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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, June 4, 1895 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 27, 2010 [EBook #32999] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, JUNE 4, 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_CHINESE_CREW"><b>A CHINESE CREW.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#THORNTONS_USELESS_STUDY"><b>THORNTON'S USELESS STUDY.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#HELENS_CHOICE"><b>HELEN'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="#A_MINIATURE_RAILROAD_SYSTEM"><b>A MINIATURE RAILROAD SYSTEM.</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#SOME_DONTS_FOR_SWIMMERS"><b>SOME DONT'S FOR SWIMMERS.</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="#THE_CAMERA_CLUB"><b>THE CAMERA CLUB</b></a></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><a href="#KING_ARTHUR_AND_HIS_KNIGHTS"><b>KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS.</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="#BICYCLING"><b>BICYCLING</b></a></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_569" id="Page_569">[Pg 569]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 1000px;"> +<img src="images/ill_001.jpg" width="1000" height="331" alt="HARPER'S 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, JUNE 4, 1895.</td><td align='right'>FIVE CENTS A COPY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>VOL. XVI.—NO. 814.</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="472" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2>HEROES OF AMERICA.</h2> + +<h3>THE FLAG-BEARER.</h3> + +<h3>BY THE HONORABLE THEODORE ROOSEVELT.</h3> + +<div class="figleft" style="width: 202px;"> +<img src="images/ill_003.jpg" width="202" height="200" alt="Decorative I" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>n no war since the close of the great Napoleonic struggles has the +fighting been so obstinate and bloody as in the civil war. Much has been +said in song and story of the obstinate courage of the Guards at +Inkerman, of the charge of the Light Brigade, and of the terrible +fighting and loss of the German at Mars la Tour and Gravelotte. The +praise bestowed upon the British and Germans for their valor, and for +the loss that proved their valor, was well deserved. But there were over +one hundred and twenty regiments, Union and Confederate, each of which +in some one battle of the civil war suffered a greater loss than any +English regiment at Inkerman or at any other battle in the Crimea; +greater loss than was suffered by any German regiment at Gravelotte, or +at any other battle of the Franco-Prussian war. No European regiment in +any recent struggle has suffered such losses as at Gettysburg befell the +1st Minnesota, when 82 per cent. of the officers and men were killed and +wounded; or the 141st Pennsylvania, which lost 76 per cent., or the 26th +North Carolina, which lost 72 per cent.; such as at the second battle of +Manassas befell the 101st New York, which lost 74 per cent.; and the +21st Georgia, which lost 76 per cent. At Cold Harbor the 25th +Massachusetts lost 70 per cent., and the 10th Tennessee at Chickamauga +68 per cent.; while at Shiloh the 9th Illinois lost 63 per cent., and +the 6th Mississippi 70 per cent.; and at Antietam the 1st<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_570" id="Page_570">[Pg 570]</a></span> Texas lost 82 +per cent. The loss of the Light Brigade in killed and wounded in its +famous charge at Balaklava was but 37 per cent.</p> + +<p>These figures show the terrible punishment endured by these +regiments—chosen at random from the head of the list—which shows the +slaughter roll of the civil war. Yet the shattered remnant of each +regiment preserved its organization, and many of the severest losses +were suffered by regiments in the hour of triumph, and not of disaster. +Thus, the 1st Minnesota at Gettysburg suffered its appalling loss while +charging a greatly superior force, which it drove before it; and the +little huddle of wounded and unwounded men who survived their victorious +charge actually kept both the flag they had captured and the ground from +which they had driven their foes.</p> + +<p>A number of the Continental regiments under Washington, Greene, and +Wayne did valiant fighting, and suffered severe loss. Several of the +regiments raised on the Northern frontier in 1814 showed, under Brown +and Scott, that they were able to meet the best troops of England on +equal terms in the open, and even to overmatch them in fair fight with +the bayonet. The regiments which in the Mexican war, under the lead of +Taylor, captured Monterey, and beat back Santa Anna at Buena Vista, or +which, with Scott as commander, stormed Molino Del Rey and Chapultepec, +proved their ability to bear terrible loss, to wrest victory from +overwhelming numbers, and to carry by open assault positions of +formidable strength held by a veteran army. But in none of these three +wars was the fighting so resolute and bloody as in the civil war.