifted his cap a little, and then pulled it down over his +eyes again. Stooping, he measured the two sections of wood. Then, +turning to Lazare, he asked, "Is it a fair divide?" + +Lazare covered his feelings with a comical shrug, but Narcisse and both +the crews looked whipped with disappointment, and eyed the innocent old +block resentfully. Bascom motioned to have it brought alongside his gun. + +"I don't see," he said, afterward, "what better an old party like that +could have done, comin' from so far, than to bring his comforts with him +instead of presents for folks he didn't know." + +Bascom never told what Narcisse had done to him under water, and the gun +that had had a share in it was used to keeping its own counsel. It and +its comrades were left in his care, and when he saw that they would be +awkward ballast on the _Mystery_, they were piled together on Tony's +beach to wait a purchaser. The faith which Bascom had had in them staid +with him, although public interest in them died out, and they were +forgotten again. But Bascom was always working with them, and polishing +them, and talking to them when he had the time. + +"It's queer how you all staid there so quiet, and waited hundreds an' +hundreds an' hundreds of years--just for me," he said to them. "I wisht +I could only find out where you come from, and what you're calculatin' +for me to do. You didn't come for nothin', I make sure of that." + +But the guns with all their sleeping possibilities of voice lay still. + + + + +MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE. + +BY AGNES LITTLETON. + + +Part III. + +[Illustration: Decorative T] + +he next morning at ten o'clock two frightened and trembling maidens +presented themselves at the door of Miss Briggs's house on Madison +Avenue. It was all out of order, to be sure, for them to be calling at +such an hour, for it was the time appointed for their lessons, and +yesterday had been a holiday also on account of the fair; but Miss +Briggs's word was to a certain extent law in the family, and governesses +and masters were asked to defer their coming. + +The mothers of Millicent and Peggy had little idea as to why their +cousin wished to see them, for neither girl dared to confess her +atrocious deed. In fact, Millicent herself did not know of Peggy's poem. +Peggy was putting off the evil moment as long as possible, when she +should be forced to give an account of what she had done. + +She was really very much ashamed of herself. She had lain awake half the +night thinking of what a rude, unladylike, childish trick she had been +guilty. + +"From first to last it has been silly," she groaned. "It was perfectly +hateful of me to make Milly send her poetry and turn her into a +laughing-stock, even though no one knows it was she who wrote them, and +it was ridiculous for me to put that one in about Cousin Appolina. And +it isn't very funny, either. I might have made a better one while I was +about it. Oh dear! oh dear! I wish I hadn't been born a joker! I'll +never get to England now, not for years and years, for papa declares he +won't take me himself until I have finished school. And when he hears +about this, for, of course, Cousin Appolina will tell the whole family, +what _will_ he say! Oh, oh! Unfortunate wretch that I am!" + +Thus Peggy. Millicent, in the mean time, across the street, was in a no +less unhappy frame of mind. + +"What can it be?" said she to herself. "Cousin Appolina could not have +found out then about the slippers, for she seemed to be in a very +pleasant mood when she came to the poetry-table. What in the world made +her buy all the poems? She must have come upon one that she liked, or +one that she didn't like, that made her buy them all. Probably that she +didn't like, but which one, I wonder?" + +But as I have said, they rang Miss Briggs's door-bell, punctual to the +moment. James, the melancholy footman, seemed even more solemn than +usual as he ushered them up the stairs to the door of Miss Briggs's +library. + +"Miss Reid and Miss Margaret Reid," he announced, in a sepulchral voice, +and withdrew, leaving them to their fate. + +Miss Briggs sat at her desk writing. She gave the girls a cold +good-morning, and motioned them to be seated. She continued to write, +and her quill pen travelled briskly across the page, scratching loudly. +Millicent's heart sank. The slippers were placed in reproachful +prominence upon the top of the desk. The poems were not to be seen. + +After some minutes' silence, broken only by a deep-drawn sigh from +Milly, a warning cough from Peggy, and the scratching of the quill, Miss +Briggs turned in her chair and faced them. She removed the spectacles +which she had worn when writing, and raised her lorgnette. The girls +thought that no stern judge in the days of witchcraft could have +appeared more formidable. She scrutinized them piercingly, coldly, +judicially. Then she spoke. + +"I have asked you to come to me, young ladies, that some small matters +may be cleared up. Who wrote that poetry?" It was not the slippers +entirely, then. It was "To a Pearl in an Oyster-shell"; and Peggy would +go to England. Millicent's eyes were on the ground, the color came and +went in her cheeks, her head drooped. + +"I did," she faltered. + +"Just as I thought. No one but you, you silly scrap of sentiment, would +be guilty of writing such trash. It is now consigned to its proper +destination;" and she pointed to a large scrap-basket which the girls +had not before noticed, and which was filled to overflowing with the +ill-fated booklets. "I have looked through them all, and find nothing +but harmless trash, with one exception. As you may suppose, it is this +one;" and from under some papers on her desk she drew another. + +"I suppose it is the sonnet to 'A Pearl in an Oyster-shell,'" gasped +Millicent. "I am sorry, Cousin Appolina, that it went in. I--" + +"Pearl in an oyster-shell? Nonsense! What do I care about pearls in +oyster-shells? Do not try any of those evasions with me; they are of no +use. I am shocked, pained, astonished that one of my own kith and kin, +the daughter of my cousin Van Aspinwall Reid, should have been guilty of +such--such--well, words fail me!--such gross impertinence!" + +Millicent forgot her misery, and stared at Miss Briggs in astonishment. +"I don't know what you mean, Cousin Appolina, unless it is the +slippers." + +"Slippers! Yes, you may well allude to the slippers, but the next time +you send my gifts to be sold pray be more careful. I drew one of them on +my foot this morning and felt the crunch of paper in the toe. I examined +the paper, and found it to be this." + +Miss Appolina rose and held a small white card toward Millicent. This is +what was written upon it: + + "For Millicent, with love and good wishes for a Merry Christmas + and Happy New Year, from her cousin, Appolina Briggs." + +"I notice that the check which I sent with the slippers was carefully +removed. _That_ did not go to the fair," added Miss Briggs, grimly, as +she again seated herself. + +Millicent burst into tears. All this time Peggy's mind was busy. A +terrible temptation stared her in the face. No one seemed to suspect her +of having written the lines about her cousin; if she did not confess it, +who would know it? + +After all, it would do no further harm to Millicent's prospects if +Cousin Appolina continued to think that she wrote them, for she would +not be chosen to go to England now under any circumstances on account of +the slippers. + +Should Peggy remain quiet and let it pass? Not a creature but herself +knew what she had done, and it would be easy enough to continue to hide +it. + +"Cousin Appolina," said Millicent, finding her voice at last, "I am so +sorry! You see, I hadn't worn the slippers, for the ones you gave me +before are still as good as new, and I had nothing to send to the fair, +for I don't do any fancy-work, and I thought--perhaps--you wouldn't +mind. I didn't notice the paper." + +"Evidently not; but what if the shoes had fallen into other hands than +mine? What if-- But all this amounts to nothing compared with your +positive outrageousness in writing those lines about me and sending them +to be sold." + +"Cousin Appolina, what do you mean?" cried Millicent. "I didn't mean +you." + +"Mean me?" repeated Miss Briggs, in wrath. "To whom, then, were you +referring? Is there _another_ Miss Appolina B.?" + +"I can't imagine what you are talking about, honestly, Cousin Appolina, +but I really did not mean that you were the pearl in the oyster-shell. I +wrote it about some one else." + +"Pearl in the oyster-shell! Do not dare to mention that pearl or that +oyster-shell again. I am tired of hearing of them both. And do not +pretend that you do not understand me, Millicent. You are not so stupid +as all that, though I must say you were extraordinarily dull of +comprehension when you sent those verses to the fair, and it was +astonishingly like you to do it, too. No, this is what I am referring +to. Now, what have you to say for yourself?" + +She thrust the unlucky booklet at her cousin, and began to walk the +floor. + +Millicent read the verses: + + "Who is a dame of high degree? + Who's always scolded little me? + Who is a sight strange for to see? + Miss Appolina B. + + "Who cannot with her friends agree? + Who loves to feed on cakes and tea? + Who prides herself on her pedigree? + Miss Appolina B. + + "Who'll soon set sail across the sea? + Who will not take her cousins three? + Who is an ancient, awful she? + Miss Appolina B." + +"Who else would have written that about the 'cousins three'" thundered +Miss Briggs, as she walked. "And, besides, you have already confessed +that you are the author of the rhymes. What more is needed? As for my +pedigree, is there a better one in all New York? I may be ancient and I +may be awful, but at least I am aristocratic. Cakes and tea forsooth! +You have had the last cakes and tea you will ever have in my house. +Margaret"--suddenly stopping in front of Peggy--"Margaret, I have +decided that you shall be the one to go abroad with me. I have made up +my mind to that, now that Millicent has confessed that she wrote the +poetry. Yesterday I was in doubt as to which one of you had written it, +so I requested you both to come to me, but in the mean time I have read +the other poems, and even before Millicent acknowledged it, I knew that +they had emanated from no pen but hers! No one else could have been +capable of such trash. We will sail, Margaret, on the 1st of June." + +Still, Peggy held her peace. She would wait and see what Millicent said. +Millicent, too, was silent. At first her astonishment upon reading the +verses deprived her of the power of speech. Who in the world could have +written them, and how did they get among her poems at the fair? She felt +stupefied; but slowly a glimmering of the truth dawned upon her. + +She knew that the author of the lines was either her sister or her +cousin. + +It did not seem like Joan to do it, and yet it was not possible that it +could have been Peggy or she would boldly confess it now. It must be +Joanna. Whichever it was, Millicent would not speak. The innocent had +suffered for the guilty before this. There was no chance whatever of her +being chosen for England on account of the slippers, therefore she would +not spoil the prospects of the others. She could suffer for two offences +as easily as for one. + +She rose, placed the verses upon Miss Briggs's desk, and stood before +her relative. + +"I am very sorry," she said; "I did not know those verses were there. +I--I--apologize with all my heart. May I go now?" + +"Yes, you may go, and do not come to the house again until you at least +appear to be more ashamed of your conduct. You are absolutely +unrepentant, I see. Go! Margaret, my dear, I should be glad to have you +stay and talk over our trip." + +Millicent left the house feeling as if she were walking in a dream. What +could it all mean? Of course it was Joan. What a strange thing for the +child to do! And how cleverly she had hidden it! + +When she was told of the transaction at the fair, of how Cousin Appolina +had bought all the poems, she had only laughed and thought it a good +joke, and was glad that Millicent's poetry was appreciated. And she went +off to school that morning as light-heartedly as possible. Her last +words had been: + +"I hope you will get through all right with Cousin Appolina, Milly +darling, and I _hope_ she hasn't found out about the slippers, and that +you will be the one to go to England." + +And yet it must have been Joan, for Peggy would certainly have confessed +had it been she. + +Millicent walked slowly homeward. The French teacher was awaiting her, +and her singing master was to come directly afterward, but her lessons +did not receive very close attention that day. + +In the mean time Peggy was left with her cousin. + +"I am astonished at Millicent," said Miss Briggs, as the door closed. "I +always suspected that she was silly, but I never supposed she could be +impertinent. I shall not mention it in the family, Margaret, and I shall +be obliged to you if you will not either. I would not for the world have +either her father or yours know what--what she has said about me." + +Still, Peggy was strangely silent. She was glad that it was not to be +told. She had less compunction about not confessing if the family were +not to know it. Now they would merely think it a whim of Cousin +Appolina's that she was the one chosen for the voyage. + +She did not enter with great heartiness into the plans for the summer, +and Miss Briggs soon dismissed her. + +"But come in again at five o'clock and have some 'cakes and tea,'" she +said, with great meaning. "My poor cakes and tea! Oh, it was outrageous! +I shall never pardon Millicent." + +So Peggy went home, or rather to her uncle's house, for the girls shared +the school-room there. After lessons were over, and they were left alone +together, Peggy broke the silence. + +"Did you write those lines to Cousin Appolina, Mill?" + +"No; of course not, Peggy. It must have been Joan." + +"Do you really think so?" + +"Yes; and I feel dreadfully about it. Not so much because I will lose +the trip, but because she has been so deceitful. I can't understand it. +To think, too, of your being the one to go, after all." + +"But why didn't you tell Cousin Appolina that you didn't write it?" + +"It wasn't worth while. I knew it must have been either you or Joan, and +I thought if you did it you would say so. If Joan did it--well, Peggy, I +didn't