</p> + +<p>Countless deeds of heroism were performed by Northerner and by +Southerner, by officer and by private, in every year of the great +snuggle. The immense majority of these deeds went unrecorded, and were +known to few beyond the immediate participants. Of those that were +noticed it would be impossible even to make a dry catalogue in ten such +volumes as this. All that can be done is to choose out two or three acts +of heroism not as exceptions, but as examples of hundreds of others. The +times of war are iron times, and bring out all that is best as well as +all that is basest, in the human heart. In a full recital of the civil +war, as of every other great conflict, there would stand out in naked +relief feats of wonderful daring and self-devotion, and, mixed among +them, deeds of cowardice, of treachery, of barbarous brutality. Sadder +still, such a recital would show strange contrasts in the careers of +individual men—men who at one time act well and nobly, and at another +time ill and basely. But though the ugly truths must not be blinked, and +though the lessons they teach should be set forth by every historian, +and learned by every statesman and soldier, yet these are not the truths +on which it is best worth while to dwell. For our good-fortune the +lessons best worth learning in the nation's past are lessons of heroism.</p> + +<p>From time immemorial the armies of every warlike people have set the +highest value upon the standards they bore to battle. To guard one's own +flag against capture is the pride, to capture the flag of one's enemy +the ambition, of every valiant soldier. In consequence, in every war +between peoples of good military record, feats of daring performed by +color-bearers are honorably common. The civil war was full of such +incidents. Out of very many, two or three stand as especially +noteworthy.</p> + +<p>One occurred at Fredericksburg on the day when half the brigades of +Meagher and Caldwell lay on the bloody slope leading up to the +Confederate entrenchments. Among the assaulting regiments was the 5th +New Hampshire, and it lost 186 out of 300 men who made the charge. The +survivors fell back sullenly behind a fence, within easy range of the +Confederate rifle pits. Just before reaching it the last of the +color-guard was shot, and the flag fell in the open. A Captain, Perry, +instantly ran out to rescue it, and, as he reached it, was shot through +the heart; another Captain, Murray, made the same attempt, and was also +killed; and so was a third, Moore. Several private soldiers met a like +fate. They were all killed close to the flag, and their dead bodies fell +across one another. Taking advantage of this breastwork Lieutenant +Nettleton crawled from behind the fence to the colors, and bore back the +blood-won trophy.</p> + +<p>Another took place at Gaines Mill, where Gregg's 1st South Carolina +formed part of the attacking force. The resistance was desperate, and +the fury of the assault unsurpassed. At one point it fell to the lot of +this regiment to bear the brunt of carrying a certain strong position. +Moving forward at a run, the South-Carolinians were swept by a fierce +and searching fire. Young James Taylor, a lad of sixteen, was carrying +the flag, and was killed after being shot down three times, twice rising +and struggling onward with the colors. The third time he fell the flag +was seized by George Cotchet, and when he in turn fell, by Shubrick +Hayne. Hayne was also struck down almost immediately, and the fourth +lad, for none of them were over twenty years old, grasped the colors, +and fell mortally wounded across the body of his friend. The fifth, +Gadsden Holmes, was pierced with no less than seven balls. The sixth +man, Dominick Spellman, more fortunate, but not less brave, bore the +flag throughout the rest of the battle.</p> + +<p>Yet another occurred at Antietam. The 7th Maine, then under the command +of Major T. W. Hyde, was one of the hundreds of regiments that on many +hard-fought fields established a reputation for dash and unyielding +endurance. Toward the early part of the day at Antietam it merely took +its share in the charging and long-range firing with the New York and +Vermont regiments, which were its immediate neighbors in the line. The +fighting was very heavy. In one of the charges the Maine men passed over +what had been a Confederate regiment. The gray clad soldiers were lying, +both ranks, soldiers and officers, as they fell, for so many had been +killed or disabled that it seemed as if the whole regiment was prone in +death.</p> + +<p>Much of the time the Maine men lay on the battle-field hugging the +ground under a heavy artillery fire, but beyond the reach of ordinary +musketry. One of the privates, named Knox, was a wonderful shot, and had +received permission to use his own special rifle, a weapon accurately +sighted for very long range. While the regiment thus lay under the storm +of shot and shell he asked leave to go to the front, and for an hour +afterwards his companions heard his rifle crack every few minutes. Major +Hyde finally, from curiosity, crept forward to see what he was doing, +and found that he had driven every man away from one section of a +Confederate battery, tumbling over gunner after gunner as they came +forward to fire. One of his victims was a general officer, whose horse +he killed. At the end of an hour or so a piece of shell took off the +breech of his pet rifle, and he returned disconsolate: but after a few +minutes he gathered three rifles left by wounded men, and went back +again to his work.</p> + +<p>At five o'clock in the afternoon the regiment was suddenly called upon +to undertake a hopeless charge, owing to the blunder of a brigade +commander, who was a gallant veteran of the Mexican war, but who was +also given to drink. Opposite the Union lines at this point were some +hay-stacks near a group of farm buildings. They were right in the centre +of the Confederate position, and sharpshooters stationed among them were +picking off the Union gunners. The brigadier, thinking that they were +held by but a few skirmishers, rode up to where the 7th Maine was lying +on the ground, and said, "Major Hyde, take your regiment and drive the +enemy from those trees and buildings." Hyde saluted, and said that he +had seen a large force of rebels go in among the buildings, probably two +brigades in all. The brigadier answered, "Are you afraid to go, sir?" +and repeated the order emphatically. "Give the order so the regiment can +hear it, and we are ready, sir," said Hyde. This was done, and +"Attention!" brought every man to his feet. With the regiment were two +young boys, who carried the marking guidons, and Hyde ordered these to +the rear. They pretended to go, but as soon as the regiment charged came +along with it. One of them lost his arm, and the other was killed on the +field. The colors were carried by the color corporal, Harry Campbell.</p> + +<p>Hyde gave the orders to left face and forward, and the Maine men marched +out in front of a Vermont regiment which lay beside them. Then, facing +to the front, they crossed a sunken road, which was so filled with dead +and wounded Confederates that Hyde's horse had to step on<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_571" id="Page_571">[Pg 571]</a></span> them to get +over. Once across, they stopped for a moment in the trampled corn to +straighten the line, and then charged toward the right of the barns. On +they went, at the double-quick, fifteen skirmishers ahead, under +Lieutenant Butler, Major Hyde on the light, on his Virginia +thoroughbred, and Adjutant Haskell to the left, on a big white horse. +The latter was shot down at once, as was his horse, and Hyde rode round +in front of the regiment just in time to see a long line of men in gray +rise from behind the stone wall of the Hagerstown pike, which was to +their right, and pour in a volley: but it mostly went over their heads. +He then ordered his men to left oblique. Just as they were abreast a +hill to the right of the barns, Hyde, being some twenty feet ahead, +looked over its top and saw several regiments of Confederates, jammed +close together, and waiting at the ready; so he gave the order left +flank, and, still at the double-quick, took his column past the barns +and buildings towards an orchard on the hither side, hoping that he +could get his men back before they were cut off, for they were faced by +ten times their number. By going through the orchard he expected to be +able to take advantage of a hollow, and partially escape the destructive +flank fire on his return.</p> + +<p>To hope to keep the barns from which they had driven the sharpshooters +was vain, for the single Maine regiment found itself opposed to portions +of no less than four Confederate brigades, at least a dozen regiments +all told. When the men got to the orchard fence, Sergeant Benson +wrenched apart the tall pickets to let through Hyde's horse. While he +was doing this a shot struck his haversack, and the men all laughed at +the sight of the flying hardtack. Going into the orchard there was a +rise of ground, and the Confederates fired several volleys at the Maine +men, and then charged them. Hyde's horse was twice wounded, but was +still able to go on. No sooner were the men in blue beyond the fence +than they got into line, and met the Confederates, as they came crowding +behind, with a slaughtering fire, and then charged, driving them back. +The color corporal was still carrying the colors, though one of his arms +had been broken; but when half-way through the orchard Hyde heard him +call out as he fell, and turned back to save the colors, if possible. +The apple-trees were short and thick, and he could not see much, and the +Confederates speedily got between him and his men. Immediately, with the +cry of "Rally, boys, to save the Major," back surged the regiment, and a +volley, at arm's-length, destroyed all the foremost of their pursuers: +so they rescued both their commander and the flag, which was carried off +by Corporal Ring. Hyde then formed the regiment on the colors, +sixty-eight men all told out of two hundred and forty who had begun the +charge, and they slowly marched back toward their place in the Union +line, while the New-Yorkers and Vermonters rose from the ground cheering +and waving their hats. Next day, when the Confederates had retired a +little from the field, the color corporal, Campbell, was found in the +orchard dead, propped up against a tree, with his pipe beside him.