want to. I feel dreadfully about Joan's having done it. I shall +talk to the child, and-- But I can't bear to think she did it, and I +would rather have Cousin Appolina think it was I than little Joan." + +"You are very generous," said Peggy. + +"No, I am not. I shouldn't be the one to go, anyhow. Of course the whole +thing is terribly dishonorable, but I must save Joan." + +Peggy said nothing for a long time. Then she asked, "What time does Joan +get home to-day?" + +"Not until late, for she is going to lunch with one of the girls, and +then to the Dog Show with her." + +"Well, I must go home. I'll see you again before the day is over." And +Peggy departed to her own house. "What a good girl Millicent is," she +thought. "I have laughed at her and made endless fun of her for her +poetry-making, I have thought she was stupid over her lessons, and not +half as bright or as much to be admired as myself, and here she is ten +times more generous, ten times more honorable, ten times better than I +am in every way. I am a wretch, a conceited, deceitful, mean, stuck-up, +and everything else that is horrible wretch. But I don't want to give up +and tell Cousin Appolina that I did it." + +At twenty minutes of five that afternoon Peggy again appeared in +Millicent's room. An odor of smoke filled the air, and Milly seemed to +be wrestling with the tongs and some burning paper at the fireplace. + +"What are you doing?" asked Peggy, much surprised. "Building a fire this +warm day?" + +"I--I--am burning my--my poetry," replied Millicent, struggling with her +tears as well as with the tones. "I am never going to write another +line. Every one laughed so that I don't believe there is much real +poetry in it, and I am never, never going to write again. What a horrid +smell that m-morocco c-cover makes!" + +Peggy would have laughed had she been in a happier frame of mind. As it +was, she said, solemnly: "Open the window and leave the room to air off, +Mill. I want you to come out with me. I am going to Cousin Appolina's." + +"But I can't go there, Peggy. You know she told me not to come again." + +"You must, Milly. You really must. I will be responsible for it. I can't +go alone. You _must_ go with me." + +Finally Millicent put on her hat, and for the second time that day the +two set forth for their cousin's house. + +Miss Briggs was in her drawing-room. The tea tray had just been placed +before her, the celebrated cakes reposed in the old silver cake basket +conveniently at hand, the man had left the room, when again the Misses +Reid were announced. + +Miss Briggs looked up and raised her lorgnette. + +"You have made a mistake," she said. "I am not at home to Millicent." + +"Yes, you are, Cousin Appolina!" cried Peggy, rushing forward and +causing a bronze Hermes to totter as she brushed past it--"yes, you are +more at home to Milly than you are to me. For she didn't write them, +Cousin Appolina. She didn't write the lines about you. I have brought +her with me to hear me confess. She is as innocent as--as that piece of +statuary. I wrote the verses. _I_ did!" + +For a moment there was an alarming silence, but Peggy, having once begun +her confession, courageously continued. + +"I did it to frighten Milly. I put it in the box, but 'way underneath, +for her to see when the poems came home. I thought it would be such fun +to watch her when she read it, and found it had been to the fair with +the others. Of course it was just my luck to have you find it, but, it +was a silly, foolish thing to do, just as it was perfectly horrid of me +to make Milly send her own verses to the fair. That was my fault, too. I +urged her to do it just to get some fun out of it, and I didn't get a +bit. + +"Then this morning, when you thought Milly had written them all, and she +didn't say anything, I thought I would let it pass, for I wanted +dreadfully to go to England, and I knew that her chances were over on +account of the slippers. Well, I was firm about it for an hour or so, +and then I found how generous Milly was to say nothing, and she thought +Joan had done it, and was going to scold her, and-- Oh, well, I don't +think it pays to deceive! I never was so unhappy in my life as I have +been to-day. Milly, you dear old soul, say you forgive me!" + +During this long speech Millicent had time to think the matter over. Her +chief feeling was one of thankfulness that it was not Joanna who had +done this thing. And Millicent had a sweet nature and never harbored +anger very long. + +Of course it was a dreadful thing for Peggy to have done, but her cousin +knew how dearly she loved a joke, and though it had been wrong for her +to deceive Miss Briggs and herself this morning, she had not kept it up +long, and it was easy to see that she was sorry enough for it now. + +So when Peggy asked her to forgive her, Millicent's answer was a warm +kiss. + +"And have I nothing to forgive?" + +It was Miss Briggs who put the question. + +"Yes, of course you have, Cousin Appolina! I am terribly sorry that I +ever did such a thing. It was rude, impertinent, everything that was +bad. I hope you will forgive me. Of course it is all true, but I needn't +have said it." + +"True?" + +"Why, yes. You know you are a dame of high degree, and you have always +scolded me, and in your winter bonnet and big fur cape you +were--er--well, a sight rather strange for to see. And it is perfectly +true you are soon going to set sail across the sea and you won't take us +all three, and sometimes, you know, Cousin Appolina, you don't agree +very well, especially with me. And you do love cakes and tea, but so do +I, so that isn't anything. And you say yourself you pride yourself on +your pedigree." + +"And no one has a better right. But there is one line that you have left +out. You called me an _ancient, awful she_!" + +Peggy paused. + +"I know," she said, slowly, "that was dreadful, but--but it is partly +true. I suppose you can't truthfully call yourself very young, Cousin +Appolina, and sometimes you can be very awful." + +Another pause. + +"You may both go home," said Miss Briggs. + +And they went. + +[Illustration: MISS APPOLINA'S CHOICE] + +On the 1st of June Miss Appolina Briggs sailed for England, accompanied +by her maid and by her young cousin, Joanna Reid. And Millicent and +Peggy stood on the wharf and waved them a sad farewell. + +THE END. + + + + +SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES. + +BY KIRK MUNROE. + + +CHAPTER XXI. + +A YUKON MINING CAMP. + +The supper provided by the hospitable miners was a good one, and +heartily did our travellers enjoy it; but while they are appeasing the +extraordinary appetites that they acquired somewhere in the Alaskan +wilderness, let us take a look at this most northern of American mining +camps. + +To begin with, although it is at the junction of Forty Mile Creek and +the Yukon River, it is not in Alaska, but about twenty miles east of the +boundary in Northwest Territory, which is one of the sub-divisions of +Canada. The most recent name of this camp is "Mitchell," but all old +Yukon miners know it as Camp Forty Mile. At the time of Phil Ryder's +visit it contained nearly two hundred log cabins, two stores, including +the one that he established in the name of his friend, Gerald Hamer, two +saloons, both of which were closed for the season, and a small cigar +factory. Although the winter population was only about three hundred, in +summer-time it is much larger, as many of the miners come out in the +fall and return before the 15th of June, at which date, according to +Yukon mining law, every man owning a claim must be on the ground or it +may be "jumped." + +Forty Mile is what is known as a placer camp, which means that its gold +is found in minute particles or "dust" in soft earth, from which it can +be washed in sluices or rockers. Into one of these a stream of water is +turned that sweeps away all the dirt and gravel, allowing the heavier +gold to sink to the bottom, where it is caught and held by cross-bars or +"riffles." + +Although gold has been discovered at many points along the Yukon and its +branches, the deposit at Forty Mile is the richest yet worked, and has +paid as high as $300 to a man for a single day's labor; $12,000 worth of +gold was cleared by one miner in a three months' season, and a $500 +nugget has been found; but most of the miners are content if they can +make "ounce wages," or sixteen dollars per day, while the average for +the camp is not over $8 per day during the short season of that arctic +region. + +Sluices can only be worked during three or four months of summer-time; +then come the terrible eight or nine months of winter when the mercury +thinks nothing of dropping to 60 deg. or 70 deg. below zero, and the whole +world seems made of ice. Strange as it may appear, the summer weather of +this region is very hot, 85 deg. in the shade, and 112 deg. in the sun +being frequently reached by the mercury. During the summer months, too, +the entire Yukon Valley is as terribly infested with mosquitoes as is any +mangrove swamp of the tropics. Thus the hardy miner who penetrates it in +his search for gold is made to suffer from one cause or another during +every month of the year. + +In spite of the summer heat the ground never thaws to a depth of more +than five or six feet, below which it is solidly frozen beyond any point +yet reached by digging. Under the dense covering of moss, six to +eighteen inches thick, by which the greater part of Alaska is +overspread, it does not thaw more than a few inches. Consequently the +most important item of a Yukon miner's winter work is the stripping of +this moss from his claim in order that next summer's sun may have a +chance to thaw it to working depth. + +There were no women nor children at Forty Mile, and there were few +amusements, but there was plenty of hard work in both summer when the +sun hardly sets at all, and in the winter when he barely shows his face +above the southern horizon. Besides the laborious task of +moss-stripping, the miner must saw out by hand all lumber for sluices +and rockers. He must build his own cabin and fashion its rude furniture, +besides doing all of his own house-work and cooking. He also expects to +do a certain amount of hunting and trapping during the winter months, so +that his time, unless he be very lazy, is fully occupied. But lazy men +are not apt to reach Forty Mile, for the journey from Juneau, in +southern Alaska, which is the largest city in the Territory, as well as +the nearest outfitting point for the diggings, is so filled with peril +and the roughest kind of hard work as to deter any but men of the most +determined energy. + +At Juneau, Yukon travellers provide themselves with an outfit of +snow-shoes, sledges, tents, fur clothing, provisions, and whatever else +seems to them necessary. Starting in the early spring they proceed by +boat to the Chilkat country, seventy miles distant, and to the head of +Chilkoot Inlet. From there they set forth on a terrible mountain climb +over snow many feet in depth, where they are in constant danger from +avalanches, and cross the coast range by a pass that rises 3000 feet +above timber line. On the opposite side they strike the head-waters of +the Yukon, which they follow through a series of six lakes, sledging +over their still ice-bound waters, and rafting down their connecting +links, in which are seething rapids, dark gorges, and roaring canyons, +around which all goods must be carried on men's backs. After some 200 +miles of these difficulties have been passed, trees must be felled, +lumber sawed, cut, and boats constructed for the remaining 500 miles of +the weary journey. + +As it would not pay to transport freight by this route, all provisions +and other supplies for the diggings are shipped from San Francisco by +sea to St. Michaels, where they are transferred to small river steamers +like the _Chimo_, and so after being many months on the way, finally +reach their destination. By this time their value has become so enhanced +or "enchanted," as the miners say, that Phil Ryder found flour selling +for $30 per barrel, bacon at 35 cents per pound, beans at 25 cents per +pound, canned fruit at 60 cents per pound, coarse flannel shirts at $8 +each, rubber boots at $18 per pair, and all other goods at proportionate +rates. Even sledge dogs such as he had purchased at Anvik for $5 or $6 +each were here valued at $25 apiece. + +In view of these facts it is no wonder that the news of another steamer +on the river bringing a saw-mill to supply them with lumber, machinery +with which to work the frozen but gold-laden earth of their claims, and +a large stock of goods to be sold at about one-half the prevailing +prices, created a very pleasant excitement among the miners of that +wide-awake camp. + +On the day following his arrival, and after a careful survey of the +situation, Phil rented the largest building in the place, paying one +month's rent in advance, and giving its owner an order on Gerald Hamer +for the balance until the time of the _Chimo_'s arrival. This building +had been used as a saloon, and was conveniently located close by the +steamboat landing facing the river. Into it the sledge party moved all +their belongings, including the seventeen wolf-skins, which now formed +rugs for their floor as well as coverings for several split-log benches. +Serge and the two Indians at once started up the river with the sledges +for a supply of firewood, which was a precious article in Forty Mile at +that time, leaving Phil and Jalap Coombs to clean the new quarters and +render them habitable; while the latter, with a sailor's neat deftness, +attended to this work, Phil busied himself with a pot of black paint and +a long breadth of cotton cloth. At this he labored with such diligence +that in an hour's time a huge sign appeared above the entrance to the +building and stretched across its entire front. On it, in letters so +large that they could be plainly read from the river, was painted the +legend, "Yukon Trading Company, Gerald Hamer, Agent." + +This promise of increased business facilities was greeted by a round of +hearty cheers from a group of miners who had assembled to witness the +raising of the new sign, and when Jalap Coombs finished tacking up his +end one of these stepped up to him with a keen scrutiny. Finally he +said. "Stranger, may I be so bold as to ask who was the best friend you +ever had?" + +"Sartain you may," replied the sailorman, "seeing as I'm allers proud to +mention the name of old Kite Roberson, and