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_CHINESE_CREW" id="A_CHINESE_CREW"></a>A CHINESE CREW.</h2> + +<p>Over the mantel in Grandfather Sterling's dining-room hung the picture +of a great Newfoundland dog, painted so true to life that it seemed +possible to run one's hand through the masses of rough curly hair as the +big honest brown eyes looked down wistfully at the table just below the +heavy oak frame.</p> + +<p>One winter day when Ralph Pell and his grandfather met at +breakfast-time, a northeast wind was whistling around the corner of the +old mansion, and hurling the snow with a musical tapping against the +window-panes.</p> + +<p>The white-haired sailor looked up at the picture of the noble animal, +saying, with a touch of affection in his voice: "Well, Nero, good old +fellow, this is one of the kind of days you used to love. How you +enjoyed plunging and rolling into a big snow drift, and making the white +flakes fly!"</p> + +<p>"Grandpop," said Ralph, "you have never told me about Nero. Did he ever +go to sea with you?"</p> + +<p>"Go to sea with me, boy? Why, Nero was first mate with me once, and a +good one, too, when I had a Chinese crew on my vessel."</p> + +<p>"Oh, do tell me the story, please, grandpop," exclaimed Ralph, "for it +must be a funny one."</p> + +<p>"Um! Not so funny as you think, perhaps; but I'll spin you the yarn, and +let you judge. Well, when I was a strapping young fellow, 'way back in +the forties, I sailed out of the port of Boston as mate of the bark +<i>Eagle</i>, bound to Hong-Kong, which place, as your geography tells you, +is in China. We had a quick passage out, but found nothing in the way of +a good freight just then offering for home, so we remained for several +weeks with our mud-hook—as sailors call the anchor—dropped in the same +place. It was the unhealthy season, and, one by one, our crew sickened, +and were sent on shore to the hospital. Next the Captain was taken down, +and I found myself, with the second mate, the only man left on board the +vessel.</p> + +<p>"Just at this time the Captain was offered a good paying charter to +carry a cargo up the coast, so he ordered me to ship a new crew for the +trip, and to take his place as Captain, saying that he would be himself +again when I returned. There was not a white sailor to be engaged in the +port, so I shipped a crew of coolies, as the lower class of natives are +called, stowed my cargo, and set sail; but as this class of Chinamen are +very dirty in the way of their clothes and habits, I took care to lock +the door of the forecastle-house, in which the sailors sleep, and to +make the natives take up sleeping quarters on a lot of mats thrown on +top of the cargo in the hold.</p> + +<p>"As ill luck would have it, the poor second mate, who had made several +voyages to the pig-tail country, and could talk pigeon-English so as to +be understood by the moon-eyed sailors, went out of his head with the +fever, and jumped overboard in his delirium the second night after +leaving port. This left me to deal with a crowd of men who could not +comprehend a single order I gave them. However, as the place to which we +were bound was only about two days' sail away, and as the wind was +favorable, I kept the ship on her course.</p> + +<p>"Of all the exasperating times I have ever had, that was the worst. When +I wanted the crew to man a certain rope, I was obliged to cast it off +the pin, put it in their hands, and make signs to them what they were to +do with it; but half the time they would slack away when I wanted them +to haul, so that between my anxiety and ill-humor and their surliness we +speedily got on very bad terms, and I soon noticed an ugly disposition +on their part toward me. I believe that the men would have turned on me +if it had not been for the Captain's big dog Nero, who followed me +wherever I moved, and who growled wickedly at the evil-looking crew +whenever he saw them look threateningly at me.</p> + +<p>"In addition to the navigating of the ship, I was obliged to constantly +superintend the setting and taking in of the sails, the steering of the +ship, and many other matters, so that I dared not go below even for my +meals. The afternoon of the day before I expected to reach port I was +completely worn out with my labors, and almost sick from lack of sleep. +At last I could stand guard no longer, so I went through a regular +pantomime with the man at the wheel, signifying that he was to keep the +ship going just as she was. Then I threw myself down on top of the +cabin-house, and immediately fell asleep.</p> + +<p>"It was quite dark when I was awaked by Nero shaking me roughly and +uttering loud and angry yelps. In one jump I made the wheel, jammed it +hard over, brought the vessel to her course again, then called Nero, who +stood on top of the cabin whining in an ugly way at the Chinamen who +were grouped about the door of the carpenter's shop alongside the +galley.</p> + +<p>"I saw through the trick at once. The wheelsman had calculated that by +deserting his post, the ship would fly up into the wind and be wrecked +in the strong breeze then blowing. In this way the vengeful spirit of +the men was to be satisfied. When they saw that their plan had failed +they sullenly entered the hold through the booby-hatch, and that was the +last I ever saw of my Chinese crew.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_572" id="Page_572">[Pg 572]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I waited a little while, then lashed the wheel, pulled off my shoes, +and sneaking forward noiselessly closed the door of the hatch and +slipped the bolt into its socket. That accomplished, I went back to the +wheel much easier in mind, for I knew that the crew could not gain the +deck in any other way.</p> + +<p>"During the night the wind died completely away, leaving the vessel +becalmed, and the sea subsided into long, easy swells. I dozed at +intervals, trusting to Nero to warn me of any new danger, and so +obtained some little rest. Just before daybreak, upon awakening from one +of these cat-naps, I became sensible that the ship was lifting in a very +sluggish way to the seas, and that her motion was new and strange. +Casting my eyes over the side, I was almost petrified to see that the +vessel had settled in the water almost to her deck-line, and was rapidly +sinking under my feet. At the same instant there came a violent pounding +forward from the inside of the booby-hatch and a chorus of wild and +agonizing yells.</p> + +<p>"In a flash the heathenish trick was revealed to me. The Chinamen had +determined not to be cheated out of their revenge, so had bored holes in +the ship with an auger taken from the carpenter's chest. They had +expected to rush out on deck in time and escape in one of the boats, +probably leaving me to go down in my vessel, but found their way blocked +by the locked door of the hatch.</p> + +<p>"However devilish their action had been, I could not let them drown like +rats in a trap, so I started forward to their release, and had just laid +my hand on the bolt when the deck blew up, owing to the confined air, +with a report like that of a cannon, and I was hurled into the sea.</p> + +<p>"I quickly gained the surface, but was immediately drawn down again in +the suction of the sinking vessel, and when at last I once more found +myself on top of the water I was so far spent, strong swimmer though I +was, that I would have sunk helplessly, but Nero caught my collar and +held my head up until I recovered my breath and strength.</p> + +<p>"Shortly after this some floating object bumped up against us, which to +my joy I discovered to be the large wooden chicken-coop that had rested +on the deck. I climbed on top of it, and pulled Nero up beside me, and +we drifted about on it until late that afternoon, when we were picked up +by a Chinese junk, and carried into port.</p> + +<p>"And now, my boy," said Grandfather Sterling, in conclusion, "you have +the story of the time that I went to sea with a Chinese crew, and had +Nero for my first mate."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="THORNTONS_USELESS_STUDY" id="THORNTONS_USELESS_STUDY"></a>THORNTON'S USELESS STUDY.</h2> + +<h3>BY W. J. HENDERSON.</h3> + +<p>"I wish to gracious goodness that Thornton J. Seabury would make better +use of his time!"</p> + +<p>That was the earnest exclamation of Mrs. Seabury, mother of Thornton; +and it was her earnest conviction that her son was going to turn out to +be an idle, unpractical, shiftless young man.</p> + +<p>"It's not that he's lazy," said Mrs. Seabury, when, in the distress of +her heart, she went to consult the minister about her boy. "No, he's not +exactly what you might call lazy; but he works on useless things. He +spends hours and hours in studying things that may be very interesting +and very fine to know; but what good will they ever do him? He's got to +make his way in the world, and I'd like to know who's going to pay him +for learning the names of the stars, and orbits, and diurnal motions, +and such things as he talks about! He ought to be giving his attention +to something that will help him to earn an honest living."</p> + +<p>"But, my dear Mrs. Seabury," said the Rev. Thomas Tatter, who was a man +of education, "there is hardly any study that cannot be turned to +account in earning a living; though I must admit that I can't help +admiring your son for loving a study for its own sake."