likewise claim him for a +friend." + +[Illustration: "WHY, MATEY, DON'T YOU REMEMBER THE OLD BRIG 'BETSY?"] + +"I thought so!" cried the delighted miner, thrusting out a great hairy +paw. "I thought I couldn't be mistook in that figger-head, and I knowed +if you was the same old Jalap I took ye to be that Kite Roberson +wouldn't be fur off. Why, matey, don't you remember the old brig +_Betsy_? Have you clean forgot Skiff Bettens?" + +"Him that went into the hold and found the fire and put it out, and was +drug up so nigh dead from smoke that he didn't breathe nateral agin fur +a week? Not much I hain't forgot him, and I'm nigh about as glad to see +him as if he were old Kite hisself!" exclaimed Jalap Coombs, in joyous +tones. Then he introduced Mr. Skiff Betten, ex-sailor and now Yukon +miner, to Phil, and pulled him into the house, and there was no more +work to be got out of Jalap Coombs that day. + +Phil had also been recognized. That is, Mr. Platt Riley had asked him if +he were the son of his father, and when Phil admitted the relationship, +told him that he had a father to be proud of every minute of his life. +Didn't he know? for hadn't he, Platt Riley, worked side by side with Mr. +John Ryder prospecting in South Africa, where every ounce of grit that a +white man had in him was bound to show itself? "To be certain he had, +and now he was proud to shake the hand of John Ryder's son, and if there +was anything John Ryder's son wanted in that camp why he, Platt Riley, +was the man to get it for him." + +So our sledge travellers found that even in that remote mining camp, +buried from the world beneath the snows of an arctic winter, they were +among friends. This, coupled with all that they had undergone in +reaching it, made it seem to them a very pleasant and comfortable place +in which to rest awhile. + +And it was necessary that they should stay there for a time. They must +cultivate friendly business relations with the miners on Gerald Hamer's +account, and find out what class of goods were most in demand; for never +until now had Phil realized the responsibility with which he had been +entrusted. He must prepare a full report to send back by Kurilla and +Chitsah, who could not be tempted to venture any further away from their +homes. The dogs must be well rested before they would be fitted for the +second and most difficult half of the long journey. Above all, Phil felt +that, as representative of the Yukon Trading Company, he must be on hand +to meet the agents of its old-established rival, and defend his far-away +friend from the false reports they were certain to spread concerning +him. + +He wondered why Goldollar and Strengel did not appear, and dreaded to +meet them; but at the same time longed to have the disagreeable +encounter over with as quickly as possible. So many times each day did +he gaze long and fixedly across the broad white plain of the Yukon. At +length, on the eighth day after their arrival at Forty-Mile, his eye was +caught by some moving black dots that he felt certain must be the +expected sledges. + + +CHAPTER XXII. + +THE NEW ARRIVAL AT FORTY MILE. + +The man known as Strengel was probably as great a rascal as could be +found in all Alaska. His sole object in shipping aboard the steamer +_Norsk_ at San Francisco had been to make his way, by fair means or +foul, to the Yukon gold fields, of which he had gained extravagant +ideas. On the night before the _Norsk_ left St. Michaels he stole from +the chests of several of his shipmates such small sums of money as they +contained, slipped into a canoe, and deserted the ship. He remained in +hiding until she sailed, and then, claiming to have been discharged at +his own request, offered his services to Gerald Hamer in exchange for a +passage to Forty Mile. This proposition being accepted, and Strengel +regularly shipped as one of the _Chimo_'s crew, he made a secret +proposal to the old company through one of its clerks, who happened to +be Simon Goldollar, to so delay and cripple Gerald Hamer's expedition, +that he should be forced to abandon it. In attempting to carry out this +programme he was foiled by Phil Ryder's quick wit and prompt action. + +Making his way back to St. Michaels, after Phil set him ashore at the +Pastolik wood-yard, Strengel fell in with Jalap Coombs, and, in company +with Goldollar, so managed the money affairs of that unsuspecting sailor +that he was unwittingly made to defray all their expenses to Forty Mile, +though he only expected to accompany them a short distance up the river. +Strengel's sole object was still to reach the gold fields; while +Goldollar was intent on winning a reputation for himself by forestalling +Gerald Hamer at Forty Mile, and at the same time inflicting what injury +he could on Phil Ryder. From the outset they agreed to rid themselves of +Jalap Coombs at some point so far up the river that he must necessarily +remain where they left him for the rest of the winter. They learned at +Nulato that the _Chimo_ was frozen in at Anvik, but took care that this +information should not reach Jalap Coombs, whom they soon afterwards so +cruelly deserted. + +As they travelled beyond the point where they left him, the well-mated +pair had such frequent and bitter quarrels, that when Simon Goldollar +fell seriously ill, Strengel did not hesitate to rob him of what money +he carried and desert him at a native village near the abandoned +trading-post of Fort Yukon. Before doing this he discharged the Indians +who had come with them from Nulato, and sent them back, telling them +that he should remain with his sick friend until he recovered or died. +As soon as they were gone he engaged other natives, and set out for the +diggings that had for so long been the goal of his desires. + +He planned to enter Forty Mile under a new name, and as a traveller from +one of the interior Hudson Bay trading-posts, who was ignorant of the +lower Yukon, its people, and its happenings. He was confident that Jalap +Coombs would never appear to contradict him, and almost equally certain +that Simon Goldollar would never reach Forty Mile. If by a miracle he +should recover from his illness he was helpless to continue his journey +before the boats came up in the summer, by which time the man who had +robbed and deserted him would be lost to sight amid the season's rush of +prospectors. In the mean time he had plenty of money to live on until he +should meet with an opportunity for making a strike of some kind. + +Thus it was that on a pleasant day of late January Mr. Strengel +approached the mining camp of Forty Mile, riding comfortably in Jalap +Coombs's own sledge, with a light heart, and no intimation of aught but +an agreeable reception by its citizens. But in all his carefully worked +out plans he had made several miscalculations. + +It had never occurred to him that there was any other route than the one +he had followed by which this point might be reached from the lower +river. Nor did he believe it possible that any word of Gerald Hamer's +expedition could have come up the river unknown to him. Finally, his +gravest mistake lay in supposing the population of this camp to be of +the same lawless class as is to be found in most Western mining camps, +and believing that here he should meet only with as great rascals as +himself. In this he displayed great ignorance of Forty Mile, which was +wholly in the hands of honorable old-time miners, who had framed a +simple set of laws for the regulation of their isolated little community +that they were determined should be respected. They had chosen one of +their own number as Judge, and from his decisions they allowed no +appeal. They had also elected a Marshal, whom they loyally assisted in +the discharge of his duties. Several lawless characters had already been +driven from the camp, and many others warned not to venture within its +limits. + +As Forty Mile had received warning of the expected coming of Goldollar +and Strengel, and had learned many interesting things concerning the +previous history of these gentlemen, their arrival was eagerly +anticipated. Thus, upon Phil Ryder's announcement that sledges were +coming up the river, an expectant throng was quickly gathered at the +landing. + +Mr. Strengel fired several shots from his rifle as he drew near, and was +surprised that his salute was not answered in kind. He was, of course, +gratified to observe the sensation that his approach was creating, and +undertook to arouse some enthusiasm among the silent spectators by +yelling: "Hurrah for Forty Mile! Hurrah for the diggings! Hurrah for our +side!" Then, as his sledge reached the bank, and he sprang out, he +cried, in tones meant to convey hearty good-fellowship: + +"How are you, boys? You bet I'm mighty glad to see white men again after +camping with a lot of low-lived Injuns for more than two months. You +see, I've just come down from Pierre's House in the Porcupine. My name's +Bradwick, and--" + +Here the speaker's fluent words seemed suddenly to fail him, his face +turned pale, and his eyes were fixed in a bewildered stare. He had +caught sight of the Yukon Trading Company's sign. + +"Ha, ha!" he laughed, recovering himself with an effort. "Seeing the +name of an old friend who's long since dead kinder give me a turn. But, +as I was saying--" + +"Yes, you were just about to tell us what had become of Goldollar," +interrupted Mr. Platt Riley, who had received word from Phil that the +new-comer was Strengel. + +"Goldollar!" stammered the stranger, at the same time starting as though +he had been shot. "Goldollar!" he repeated, reflectively; "I don't know +the name; never heard it before in my life. I think I mentioned that I'd +just come down from Pierre's House on the Porcupine, and hadn't seen a +white man since leaving there. There wasn't no one of that name at +Pierre's House when I left. What do you mean? Who is Goldollar, anyhow?" + +"He's a feller that we heard was coming up from below with a dog train," +replied Mr. Riley, deliberately, at the same time gazing full in +Strengel's face. "And we didn't know but what you and him might have met +up and concluded to travel together." + +"How could you hear of him?" inquired the new-comer. "I didn't know +there was any way for news to reach Forty Mile in the winter." + +"Oh, we might have heard by mail, or telegraph, or seen it in the daily +papers, or a dozen other ways. Anyhow, we did hear it, and that another +feller was along with him. So of course when we saw you coming up the +river--" + +"You didn't hear that the other fellow's name was Bradwick, did you?" +interrupted the stranger. + +"No, that wasn't the name. It wasn't so good a name as that." + +"Well, then, you didn't hear that I was coming with him; for Bradwick is +my name, and I don't know nothing about any Goldollars, though I hope to +find out something about them right here in these diggings," replied Mr. +Strengel, boldly, and with attempted jocularity. "Now, seeing that I'm +tired, and cold, and hungry," he added, "supposing we adjourn to some +place that's warmer than out here in the snow, and better suited for +making acquaintances." + +"All right," replied Mr. Riley. "We don't know much about Goldollars +ourselves, but we'll try and teach you all we do know, and at the same +time put you in the way of meeting acquaintances. As you say, though, +this is a cold place for talking, so I suppose you might as well come up +to my select family boarding-house for the night, seeing as it ain't +overcrowded just at present. Then in the morning we'll look round for a +place that'll suit you better." + +So the new-comer walked away with Mr. Platt Riley, while the spectators +of this interesting meeting chuckled and winked significantly, and +remarked: + +"Ain't the Judge a honey cooler, though? He ain't the kind that'll hang +a man first and try him afterwards. Not much; that ain't his style. Fair +play's his motter, and turn the rascals out every time." + +It is needless to say that during the interview just described Phil, +Serge, and Jalap kept themselves out of sight. + +All that evening a constant stream of visitors flowed in and out of Mr. +Platt Riley's cabin. Each wore an expression of expectancy and +suppressed mirth, and each bowed gravely without trusting himself to +speak when introduced to Mr. "Bradwick." It was also to be noticed that +none of them shook hands with him; when he complained of this to his +host he was gravely informed that hand-shaking was not one of the +customs of the camp. + +On the whole, his impressions of Camp Forty Mile were so unpleasant, +that he fully determined to get his dog teams in motion the very next +day, and push on further up the river. It was only upon the urgent +request of Mr. Platt Riley that he consented to delay his departure long +enough to attend a public meeting of the greatest interest to all Yukon +miners, that was to be held first thing in the morning. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +RABBITS. + +THEIR CARE, AND HOW TO BUILD THEIR HOUSES. + +BY E. CHASE. + + +The first rabbit I had I put in a wooden box. Not knowing anything about +his habits, I nailed laths over the front to keep him in. The next +morning I was very much surprised to find that bunny had gnawed his way +out, and was busily engaged in eating up my last rose-bush. + +The next house I built for him was against the back-yard fence. In front +of the house I tacked wire netting, and in addition made a yard for him +in which to run about, taking good care to cover over the top, so "brer +rabbit" could not escape by jumping out. I thought I had him secure this +time, but when I was at school he burrowed out under the fence, and ate +up all the neighbors' flowers. My first week's experience was certainly +very trying on my pocket-book. + +[Illustration: DIAGRAM OF THE HOUSE AND YARD.] + +Rabbits make very interesting pets if one knows how to take care of +them. The house shown in the accompanying diagram proved to be a very +serviceable one. It is divided into two "rooms," and has a small run +attached. The floor of the house should be provided with sliding pans, +which will make clearing an easy matter. In order to keep all dampness +from the house it is necessary to raise it a few inches from the ground. +In winter--that is, in very severe weather--it would be best to carry +this house in-doors. In order to keep the rabbits from burrowing out, it +is necessary to drive down stakes, about two feet long, close together, +all around the yard. A box sunk in the earth at the further end of the +yard, with an opening so that bunny can go in and out, is a luxury that +he will greatly appreciate. + +For feeding rabbits, give them oats, corn, all kinds of greens, carrots, +raw sweet-potatoes, tea-leaves (after they come from the teapot), and +milk. I have heard it said that rabbits do not drink, but this is a +mistake, as I have had over sixty rabbits at a time, and never knew of +one that did not drink. + +It is considered best to keep the buck away from the doe until the young +are a month old, as he is apt to trample them. The number of young +varies from four to eight. They are born without fur, and their eyes are +shut. It usually takes ten days for them to open their eyes and get +their coats. The first little fellow who ventures from the nest is +regarded to be the smartest one of the litter. + +I have only been able to discover three species of rabbits--the Angora, +with long silky hair; the lop-eared, with very long cars which drag on +the ground; and the common rabbit, with which most of us are familiar. + +Rabbits are very good barometers in their way. Before a storm they will +become unusually frisky. Although the sky may be clear, if you see your +pets kicking up their long hind-legs you may make up your mind there +will be a shower within a few hours. + +A noted French scientist recently experimented with the different small +animals as to which could stand the greatest amount of cold. He decided +that the rabbit could, for he locked one up overnight in a cake of ice, +and the next morning the rabbit hopped out, feeling very well, and with +a tremendous appetite. In spite of this notable gentleman's discovery, I +have had three valuable rabbits frozen stiff during a siege of cold +weather. + +[Illustration: LOP-EARED RABBITS AT HOME.] + + + + +KNICKERBOCKER GRAYS. + +BY ANNE HELME. + +"IN TIME OF PEACE PREPARE FOR WAR." + + +[Illustration: IN COLUMN OF COMPANIES.] + +The clear tones of the bugle sound through the big arsenal, and there is +a rush of small gray-clad boys carrying guns to their proper places. +Again it sounds attention! Assemble! And a long line is formed of +apparently motionless statues. Then comes the roll-call. As in the +regular army, the First Sergeant in command calls out the name. His +voice is not stentorian, and neither are the answers, but there is a +very effective military tone and ring to them, and answering every +purpose. The orders are given by the different boys in command--First, +Second, and Third Corporal, First, Second, and Third Sergeant, First, +Second, and Third Lieutenant, Sergeant-Major, Color-Sergeant, Captain, +Adjutant, and Major. + +[Illustration: THE MAJOR.] + +[Illustration: THE MAJOR AND HIS OFFICERS.] + +To one who is not conversant with the manual of arms, the commands given +are somewhat bewildering; but so well trained are the boys that they +answer, and some with military precision, and present arms and carry +arms in a delightful manner, eminently military, not always +satisfactorily, for the small boys in command have sometimes to repeat +their orders, and occasionally Captain Hoyt, the officer in command, and +also an officer of the United States army, has to enforce the orders in +a more far-reaching voice and authoritative manner. + +[Illustration: THE DRUMMER.] + +The Knickerbocker Grays is a private organization intended to instruct +the sons of New-Yorkers in the knowledge of drilling. It is managed by +several ladies, who give their personal supervision to it. The class +meets twice a week during the winter season in the arsenal of the +Seventy-first Regiment, at Thirty-fourth Street and Park Avenue. The +ages are limited, no boy under seven being allowed to enter. The uniform +is gray, with black trimming, and all the military rules as to the +number of straps, epaulettes, and accoutrements are rigidly adhered to. +The boys learn to march well, although it is a comical sight to see some +of the very small boys carrying their muskets and making superhuman +efforts to keep time. Perhaps the pathetic note in the picture adds the +finishing touch in the little drummer-boy, who, clad in the same +uniform, drums with might and main. He is paid to drum, but there is a +look of pride and delight in his profession which quite prevents any +thought of pity at the contrast in his lot to those of the boys of his +own age who go into the drill merely for the sake of occupation and +amusement. + +The boys love Tuesday and Friday afternoons, and although the stimulus +of the medal given to the one who does not miss a single drill has +something to do with the wonderful attendance, still it would be +difficult to keep the boys away even without having the prize to look +forward to. To answer to the name in roll-call is counted necessary, +and many a boy who has been far too sick to go to school or study finds +it quite possible to be on hand to answer to his name, even if, after a +few marches around the armory, his legs do get tired and he has to be +excused. + +Promotion is eagerly looked forward to, and there is an immense amount +of pleasant rivalry over who shall be promoted to be Sergeant, Corporal, +and the other officers. The Color-Sergeant carries the colors around +with a most heroic disregard to fatigue, while the four boys who make up +his body-guard look at him most admiringly, and not in the least +enviously. Round and round the hall they go, while the notes of the drum +rattle out the time to keep. The officers give their commands, and the +companies go from right to left as they are bidden. The officers look +very stern, and the soldiers themselves seem thoroughly impressed at the +importance of their duty, although the boy nature will crop out at +times, and there are occasionally ebullitions of sheer good nature and +animal spirit which would hardly do in the regular army. Of course each +boy intends fully to be a soldier, and if a war should break out it is +to be feared that a number of young recruits would insist upon being of +service to their country. + +The awkward squad is as amusing as all awkward squads always are, but is +only to be seen at the commencement of the winter. It is composed +entirely of beginners, who have to attain a certain degree of efficiency +before they can be put with the others. But as the American boy is very +imitative, he soon learns, and at the end of the term it would be +difficult for any one to pick out the boys who had only belonged for one +winter. The Captains and Lieutenants are fine, manly-looking fellows, +and their plumed caps and glittering accoutrements are extremely +becoming. They have a full sense of the dignity of their position, as +why should they not have, when promoted from the ranks, step by step, to +the proud office which they now hold? They have not bought their +commissions, but have earned them by good, conscientious work. The boy +who shirks, fools, and carries on has the mortification of staying a +private, while his comrade goes steadily upward. The two officers in +charge, Captain Hoyt and assistant, have, the boys complain, regular +lynx eyes, and sometimes find out trifling acts that are not compatible +with military discipline, much to the surprise of the fellows +themselves. When a boy is promoted, his promotion receives no end of +congratulation and applause from his fellow-soldiers, and it is doubtful +if a prouder moment can come in any man's life than comes to the boy +when he is put in command of the Knickerbocker Grays. + +There is considerable emulation among the different companies. The +Grays, by-the-way, are divided into four companies, A, B, C, and D, and +each officer endeavors to have his company the best of all. And woe be +to the boy who _is_ insubordinate. However, cases of real +insubordination are extremely rare, for the boys soon catch the spirit +of true military life, and realize that the commands given must be +obeyed at once and without any question. It is contended, and with +reason, that one of the best features of the drill is this very spirit +of discipline, which every mother knows is one of the most difficult +things in the world to inculcate in boys. + +[Illustration: "RIGHT FORWARD, FOURS RIGHT."] + +The first movements of the regiment are quite picturesque. After the +roll-call the First Sergeant in command calls out "Count fours!" in +other words dividing off four boys at a time; if they are more than make +even fours, the Second or Third Sergeant takes the extra boys and +reports with them to the Color-Sergeant, who takes them for his guard. +"Right four, fours right," is then called, and the boys take their +positions. The First Sergeant faces about and salutes his Captain. When +the Captain has returned his salute, the Sergeant takes his post two +paces behind the company. Now is heard the tread of feet, and the +Captain to whose company the colors belong commands "Carry arms! Present +arms!" Then the Color-Sergeant and the body-guard march in front of the +company, and the Color-Sergeant takes his place two paces to the left of +the Third Sergeant, who is on the left guard of his company--and the +drill begins. + + + + +[Illustration: THE PUDDING STICK] + + This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young + Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on + the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address + Editor. + + +Do I ever have the blues? Why, Lottie, what a question to come from a +girl of sixteen? Am I to infer that you do, at your age, with the world +a blaze of beauty, and your feet so light and your heart so young that +you ought to go skipping instead of walking, if only you dared to let +the gladness of your life overflow. + +But girls _do_ have the blues, insists Gretchen, at my elbow; and she +adds that they have reasons enough: that they are not always understood, +that they have fancies and thoughts which they cannot always explain, +that, in short, girls are not always as happy as they look. + +Granting that this may be true of some girls, what are they to do? As a +person not subject to these disagreeable visitations, I can speak with +the sort of authority the doctor has when he enters the room of a +patient. The doctor need not have a fever in order to prescribe for it. +In fact, he will prescribe more successfully if he be well himself. The +blues make the person suffering from their presence extremely +uncomfortable, and her discomfort in a subtle way acts upon others, so +that nobody is quite cheerful in her neighborhood. People who are "blue" +are quite often cross as well, and are unable to accept pleasantly the +ups and downs of every day. Now, when you think of it, you must admit +that it is a very humiliating experience to be cross, for cross people +are 'disagreeable, and none of us wishes to be _that_. + +The best way to get rid of the blues is not to own that they have you. +Put on your hat and go for a walk. Call on a friend and take her the +piece of music you are to try together, or the book you have just +finished, which you would like to lend her. Do something kind for +somebody, and stop thinking about yourself. The greatest waste of time +in this world, dears, is to think too much about one's self. Mrs. +Browning gives the right idea in her poem, "My Kate," where she says, + + "'Twas her thinking of others made you think of her." + +Don't laugh at me, girls, when I tell you that half the low spirits one +hears of springs from a very prosaic source. That pound of chocolates, +that rich pudding, that piece of frosted cake, all of them very +delicious, but all very indigestible, are to blame, in most instances, +for a young girl's depression. Try what Emerson called "plain living and +high thinking," and see how cheery life will become. + +One of my girls writes that she had a vexatious little problem. She has +been accustomed to correspond freely with one or two friends--boys of +her own age--and "people tell her it is wrong." My dear child, pray +explain whom you mean by "people," and what they have to do with it? + +Of course you do not write letters to any one without your mother's +approval, and I suppose your mother reads your letters, that you love to +share all those you receive with her, and that you show her those you +write. If you do this, nobody else is concerned. A girl should write no +letters, and should receive none, which she is not only willing but very +glad to show to her mother. When she has had the great misfortune to +lose her mother, then her aunt, or her elder sister, or some kind +matronly friend should be her confidante. It makes no difference to whom +she writes, if only she does it openly, and with the sympathy, advice, +and loving approval of those who are older than she, and able to guide +her. + +[Illustration: Signature] + + + + +OFF WITH THE MERBOY. + +BY JOHN KENDRICK BANGS. + + +CHAPTER IV. + +THE BUREAU OF INFORMATION. + +[Illustration: Decorative J] + +immieboy took the reins in hand, and the Merboy sprang lightly out of +the carriage, and by means of his tail wiggled himself to where the +bureau stood. He opened the top drawer, and from where he sat Jimmieboy, +who was watching him with a great deal of interest, could see that it +was divided up into sections, in each of which lay a dozen or more large +envelopes, each fat with contents of some kind or another. + +"I guess this must be the information I want about your lockjaw," said +the Merboy, picking up an envelope. "Yes," he continued, as he took +great slips of paper out of it. "It is. This envelope tells how to take +spots out of carpets. Ha! ha! Listen to this: 'To remove an ink stain +from the parlor carpet, take a pair of shears and cut out the spotted +part.' That's good advice. Here's another telling how to start a fire. +It says: 'First build your fire, and then procure a match. Any kind of +match will do except one that has already been used. Light the match and +apply the burning end to the kindling. If the kindling ignites, the fire +is started. If it does not, light another match and apply the burning +end to the kindling. Keep this up until the kindling does ignite!'" + +[Illustration: JIMMIEBOY SAW A HUGE WHALE RUSHING DOWN TOWARD THEM.] + +As the Merboy finished reading this a great commotion was heard in the +water directly overhead, and looking up Jimmieboy saw a huge whale +rushing headlong down toward him. At first he was a little frightened, +but as the whale drew nearer and smiled pleasantly at him his fear for +some reason or another disappeared entirely. + +"Hullo, Merby," said the Whale. "What are you doing?" + +"I'm after information," returned the Merboy, shaking the extended +flipper of the Whale. + +"So am I," returned the Whale. "I'm in great trouble." + +"Indeed?" said the Merboy. "What's the matter?" + +"I got into a fight with some whalers in the Arctic Ocean, and one of +'em threw a harpoon at me, and it stuck in my back. I want to get it +out, but I don't know how. Which drawer has information for Whales in +it?" + +"I don't know," replied the Merboy. "I'm trying to find out what's the +matter with Jimmieboy here. I'm afraid he's got lockjaw, but the only +thing the bureau has told me so far is how to take spots out of carpets +and start fires." + +"What nonsense!" said the Whale. "Let me try it, will you? I'm suffering +like everything." + +"Certainly," said the Merboy, standing aside. "There isn't any special +hurry about our case." + +The Whale smiled gratefully and grabbed up an envelope. Opening it he +extracted a slip of paper, and read: + +"'To make a good peach pie get ten ripe sliced peaches, a tin plate, and +enough dough to cover first the bottom of the plate and the top of the +peaches. Put the whole into a hot oven and cook until done.'" + +"Ho!" laughed the Merboy. + +"This bureau's a nuisance," said the Whale. "The idea of telling a +sea-monster with a harpoon in his back how to make peach pie." + +Here he selected another envelope. This one contained a slip which read: +"It is not polite to sneeze in company. If you like to sneeze, and are +going out to an evening party, contrive to do all your sneezing before +you go. If during the evening party you feel a sneeze coming on, rub the +bridge of your nose, or press the middle of your upper lip with your +forefinger, and the desire to sneeze will disappear." + +"Nice advice to give a Whale," sneered the monster. "Where is my upper +lip I'd like to know, or my forefinger for that matter? If I don't catch +the right answer this time I'll hit that bureau with my tail and knock +it all to pieces." + +The Whale made one more effort. This time the slip he took out read, "If +your teeth ache go to the dentist and have them pulled." + +"That's a little nearer right," said the Merboy. + +"I don't see how," retorted the Whale. "I haven't a toothache. I have a +backache. Shall I go and get my back pulled?" + +"No," said the Goldfish, "but perhaps you could get the harpoon pulled." + +The Whale's face wreathed with smiles. + +"That's so," he said, eagerly. "Wonder I didn't think of that before. +It's a good idea. The bureau is some use after all--though if it hadn't +been for you, Merby, I'd never have discovered it." + +"Oh, yes you would," said the Merboy. "After you had thought it over a +little while you'd have seen what was meant. Information isn't any good +unless you think about it a little." + +"Well, I'm obliged to you just the same," said the Whale, backing off. +"It's pretty hard to think when one has a harpoon in his back. I suppose +you don't know where I can find a dentist, do you?" + +"No, I don't," said the Merboy. "I've never had occasion to use one." + +"Oh, well, I suppose there are such things, and so I'll set about +finding one. Good-by," said the Whale, and off he started in search of a +dentist. + +"He's a very dull creature," said the Merboy, returning to the bureau. +"He never thinks much even when he hasn't a harpoon in his back. Now for +our trouble again. This envelope looks as if it might tell us." + +Again was the little fellow doomed to disappointment. All the +information contained in this envelope related to the killing of +potato-bugs, and the best way to keep mosquitos from biting. + +"This is the worst failure of a bureau of information I ever saw, or +else I don't know how to manage it," he said. "Suppose you try it, +Jimmieboy. You may have better luck." + +Jimmieboy dropped the reins and alighted from the carriage. Walking to +the bureau he opened the second drawer and found it full of books. They +were very handsome books on the outside, and if one could judge from +their titles they were attractive inside too. One of them, for instance, +was named _The Porpoise of the Mediterranean, or A Minnow's Adventures +on the Coast of Africa_. Another was labelled _Poems of A. Swordfish_. +Another was called _Jellyfish Jingles_, a title which so interested +Jimmieboy that he opened it and read some of them. In a minute he threw +his head back and laughed loudly, opening his mouth as widely as +possible in his mirth. He was so amused that he couldn't keep his lips +closed. + +"Listen to this," he said; "it's called 'The Unfortunate Tale of the +Polliwog:' + + "The small sea-toad he climbed a tree + One windy summer's day, + And through the water chanced to see + A pollywog grown gray; + Whereat he cried, 'Oh, Pollywog, + Come tell me, sir, I pray, + How is it you are not a frog + And yet have grown so gray?' + + "'Because,' the Pollywog replied, + His visage turning pale; + 'Because,' and here he deeply sighed, + And sadly wagged his tail; + 'Because,' he added, as the tide + Grew wavy in the gale; + 'Because I shed but tears; I've tried + But cannot shed my tail.'" + +"That's pretty good," said the Merboy, with a smile, noticing with a +great deal of relief that Jimmieboy had at last opened his mouth. "Are +there any more?" he added, just to see if Jimmieboy's cure were final. + +"Yes," said Jimmieboy. "Here's one about 'A Sad Sea-Dog.' + + "Oh, the sad sea-dog he has no fin, + And he never moves, they say. + He sits as still as a piece of tin, + And he's never known to smile or grin, + Or to wipe his tears away. + + "His chief delight is to bark and growl, + And to yelp and screech and snap; + He does not mind if the wild winds howl, + He never will stir for fish or fowl, + And cares not what may hap. + + "He shakes his flippers and wags his jaws, + Delights in the awful gale, + He breaks each one of the ocean's laws, + And no one lives that can make him pause, + From sharks to the mammoth whale. + + "And it's all because a fisherman-- + A man with a great green eye-- + Mistook him once for his black-and-tan, + And whistled to him, and called him 'Fan,' + In the days long since gone by. + + "When a sea-dog's name is Anthony + Montgomery Varian, + 'Tis apt to sour his spirit to be + Miscalled as upon that day was he + By a mean land name like Fan!" + +"I should think so," said the Goldfish. "It's like being christened +Algernon at church and being known as Petie in school." + +"I don't wonder he sulked," said Jimmieboy. + +"Nor I," said the Merboy. "But, say, Jimmieboy, you are cured of your +lockjaw, aren't you?" + +"Dear me, I forgot!" said Jimmieboy. "I wasn't going to open my mouth +under water at all." + +"Why not, pray?" asked the Merboy. + +"For fear of swallowing the ocean," replied Jimmieboy. + +"Ha! ha!" laughed the Merboy. "Why, you couldn't swallow a drop of it, +much less the whole of it, the way I've fixed it. Is that all you were +doing--just holding your month shut?" + +"That's all," said Jimmieboy. + +"Well, well! The idea!" said the Merboy. "You ought to have known +better." + +"Well, I didn't," said Jimmieboy, glad to find that it was not really +necessary to keep his mouth closed. + +"Apparently not--and it took the bureau of information to cure you. +That's a very useful bureau." + +"Very," said Jimmieboy. "I'd like to go through some of the drawers if +we have time. Have we?" + +"Lots," said the Merboy, taking the brush on the top of the bureau and +fixing his hair with it. "We have ten times as much time as there is +really." + +"How can that be?" asked Jimmieboy. + +"Well, never mind now," said the Merboy. "But some time you ask your +papa how long a dream a boy can have who is asleep only ten seconds. You +will be surprised at what he tells you. I once had a dream lasting forty +years in a nap that was less than a minute long. So go ahead. You have +plenty of time, and I dare say you will find lots of valuable +information in the bureau. I will be back in a few minutes." + +"You aren't going to leave me, are you?" asked Jimmieboy. + +"No. I'm only going to drive the Dolphins around to the stable. I'll be +right back." + +The Merboy entered the carriage again and drove off, while Jimmieboy +turned his attention to the bureau of information. As he turned, his eye +caught sight of two little drawers that he had not noticed before on +either side of the mirror which surmounted the bureau. He tried to open +the right-hand drawer, but found it locked. The left-hand one opened +easily, and in it Jimmieboy found a little golden key. This, as it +turned out, was the key to the other drawer, and which, no sooner had +the key turned in the lock, slid out as though pushed by a spring, and +from it jumped the funniest little old man Jimmieboy had ever seen, +hardly taller than his thumb, and dressed from head to foot in beautiful +garments of silver and gold. In his left hand the little old man carried +a jewelled staff, and his right hand he extended to Jimmieboy, as much +as to say, + +"Why, howdy do? I'm very glad to see you." + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +[Illustration: INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT] + + +Although the New York athletes will by no means have a walk-over at the +Berkeley Oval next Saturday, when the N.Y.I.S.A.A. and the L.I.I.S.A.A. +contend for the Intercity championship in track athletics, they will +certainly carry off the honors of the day, and they ought to do it by a +good score. New York has better material this year than has Brooklyn, +and the schools here have been devoting more time and energy to field +sports than their rivals have across the Bridge. In fact, the +Long-Islanders have shown a certain lack of interest in the Intercity +contest which of itself is sufficient to betoken defeat. The relay race +between the New York and Brooklyn Interscholastic teams was to have been +run off at the Wilson and Kellogg games on April 27th, and a large +number of enthusiasts gathered at the Oval to witness the sport in spite +of the heavy downpour of rain. The hours passed, however, and no +Brooklyn racers appeared. Not even a word of explanation came, and the +race had to be postponed. It was thought at first that the Brooklyn team +did not come over on account of the storm, but I learned the next day +that the reason of its non-appearance was due to the fact that there was +no team to come. Not enough candidates had applied at the Brooklyn trial +heats for the managers to choose four capable runners. The very least +these managers could have done, under the circumstances, would have been +to notify the New York Interscholastic authorities of this fact. Young +sportsmen, as well as older ones, should remember that one of the first +considerations among amateurs is to fulfil engagements that have been +entered upon, or if this is found to be impossible, to give ample and +timely notice to their opponents of their inability to do so. + +While it is gratifying to see such active interest displayed by the New +York schools in out-door sport, it is also to be regretted, as I have +had occasion to say before in this department, that so much of this +interest should be turned in one direction. The New York school-boys +have taken up track and field sports to so large an extent that baseball +has suffered materially this spring, and tennis has practically been +dropped. Such a state of affairs must surely bring evil results. It is a +condition that cannot last long, but while it does last it works +considerable harm. The genuine interests of field sports are not +advanced by excessive indulgence. It is best to encourage every game +that the season favors, and to attempt to do well in all branches of +sport than to excel in but one. Such an excellence can be but ephemeral. +In New England the school-boys are wiser in this respect. They endeavor +to develop themselves in all branches. Only a few days ago Mr. D. S. +Sanford, principal of the Brookline High-School, told me that from +statistics he had prepared he had learned that twenty per cent. of the +boys at the High-School play football, fifteen per cent. play baseball, +fifteen per cent. take part in track athletics, and forty per cent. (of +the boys and girls) play tennis. Fifty per cent. take part in no +athletic games at all. From what I have observed in and around Boston I +should judge that the athletic efforts of most of the other New England +schools are distributed in a similar ratio. And yet, with only fifteen +per cent. of the boys indulging in track athletics, they manage to make +pretty fair records! + +In Brooklyn baseball has not been allowed to suffer neglect because of +track athletics, and so the race for the Long Island championship +promises to be interesting. The teams are evenly matched with but one or +two exceptions. Pratt Institute has no nine in the field, and Bryant & +Stratton's is practically out of the race, having already been defeated +a number of times. The St. Paul's team has a decided advantage over most +of the other nines in the Association in that it is mainly composed of +experienced players, most of whom were members of last year's nine. Hall +is pitching well, and has good support. The Brooklyn High's team is made +up wholly of raw material, with the exception of Captain Brum, but the +men are working hard, and will do well before the season closes. One +good feature in this year's High-School athletics is the barring out of +all questionable candidates, the two forfeited championships of last +year having evidently proved a salutary lesson. The Brooklyn Latin has +one of the strongest nines in the league, and will probably make a +strong bid for the pennant. Captain Litchfield is playing good ball at +third, and both Goodwin and Sleven are doing good work at short-stop and +first base respectively. Hall, of last year's Poly. Prep. team, is +pitching, and Watt, formerly of Bryant & Stratton's, is catching. + +The Adelphi Academy has turned out a better set of players than it had +last year, and promises to make a good record. The team is made up +pretty much of new material, but the men are working hard. Jewell and +Simpson alternate in the box, with Forney as back-stop. Byers at first +and Graff at third are capable players. Poly. Prep. is laboring under +the disadvantage of an unfavoring faculty--a group of honest gentlemen +who have not yet caught up with the fact that athletics have come to +stay, and are, in moderation, a part of every educational system. As the +school officers take no interest whatever in the sport, the players are +working along as best they can under these adverse circumstances, and +they are fortunately getting good support from their fellows. The +authorities have gone further than being passive in their attitude +toward athletics by ruling that Stevenson, the Captain of the nine, +shall only play in league games. This is all very well if Stevenson +neglects his studies for baseball, but as far as I am able to learn, +such is not the case. Dunne is pitching fairly well, but to be +successful he must get better control over the ball. Noyes, who is +acting as substitute Captain, is putting up a steady game at second, and +McKay is doing well at first. The other players are new. The out-field +is weak, but the team work at times is fairly good, and the men +certainly have a spirit and energy which are commendable. + +Even a casual observer cannot fail to notice how much more is done for +interscholastic sport in New England than in New York and its vicinity. +Not only do Harvard and Yale universities take an active interest in the +work of the young men whom they expect to gather into their own ranks, +but even the Boston Athletic Association, which cannot hope to derive +any material benefit from its exertions, offers cups and medals for +interscholastic events, and does all that is possible to aid and advise +the Boston school-boys. It seems to me that the New York Athletic Club +could do worse than follow the B.A.A.'s good example. As far as I know, +the N.Y.A.C. does nothing in the interest of school sports. To be sure, +my indefatigable friend Evert Wendell performs enough good service as +referee at scholastic contests to make up for many of the club's +shortcomings; but Mr. Wendell does this purely as a lover of sport, and +not as a representative of the club. Many of the best athletes of the +N.Y.I.S.A.A. are members of the N.Y.A.C. They ought to get together in +the near future, and, with the aid and advice of Mr. Wendell, endeavor +to get the managers of the N.Y.A.C. to show more active interest in the +exceedingly good work now being done by the schools. + +In Boston, all the Interscholastic Committee meetings are held in the +B.A.A. club-house on Exeter Street, and every winter the club holds an +in-door meeting for the especial benefit of the thirty schools that +compose the New England League. The silver cup which the B.A.A. has +offered this year to be played for for five years by the school baseball +teams is a fine trophy, and cannot fail to act as an incentive to the +young players of the league. Harvard's work for the schools is even more +active. Seven years ago the university was instrumental in forming the +New England I.S.B.B.A., and in 1891 it organized the Interscholastic +Lawn Tennis Association, whose fifth annual tournament was held on +Jarvis Field, Cambridge, May 4th and 6th, with an entry list of over +fifty names. The prizes offered each year are a gold medal or a cup to +the winner, a racquet to the runner-up, and a championship banner to the +school whose team scores the largest number of points. This year the cup +is a handsomely engraved piece of silverware in the shape of a pitcher +with one handle. As a general thing, I do not believe in medals and cups +as inducements to young men to enter into amateur sports. The pure love +of the game should be sufficient to call out their best efforts. But +there is no doubt that interest in their early efforts, expressed in +some such material way by associations of older players is a good thing, +and it is certainly a strong incentive to a general participation in +athletics for many boys who might otherwise be too indolent or too +disinterested to discover and develop their own capabilities. This once +done, however, there is no school-boy who is not enough of a true +sportsman not to keep on, regardless of any possible material advantages +or rewards. The mere title of champion is the most precious prize to be +won in any field. + +That Harvard's efforts for the promotion of tennis in the New England +schools have been successful there is no doubt. At the first tournament, +held in 1891, R. D. Wrenn, now the national champion, then in the +Cambridge Latin School, was the winner, and he helped earn the pennant +for his school. The following year Malcolm Chace met Clarence Budlong in +the Interscholastic finals, and, after a hot match, Chace took first, +and carried the banner to the University Grammar School of Providence. +Budlong won in 1893, but only after a hard struggle with Ware, of the +Roxbury Latin, who came up again in 1894 and carried off all the honors, +including the championship banner for the school making the highest +number of points. Ware's second victory in the finals last week entitles +him to a position among the leading young players of the country, and I +have no doubt that he will win at Newport in the Interscholastic +tournament this summer. + +Jarvis Field afforded a beautiful sight while the tournament was going +on last week. There were twenty-two courts in use during the preliminary +rounds, and a goodly number of spectators stood around to watch the +players. I was most interested in Ware's work, and gave most of my +attention to his play. He was in three matches the first day, and won +them all. He first met Edwards, who is a strong player, and who made him +do some sharp work in the second set. Ware is particularly good on hard +drives, and it is really inspiring to see him smash the ball at the back +line, and come within a few inches of it every time. But Henderson was +lively, and returned many of the champion's swiftest drives; he would +have made a better showing if he had been more accurate in his placing. +Later Ware defeated Bartlett and Seaver, both in two straight sets, +three of which were love sets. Fitz showed great improvement in form +over last year, and reached the semi-finals. He is a rising young +player, and will be heard from next year. On Monday, the 6th, Ware +played in the semi-finals and the finals and won the cup. Newton High +took the pennant offered for the school winning the greatest number of +points. + +[Illustration: W. T. LAING. N. W. BARKER. + +ANDOVER ACADEMY'S TWO RECORD RUNNERS.] + +Arrangements are being made to bring about a meeting between the +track-athletic teams of Phillips Andover and Worcester academies. As yet +no date has been set for the games, but if the two schools can come to +an understanding on certain minor points, it is probable that they will +be held at Worcester during the week previous to the big Interscholastic +meeting at Cambridge in June. The games will be most interesting, for +both the Worcester and Andover academies have strong teams. Readers of +this department will remember that the Worcester Academy took second +place, with 141 points, at the in-door meeting in Boston last March, and +Andover won the Interscholastics in June last year. The programme of the +dual games will be the same as the Intercollegiate order of events, and +only three candidates will be entered from each school. Worcester's best +sprinter, Clark, has been ill, and will not run again this year, and so +Senn or Barker of Andover will have a better chance for the 100 and 220. +Barker, however, is inclined to be indolent, and is not careful or +regular in his training. Laing of Andover is pretty sure to win the +mile. He won that event in the Interscholastics last June in 4.32-2/5, +but as he is twenty-one years old this year, he is debarred from +competing on Holmes Field in June. This I.S.A.A. rule would not affect +his status in the Worcester-Andover games, however, and Laing will there +try to lower his record. Holt will take the shot event for Andover, and +Malby, his schoolmate, will probably get second. Holt should also win +the hammer throw. Lorraine of Andover will do no better than to secure a +place in the 440, which will be won by Judd of Worcester, if he runs. +But Judd may reserve himself for the half-mile, which he is sure to +take. As Andover has no good men in the jumps, Worcester should get 10 +points or more there, and Johnson of Worcester will easily take the pole +vault, having a record of 10 feet 8 inches. Barker will give Hine a +close race over the low hurdles, and may win. Hine took the event at the +Interscholastics last year. These dual games will be an excellent thing +for the advancement of the sport, and I hope some of the other large +schools, situated at a distance from one another, will take up the idea +and arrange similar meetings. + +A field meeting of Pacific Coast amateurs was held at the Olympic Club +Grounds, San Francisco, April 20th, and the school-boys who entered made +a very good showing. The games were held for the benefit of the +University of California team, now in the East, and the young athletes +of the A.A.L. compared very favorably with the men who have come on to +joust with Yale, Princeton, and Pennsylvania. Jackson of the Oakland +High-School won the mile run in 4 min. 38-3/5 sec., with Brown of the +University of California second. Brown led in the last lap until the +stretch, when Jackson spurted and won by the very narrow margin of ten +inches. Jenks, O.H.-S., won the quarter in 52-3/5 secs. by ten or twelve +yards, with two university men, Barnes and Parkhurst, behind him. Cheek, +the captain of the O.H.-S. team, got second in the broad jump, covering +21 feet, and cleared 10 feet 2-1/2 inches in the pole vault. McConnell, +O.H.-S., cleared 5 feet 3 inches in the high jump, and took second in +the event. The Pacific Coast scholars may well be proud of these +achievements in a competition with men so much older and more +experienced than themselves. + + THE GRADUATE. + + + + +[Illustration: THE PUDDING STICK] + + This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young + Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on + the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address + Editor. + + +Ailsie Bond came to see me on last Saturday afternoon, and I noticed at +a glance that something was wrong. I knew it by her very step and her +look. Ailsie is one of my darlings, such a bright, brave girl, always +just where one expects to find her, the sweetest, dearest, sunniest of +companions. But she was under a cloud last week. Let me add that she is +sixteen years old, and a school-girl. + +"I am so homesick," she said, sitting in her favorite corner of the +lounge, with her elbow resting on a cushion. "Here I've kept up for +months working hard and learning ever so much, and feeling every day +that father and mother are so good in sparing me to stay away so long, +and in giving me these advantages, and now, when the last school term of +the year is almost ended, examinations coming on, and then so soon home, +sweet home and a long vacation, I can't _stand_ it. I want my mother. I +want to sleep in my own little room. I want to hug the baby. I want to +count the silver, and dust the parlor, and keep the library in order, +and run to meet my father when he comes home from the office. Oh, I know +it is silly!" she said, laughing and crying both at once, "but I can't +help it. I'm homesick, and I'd rather have the toothache. It wouldn't +hurt any more." + +There was no use in arguing with dear Ailsie, so I comforted her as best +I could. You girls who are away at school know all about it. The +homesick hours must come, and you wouldn't be really home-loving girls +if you didn't have them. But if one never went away from home, she +couldn't have the joy of going back there, and being met at the station +by her big brother, and having father and mother welcome her, and the +little ones show how much they had grown in her absence, even the cat +and dog showing their delight that one they had missed was with them +again. Poor puss, and poor collie and terrier, I often wonder at _their_ +dumb wonder and speculation as to what has become of their friends when +somebody in the house goes off and stays away a long while. They cannot +talk, but they purr or wag their tails, and all but laugh when the +friends return. Yes, girls, brace up, as your brothers say. A half-hour +at home will console you for the homesickness you suffer from when +absent. Keep up your courage, and at the worst remember that + + "The darkest day, + Live till to-morrow will have passed away." + +The woods are perfect dreams of beauty in these May days, and what with +the dogwood blossoms shining in starry splendor, and the laurel getting +ready to bloom, and the orchards drifting their pink-and-white blossoms +on the softly caressing winds, the world is a beautiful place. Be on the +lookout for exquisite things and you will surely find them. It is a pity +to go blindly through so much splendor. Use your eyes and _observe_; +every day will show you something new. + +Did you ever notice how cunningly some birds hide their nests, weaving +them of twigs just the color of the ground, and then sitting on their +eggs almost in your sight, yet so unobtrusively that you discover them +only by accident? The little sociable wrens, less timid and more +friendly, build their nests by the very house door, and are not afraid +to let you have a peep at their pretty housekeeping. Birds are +interesting neighbors to my mind. + +Anna C. asks what you must have at an afternoon tea. You _may_ have +anything you choose, sandwiches, small cakes, salads, ices, candies, +and, of course, tea served with cream and sugar, or with thin slices of +lemon and sugar. But you _must_ have, or, rather, you need only have, if +you wish, tea and very thin, daintily served slices of bread-and-butter. +The idea of afternoon tea is merely a light refreshment about five +o'clock in the afternoon, when you may have a few moments' pleasant chat +with the family and your friends, and when what you eat and drink is a +delicate accompaniment to the conversation. Among the most acceptable +sandwiches are those made with a crisp green lettuce leaf between thin +slices of bread-and-butter, the lettuce salted and sprinkled with +vinegar, or of very dainty brown bread with cottage cheese thinly spread +on the two inner sides. + +[Illustration: Signature] + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +Highest of all in Leavening Power.--Latest U. S. Gov't Report. + +[Illustration: Royal Baking Powder] + + + + +Books by Thomas W. 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Correspondents should address Editor Bicycling + Department. + + +[Illustration: Map] + +The map this week marks out one of the several different ways of going +from New York to Stamford, Connecticut, or any of the points along the +way. A good ride for an ordinary bicycle-rider who is not out to cover +distance, but wants to reach a certain point, stop for dinner and +return, is to go from Fifty-ninth Street to Portchester, which is about +twenty-five miles, making in all a fifty-mile run. This route may be +extended if the rider is looking for a longer distance, as far as +Stamford, which is perhaps about thirty-two miles from 110th Street. The +road is an uncomfortable one to ride over until the rider is well out of +the city, but after that it is reasonably good, except for the hills +before going into New Rochelle, and before going into Mamaroneck. + +The rider should enter Central Park at Fifty-ninth Street and Eighth +Avenue; thence diagonally over to the Eastern Drive, leaving the Park at +its northern end; up Lenox Avenue to 128th Street; then east to Third +Avenue, and then across the Third Avenue Bridge. Half a block north of +the bridge turn to the right on the southern Boulevard; follow the +southern Boulevard east to Union Avenue, something more than a mile, +with Belgian block pavement all the way. At Union Avenue it is well to +leave the southern Boulevard, because the macadamized road is so full of +holes, and otherwise in very bad condition. Go on Union Avenue about +one-half mile north over mud ruts, and come out upon Westchester Avenue. +Here the rider has sixteen blocks of Belgian block pavement eastward. +After this comes a badly macadamized road, which has several descents +and short sharp hills for about three blocks to Fox Street; thence go on +a fairly good road, improving all the way, to the village of West Farms, +where you cross the Bronx River and come out on the old Boston Post +Road. From here the road is macadamized and is very good, and the rider +should keep to it all the way to Stamford. Or he may turn right just out +of Bronxdale and go down to New Rochelle through Westchester, +Baychester, etc. In either case the road is the same after leaving New +Rochelle. + +There are many little hills between Pelham Bridge and New Rochelle, the +longest being in Neptune Park, just south of New Rochelle village. The +road is macadamized and in excellent order. There is a steep descent +about four blocks long as you approach Larchmont Manor, with a +corresponding hill to climb as you enter the village. There are three +hills, each about three blocks long, between Larchmont Manor and +Mamaroneck, the road being macadamized all the way. North of Mamaroneck +the road is macadamized and kept in excellent condition as far as Rye. +The road from Rye, thence around the north of Portchester, thence to +bridge at Bryan River, sharp turn to right here, and thence to +Greenwich, is a well-kept macadam. The rider may stop at Greenwich, if +he choose, but the run to Stamford to the north of Coscob at the head of +Coscob Bay is a good one. The country is rolling rather than hilly. +There are no specially steep hills in this district. + +At New Rochelle a stop may be made at the Hugenot House, after a run of +fourteen miles. By taking the turn to the right indicated on the map +just before entering Portchester, instead of turning sharp to the left +and following the bicycle route, the rider may run into Portchester and +stop at the Irving or the West End Hotel, while at Stamford the Stamford +House is in the centre of the town, and furnishes a suitable +stopping-place for the end of the journey. + + NOTE.--Map of New York city asphalted streets in No. 809. Map of + route from New York to Tarrytown in No. 810. + + + + +[Illustration: STAMPS] + + This Department is conducted in the interest of stamp collectors, + and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on the + subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address Editor + Stamp Department. + + +Since the finding of the variety in the twelve-cent stamp of the United +States, illustrated a short time ago, the collectors have been +industriously seeking for varieties in the other values in the same +series, and not without results, as two varieties are now mentioned in +other stamps, one of them being the seven-cent of the 1872 issue, and +the other in the current two-cent stamp. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +The first variety discovered is shown in the accompanying illustrations, +these showing the lower left-hand corners of the seven-cent stamp. In +Fig. 2 a very fine line will be noticed around the two points of the +bulb, these being absent in the other variety. As the seven-cent stamp +is somewhat scarce, young collectors will hardly be in a position to +sort a number over to look for the variety. + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +The other variety which has been found is shown in the two cuts given, +these representing the triangular ornaments in the upper corners of the +current two-cent stamps. In the ordinary or common variety the lines run +across the ornaments, while in the new variety the lines stop at the +frame of the triangles, thus causing them to show clearer. As there are +a great number of plates used for printing the two-cent values, the new +variety will probably be found in profusion, and it is interesting to +hunt for them. + +A recent despatch from Washington stated that the Attorney-General had +given it as his opinion that foreign postage-stamps were securities, and +therefore came under the law in relation to counterfeiting. This +opinion, it would seem, would stop the using of stamp cuts of any kind +in this country, but the publishers have as yet taken no notice of the +matter. + +The four, five, and fifteen cent values of the United States 1890 issue +have been found in an unperforated state. + +In the first issue of United States envelopes, in giving the various +dies of the three-cent value the catalogue gives the width of the labels +in millimetres as showing the dies. The label is the space at top of +stamp enclosing the word "Three," and in measuring you take from each +side of the label, in some dies the label being curved, and in some it +is straight on the ends. + + LOUIS A. DYAR.--There is no half-penny English postage stamp of a + dark blue color. A complete catalogue of all stamps can be had of + any dealer for about fifty cents. All English stamps issued + between 1858 and 1887 had letters in the corners. The first stamp + on the sheet was lettered A. B. in the upper corners, B. A. in the + lower corners. The next stamp was lettered A. C. in the upper, + C. A. in the lower, and so on. In addition each plate had a + separate number. + + R. F. J.--We cannot give addresses in this column. Apply to any + stamp dealer if you do not find a satisfactory advertisement in + the advertising columns of this paper. + + F. SMITH.--The two stamps described by you are very rare + Confederate locals. The New Orleans is worth from $2 to $5, + according to the color of the ink and paper. You do not describe + it sufficiently to determine whether it is the regular issue or + one of the red on blue paper. The other stamp is the Mobile black, + sold by dealers at $40 each. You are to be congratulated. + + A. K.--Yes. All United States stamps are increasing in value. + + K. C. B.--The 1838, 1845, 1847 United States cents are sold by + dealers at from five to fifteen cents each, according to + condition. There is one 1838 cent in which this date is struck + over the date 1836. That is a rare coin, and is worth $6. + + FRED. W. COON.--The Cape of Good Hope stamps made in 1861 are + woodcuts made for an emergency. The one penny blue and fourpenny + red of this issue are "errors," and are worth $250 each. + + ALBERT CURRIER.--The value of the two locals which are catalogued + at $35 and $20 respectively, which you wish to sell, depends + largely on their condition. This department cannot tell what a + dealer ought to give for them. If one dealer will not buy at your + price, perhaps another will, but remember dealers expect to, and, + in fact, must make a profit. + + M. B. W.--The United States Internal Revenue stamps on the back of + old photographs have no value as a rule. Many millions were used + every year for a long time. This is especially true of the + one-cent stamps, except the one marked Playing Cards. + + * * * * * + +THE SECOND SUMMER, + +many mothers believe, is the most precarious in a child's life; +generally it may be true, but you will find that mothers and physicians +familiar with the value of the Gail Borden Eagle Brand Condensed Milk do +not so regard it.--[_Adv._] + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +Physicians + +prescribe Scott's Emulsion of Cod-liver Oil and Hypophosphites because +they find their patients can tolerate it for a long time, as it does not +upset the stomach nor derange the digestion like the plain oil. + +Scott's Emulsion is as much easier to digest than the plain oil as milk +is easier to digest than butter. Besides, the fish-fat taste is taken +out of the oil, and it is almost palatable. The way sickly children, +emaciated, anaemic and consumptive adults, gain flesh on Scott's Emulsion +is very remarkable. + +_Don't be persuaded to accept a substitute!_ + +Scott & Bowne, N. Y. All Druggists. 50c. and $1. + + + + +MONARCH + +King of all Bicycles. + +[Illustration] + +TRADE-MARK. + +Five Styles. Weights, 18 to 25 Pounds. + +Prices, $85 and $100. + +MONARCH CYCLE CO. + +Factory and Main Office, Lake and Halsted Sts., Chicago. + +Eastern Branch: 79 Reade St., & 97 Chambers St., N.Y. + +The C. F. GUYON CO., Ltd., Managers. + + + + +[Illustration] + +Sick Headache + +AND + +Constipation + +are quickly and pleasantly + +cured by + +Tarrant's Effervescent Seltzer Aperient. + +The most valuable family remedy for + +Disordered Stomach + +and Impaired Digestion. + +50 cents and $1.00. All Druggists. + +TARRANT & CO., Chemists, N. Y. + + + + + * * * * * + +Postage Stamps, &c. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + +_STAMPS!_ _300_ fine mixed Victoria, Cape of G. H., India, Japan, etc., +with fine Stamp Album, only =10c.= New 80-p. Price-list =free=. _Agents +wanted_ at =50%= commission. STANDARD STAMP CO., 4 Nicholson Place, St. +Louis, Mo. Old U. S. and Confederate Stamps bought. + + + + +[Illustration] + +100 all dif. Venezuela, Costa Rica, etc., only 10c.; 200 all dif. Hayti, +Hawaii, etc., only 50c. Ag'ts wanted at 50 per ct. com. List FREE! + +=C. A. Stegmann=, 2722 Eads Av., St. Louis, Mo. + + + + +=50= var., all dif., 5c.; 12 var. Heligoland, 15c.; 6 var. Italy, 1858 +to 1862, 5c.; 3 var. Hanover, 5c.; 35 var. C. American, 50c. Agents +wanted. + +F. W. MILLER, 904 Olive St., St. Louis, Mo. + + + + +=100= all different, China, etc., 10c.; 5 Saxony, 10c.; 40 Spain, 40c.; +6 Tunis, 14c.; 10 U. S. Revenues, 10c. Agts. wtd., 50% com.; '95 list +free. + +CRITTENDEN & BORGMAN CO., Detroit, Mich. + + + + +=POSTAGE DUES.=--50c. and 30c., at 70c each; the pair for $1.25. +=Diamond Stamp Co., Germantown, Pa.= + + + + +PUZZLE PURSE. + +[Illustration] + +A first-class morocco purse with nickel frame and clasp. Can't be opened +without the secret; worth 25c. as a purse and $5.00 as a "brain +cracker." As sample of our 1000 Bargains we mail it postpaid with large +Catalogue for 10c. + +INGERSOLL & BRO., 65 CORTLANDT ST., N. Y. CITY. + + + + +[Illustration: If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE +WATER] + + + + +=HARPER'S CATALOGUE= thoroughly revised, classified, and indexed, will +be sent by mail to any address on receipt of ten cents. + + + + +Twenty-three Puzzle Awards and Answers. + + +The West carried off the honors in the Twenty-three Club Contest, and +they are high honors, for the questions were very difficult. The answers +follow. The authority for most of them is Mr. Joseph West Moore's +_History of the American Congress_, just published. + +1. Nathaniel Macon. 2. Benjamin Harrison, great-grandfather of +ex-President Benjamin Harrison. 3. John Hancock. 4. James Oglethorpe. 5. +Gen. John Newton. 6. Jonathan Edwards. 7. Miles Standish; Gov. William +Bradford. 8. Eliphalet Nott. 9. Thos. H. Benton. 10. Thomas Corwin. 11. +Gen. Sam Houston. 12. James Otis. 13. George Washington. 14. Davy +Crockett. 15. Geo. B. Roberts. 16. James Fitch. 17. Jared Ingersoll. 18. +Thomas Godfrey. 19. Bayard Taylor. 20. Charles Ellet. 21. Robt. R. +Livingston. 22. Anne C. de la Luzerne. 23. Henry D. Thoreau. 24. George +Inness. 25. Henry Inman. 26. John Adams. 27. William Lloyd Garrison. 28. +Oliver Hazard Perry. 29. Stephen A. Douglas. 30. Timothy Ruggles. + +Longfellow credits Miles Standish with the sending back of the +snake-skin, and the "S" in his name is needed to get the second answer: +but the act is also credited to Governor William Bradford. Hence both +were accepted. George Inness is the correct answer to Number 24, for the +puzzle was particular to say "the late." + +The first prize, for sending correct answers to the greatest number of +questions, was won by Alga Fawcett, of Minnesota, and is $10 in money. +Two second prizes of $3 each are awarded to John Morton Espey, of +Pennsylvania, and Frances C. Bliven, of distant Washington. Two third +prizes of $1 each are given to John H. Blair, of New York (Ithaca), and +Walter Johnson, of Minnesota. And nine Columbian half-dollars, as fourth +prizes, are sent to Marion Miller, of Maryland; Marguerite Clow, of +Minnesota; Edmund Rice, Jr., of Washington; Harold D. Sampson and +Kenneth Burton, of Wisconsin; Gertrude G. Wilcox, of Massachusetts; +Esther Neilson, of Pennsylvania; Mary T. Porter, of New York, and Katie +Bartholow, of Maryland. + +The first prize winner got 25 correct answers; the second, 24; the +third, 23, and the Columbian half-dollar winners, 22 and 21. + +If the last names of the twenty-three members of the Club be rightly +arranged the initials spell "The Landing of the Pilgrims." Prizes of +bound volumes of HARPER'S YOUNG PEOPLE were offered for finding this +sentence, no regard being had for the number of names found. The winners +are: Pennsylvania, William F. Campbell; Wisconsin, Harold D. Sampson and +Kenneth Burton; Washington, Edmund Rice, Jr.; Illinois, Alice Enright; +New England, Helen C. Hopkins; Minnesota, Alice E. Dyar; Michigan, Henry +Martin Jones; Indiana, James Gibbons; New York and New Jersey, Mary T. +Porter (New York); Missouri and Kansas, Mary T. Robinson; Tennessee, +Frank Hopkins; Manitoba, Jules E. Marjoribanks; and "at large," Pansy +Caldwell, of Alabama, and Maddie C. Marshall, of South Carolina. + + + + +Round Table Chapters. + + +No. 687.--The Washington Chapter, of Warsaw, Ill. Phillip Dallam, Willie +Hoffman. Box 106, Warsaw. + +No. 688.--The Grove Literary and Musical Chapter, of New York city. +Hattie Lovell; Edythe G. Hathaway, 67 Horatio street. + +No. 689.--The Whittier Chapter, of Englewood, Ill. Percy Wilkinson, +Raymond Hathaway, Stearns Bushnell, Herbert Snider. Other members are +Morey Porter, George Ray, William Mueller. Its meetings are held on +Friday. Chapter address, 439 Englewood Avenue. + +No. 690.--The Charleston Stamp Exchange Chapter, of Charleston, S. C. It +desires to correspond with other stamp exchange Chapters, and would like +members from other cities. Chapter address, James E. Nestor, 26 Pinckney +Street. + +No. 691.--The El Dora Social Club, of San Francisco, Cal. J. J. Cohn, +George Dreck, George Rosenberg, S. Michels. Other members are Edward +Blanchard, Al Williams, Aaron Lewis, Dave and Hyman Caro. Its object is +social amusement, and it would like members from all parts of the globe. +Chapter address, 669 McAllister Street. + +No. 692.--The Margaret Sangster Chapter, of Salem, Mass. Bessie Fabens, +Katherine Wardwell, Grace Oliver; Eleanor Little, 40 Chestnut Street. + + + + +Kinks. + + +No. 83.--DOUBLE ACROSTIC. + + 1. Clotted blood. + 2. Smooth. + 3. A circle. + 4. A denomination of money. + 5. Superficial contents. + 6. Time of day. + 7. An enclosure. + +The initials and finals, read downward, give the names of two countries. + + SIMON T. STERN. + + * * * * * + +No. 84.--AN EASY DIAMOND. + +1. A letter. 3. A verb. 3. To crush. 4. A verb. 5. A letter. + + ADA JEMPSON. + + * * * * * + +No. 85.--A RIDDLE. + + Animal, nor vegetable, + Nor mineral am I; + A natural product, I exist + From two to six feet high. + I am not she, I am not he. + But just between the two, + You'll often see me take my place, + And sometimes hear me too. + I have no breadth, I have no length, + I'm neither thin nor thick, + I'm used to show a faithful love, + And mark a traitor's trick. + I'm mentioned oft in Holy Writ, + Both in the Old and New, + And strongly recommended there + By holy men and true. + + J. M. C. + + * * * * * + +No. 86. + + My first is in house, but not in barn, + My second is in sock, but not in darn, + My third is in love, but not in hate, + My fourth is in worm, but not in bait, + My fifth is in eight, but not in six, + My last's in slab, and likewise in sticks, + My whole an author is whose name and worth + Are known and cherished over all the earth. + + HORACE F. MAYOR. + + + + +Answers to Kinks in No. 808. + +King, French, Swett, Bangs, Sangster, Henderson, Patterson, Stuart, +Pyle, Lillie, Munroe, Curtis, Otis, Gibson, Brooks. + + * * * * * + +Priscilla. + + * * * * * + +BOYS' NAMES. + +1. Sam, 2. Lew, 3. Adam, 4. Ed, 5. Rob, 6. George, 7. Andy, 8. Andrew, +9. Dan, 10. Lee. + + + + +College Yells and Colors. + + +The TABLE is indebted to many members for replies to the question asked +by "M. T." about college yells and colors. + +Amherst.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Rah! Amherst!"--Purple and white. + +Annapolis.--Navy blue and old-gold. + +Bowdoin.--"B-o-w-d-o-i-n Rah, Rah, Rah."--White. + +Hamilton.--"Rah! rah! rah! Ham-il-ton, zip rah boom!"--Rose pink. + +Johns Hopkins.--"Hullaballoo, Kanuck, Kanuck! Hullaballoo, Kanuck, +Kanuck! Hoorah! Hoorah; J. H. U.!"--Black and blue. + +Lafayette.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Tiger Lafayette!"--Maroon and white. + +Lehigh.--"Hoo, ray ray! Hoo, ray ray! Ray ray ray, Lehigh!"--Brown and +white. + +Leland Stanford Junior University.--"Rah-Rah-Rah (three times) +Stanford!"--Cardinal. + +Oberlin.--"Hi!-O!-Hi!-O!-Hi-O!-Hi!-Hi!-O! Hi! O-ber-lin!"--Crimson and +gold. + +University of Alabama.--"Rah, hoo, ree! Universitee! Rah, hoo! Wah, hoo! +A. C. U.!"--Crimson and white. + +University of California.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Cali-forn-i-a U. C. Berk-lee +Zip-Boom-ah!"--Blue and gold. + +University of Chicago.--"Chi-ca-go! Chi-ca-go! Chi-ca-go go! +Go-it-Chi-ca! Go-it-Chi-ca! Go-it-Chi-ca-go!"--Maroon. + +University of Michigan.--"U. of M. Hurrah! Hurrah! Hoo-rah! Hoo-rah! +Michigan! Michigan! rah! rah! rah!"--Maize and blue. + +University of Pennsylvania.--"Rah! Rah! Rah! Penn-syl-vani-ah!" +(seldom used). "'Ray! 'Ray! 'Ray! Penn-syl-vani-a!" (short and +sharp). This is the most common form. "Hoo-rah! Hoo-rah! Hoorah! +Penn-syl-va-ni-ah-h-h!" Each syllable is strongly accented, and the "ah" +prolonged. + +Following are sporadic, borrowed from no one knows where + +THE OLLY-KAZOOK. + + Olly-kazook-Alack! Alack! + Olly-kazook-Alack! Alack! + Hoorah! Hoorah! Penn-syl-va-ni ah! + +THE OWSKI-WOW-WOW. + + Owski-wow-wow! + Whisky-wow-wow! + Holy-muckeli! + Kentuckyi! + Pennsylvanyi! + +These last two are not the Pennsylvania yells, strictly speaking, but +they are used at nearly all games, etc., for a change now and then. +Another prime favorite is a melancholy chant. + +"Oh me! Oh my! How we blacked the Tiger's eye!" The colors are red and +blue. + +University of Vermont.--"Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah! U. V. M.! rah, +rah!"--Straw and darkgreen. + +University of Virginia.--"Rah-rah-rah, Uni-v! Rah-rah-rah, ver-si-tee! +Ver-gin-i-a!"--Navy blue and orange. + +Vanderbilt.--"Vanderbilt, Rah, Rah, Rah! Whiz Boom! Zip-Boom, Rah, Rah, +Rah!"--Black and old-gold. + +Vassar.--Rose and gray + +Wesleyan.--"Rah, Rah, Rah Rah, Wes-lei-an-a! Rah Rah Rah Rah +Rah!"--Cardinal and black. + +West Point.--"Rah! Rah! Ray! Rah! Rah! Ray! West Point! West Point! +Armay!"--Black and gray. + +Thanks are due to the following for the information given. Grant Knauff, +Jun., F. M. E., R. H., Clara Rompano, Harold Simonds, R. C. Wente, +Dudley S. Steele, A. D. J., Isabelle Willis, B. F. E. Lantie V. Blum, +Harry B. Reese, and V. J. Smith. + + + + +Want Corner. + + +Samuel Byers, Sandiford, Philadelphia, sends the TABLE an account of a +trip which he and about twenty young friends made to New York last +winter. His account is admirably written. His grammar, construction, and +penmanship are away above the average for his age. He tells about visits +made by his jolly party to the Art Museum, to an ocean ship, and many +other places. We do not print his letter in full, because he describes +sights that are already quite familiar, by description at least. We know +his party had a good time, for it called at Franklin Square, and a look +at the jolly faces demonstrated it. Sir Samuel belongs to a Chapter +which wants correspondents everywhere, specially about moths, minerals, +and flowers. Write him for names of individual members. You can get some +good correspondents among them of both sexes. + +Harrie O. Bender, 5903 Tulip Street, Wissinoming, Philadelphia, Station +F., is, we think, a member of the same Chapter as the preceding--the +Sylvia. At any rate, the Sylvia has the same wants. It seeks to make a +collection of pressed flowers from all over the world. Won't you help +it? Of course it sends flowers in return. Hubbard Marsh asks how to cure +the skins of small animals. Won't some member ask a taxidermist and send +the information in the form of a Table morsel? We will print it with due +acknowledgment and thanks. The TABLE is in receipt of a long letter from +its old friend, Janet Cowley, whose present address is care W. E. Moxon, +Bungalow, Sherwood Road, Toowong, Brisbane, Queensland, Australia. +Writing in January, she says the weather is oppressively hot--such is +the difference in seasons. She also says that the Table's other +Karnerunga friend, Constance Smith, is married and living in Sydney. +Lady Janet promises to answer all her American correspondents as early +as their number and her time permits. + + + + +[Illustration: THE CAMERA CLUB] + + Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly + answered by the editor of this column, and we should be glad to + hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions. + + +It is a fortunate thing for the would-be amateur photographer that a +dark-room, used exclusively for photographic work, is not one of the +"must-haves" of photography. 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I have Sighed to Rest Me, A Life on the Ocean Wave, Be Kind +to the Loved Ones at Home, Blue Juniata; Chime Again, Beautiful Bells; +Do They Miss Me at Home? In Happy Moments, Old House at Home, Rain Upon +the Roof, The Vacant Chair. + +=No. 4.= Dublin Bay, Happy Are We To-Night, Boys: Keller's American +Hymn, Ossian's Serenade, Rock Me to Sleep, Mother; Search Through the +Wide World, Sweeter than the Breath of Morning, Trancadillo, When the +Bloom is on the Rye. + +=No. 5.= All Among the Barley, Ben Bolt, Fair Land of Poland, Home +Again, Maryland, My Maryland; Speed, My Bark; Thou Art So Near and Yet +So Far; Tramp, Tramp, Tramp; When I Come; Within this Sacred Dwelling. + +=No. 6.= Alice Gray, Andreas Hofer, Eyes So Blue and Dreaming, Faded +Flowers, Listen to the Mocking Bird, Jamie's on the Stormy Sea, Men of +Harlech, Rockaway, She Wore a Wreath of Roses, Tenting on the Old Camp +Ground. + +=No. 7.= Cousin Jedediah, Gentle Annie, Hark, I Hear an Angel Sing; +Irish Emigrants Lament, Touch the Harp Gently, Love's Golden Dream; The +Years Creep Slowly by, Lorena; O Give Me but My Arab Steed, The Star of +Glengary. + +=No. 8.= Chimes of Zurich, Flow, Rio Verde; There's a Good Time Coming, +I'd Weep with Thee, Lone Starry Hours, Lovely Nancy, Johnny Schmoker, +Mermaid's Evening Song, Old Easy Chair by the Fire, The German +Fatherland. + +Sold Everywhere. Price, 50 cents; Boards, 60 cents; Cloth, $1.00. Full +contents of the Several Numbers, with Specimen Pages of favorite Songs +and Hymns sent, without cost, to any address. + +Harper & Brothers, New York. + + + + +OPENING OF THE CIRCUS SEASON. + +AN ACT "NOT DOWN ON THE BILLS." + + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration] + + + + +IT DIDN'T WORK. + + +It isn't always safe for a small boy to take his father's jokes and +games too seriously. This was shown very plainly at one time by the +experience of an Englishman and his son upon a railway journey which +they took together. While the little fellow was gazing out of the open +window his father slipped the hat off the boy's head in such a way as to +make his son believe that it had fallen out of the window. The boy was +very much upset by his supposed loss, when his father consoled him by +saying that he would "whistle it back." A little later he whistled, and +the hat reappeared. Not long after the little lad seized upon his +father's hat, and flinging it out of the window, shouted, "Now, papa, +whistle your hat back again!" + + + + +A DAINTY FOR ELEPHANTS. + + +If there is anything in the world that an elephant loves better than a +peanut it is an orange, and if any boy who reads this wishes, when he +goes to the circus, to give the massive creature an especial treat, +instead of paying five cents for a bag of peanuts to put in the +elephant's trunk, let him purchase for the same money one good-sized +orange, and present that to the small-eyed, flat-eared monster. A number +of years ago, in a book which was called _Leaves from the Life of a +Special Correspondent_, Mr. O'Shea, the author of the book, gave the +following description of an adventure he had with a herd of elephants. +Said he: "A young friend asked me once to show him some elephants, and I +took him along with me, having first borrowed an apron and filled it +with oranges. This he was to carry whilst accompanying me in the stable, +but the moment we reached the door the herd set up such a +trumpeting--they had scented the fruit--that he dropped the apron and +its contents, and scuttled off like a scared rabbit. There were eight +elephants, and when I picked up the oranges I found I had twenty-five. I +walked deliberately along the line, giving one to each. When I got to +the extremity of the narrow stable I turned, and was about to begin the +distribution again, when I suddenly reflected that if elephant No. 7 in +the row saw me give two oranges in succession to No. 8 he might imagine +he was being cheated, and give me a smack with his trunk--that is where +the elephant falls short of the human being--so I went to the door and +began at the beginning as before. Thrice I went along the line, and then +I was in a fix. I had one orange left, and I had to get back to the +door. Every elephant in the herd had his greedy gaze focussed on that +orange. It was as much as my life was worth to give it to any one of +them. What was I to do? I held it up conspicuously, coolly peeled it, +and ate it myself. It was most amusing to notice the way those elephants +nudged each other and shook their ponderous sides. They thoroughly +entered into the humor of the thing." + + + + +ARITHMETIC. + + +MAMMA. "Suppose you have four apple-dumplings, Willie, and you eat +three, then what do you have?" + +WILLIE. "Nightmare." + + + + +IN MEMORIAM. + + + My broken soldiers, made of lead, + Are buried in the garden bed, + And lovely flowers o'er them play, + For this is Decoration day. + + + + +TOMMY'S PROGRESS. + + +MAMMA. "You may open your school report, Tommy, and tell me how you have +been doing this week." + +TOMMY. "Oh, here is the highest mark, mamma, a 1." + +MAMMA. "And what is that for, Tommy?" + +TOMMY. "Days absent, 1." + + + + +JOHNNY'S COUNTING. + + +JOHNNY. "Mamma, I can count all the way up to twelve." + +MAMMA. "And what comes after twelve, Johnny?" + +JOHNNY. "Recess." + + + + +AN APPEAL. + + +"Papa," said Jennie, climbing upon her father's knee, "don't you think +that 'stead o' ten cents a week you could give me fifteen?" + +"Well, I don't know, my dear," was the answer. "What do you want of the +extra five cents?" + +"I thought my dollie was old enough to have a 'lowance, and I want to +give it to her." + + + + +A POSSIBLE EXPLANATION. + + +"I know how Columbus made that egg stand up," said Wilbur. "He had it +hatched first." + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, May 14, 1895, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, MAY 14, 1895 *** + +***** This file should be named 32961.txt or 32961.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/3/2/9/6/32961/ + +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. Special rules, +set forth in the General Terms of Use part of this license, apply to +copying and distributing Project Gutenberg-tm electronic works to +protect the PROJECT GUTENBERG-tm concept and trademark. 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