</p> + +<p>"Well, I'd admire him too," said Mrs. Seabury, "if he loved some such +study as civil engineering or architecture."</p> + +<p>"Yes, I dare say that these would promise a more brilliant future for +him: but we must admit the fact that his gifts are for astronomy, and +you know it is almost impossible to overcome the impulses of a boy's +natural gifts. Even as an astronomer a man may earn a living."</p> + +<p>"Well, I suppose there's no help for it," sighed Mrs. Seabury.</p> + +<p>All this time, Thornton, grieved at his mother's opposition to his +favorite pursuit, was nevertheless more passionately attached to it than +ever. From early childhood he had always regarded the heavens with +delight and devouring wonder. What were those beautiful golden stars +that filled the splendid dome of night with their gentle radiance! Why +had God put them there, and what were they doing? Little by little he +began to absorb the elementary facts of astronomy, and after a time he +found that he could make no further progress without becoming a thorough +mathematician. So he set himself resolutely to work, and soon knew all +that his school-teacher, a college graduate, could teach him. Thornton +really was a complete master of geometry, trigonometry, higher algebra, +and even the more advanced branches of mathematics. His advance in +astronomy was now rapid. He even put in a summer at uncongenial labor in +order to earn money enough to buy three or four second-hand instruments. +He never dreamed that he might turn his knowledge to practical use; but +he studied simply because he loved the subject. And in the course of +time astronomy repaid him for his devotion in ways that had never +entered his mind.</p> + +<p>At the time when this story begins Mr. Seabury had left home, on the +Maine coast, and had gone to New York to see about a good situation +which had been offered him in that city. Times had been hard up in +Maine, and Mr. Seabury had been out of work and could not get in again. +One day he returned home and told his wife that he had secured an +excellent situation in New York, but hardly knew how to stand the great +expense of moving his family and his household goods such a distance. +Fortunately, however, an old friend, Captain Josiah Whitby, of the +schooner <i>Three Elms</i>, came to visit them that evening. As soon as he +heard of the difficulty he slapped his stout knee and said:</p> + +<p>"Why, lookee, my lad, it's lucky I came. I'm goin' to sail for New York +on Saturday with the <i>Three Elms</i> in ballast to get a cargo there for +Bermuda. Now it ain't agoin' to hurt me to carry all your fixin's for +nothin', an' you an' your fam'ly for the price o' what you'll eat."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Seabury had some feelings of timidity about the sea-voyage, but of +course such a kind offer was not to be refused, and, moreover, Mr. +Seabury and Thornton were both delighted at the prospect of the voyage. +So during the next two days there was a great bustle in the Seabury +household. All their furniture, carpets, and other belongings were +carefully packed up and stowed in the capacious after-hold of the <i>Three +Elms</i>, for Mr. Seabury's intention was to live in a little house at +Williamsbridge. Early Saturday morning Mr. Seabury and Thornton +superintended the storage of the last load of goods, including the +trunks containing their clothing and Thornton's precious books and +instruments. Then the little family sat down to breakfast with Captain +Whitby in the schooner's cabin, and Mr. Seabury added to his unfailing +prayer before eating a petition for their safety during the voyage which +they were about to undertake.</p> + +<p>"I can't get away from the wharf before three o'clock this afternoon," +said the Captain, "because the <i>Three Elms</i> can't get over the bar here +except at high water."</p> + +<p>"It's spring tide to-day," remarked Thornton.</p> + +<p>"Hello, boy!" exclaimed the Captain; "are you a sailor?"</p> + +<p>"Oh no, sir," said Thornton. "I don't know one sail from another, but I +know the age of the moon, and I know it's time for the spring tides +here."</p> + +<p>"Well, even that's worth knowin'," said the Captain, "and if you keep +your eyes open while you're aboard here, you'll learn a lot of other +useful things."</p> + +<p>"It will be funny to see Thornton learning <i>useful</i> things," exclaimed +Mrs. Seabury.</p> + +<p>"Let the boy alone, mother," said Mr. Seabury, "he'll come out all +right."</p> + +<p>In the afternoon the schooner got under way, with a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_573" id="Page_573">[Pg 573]</a></span> fine westerly +breeze abeam, and stood out to sea. As she passed the lighthouse at the +entrance to the little harbor, the Captain took certain bearings of it +with his compass, while Thornton stood by and watched him with interest.</p> + +<p>"I suppose you are fixing the schooner's position by bow-and-beam +bearings," said the boy.</p> + +<p>"That's what I'm doin'," said the Captain; "but how'd you know anything +about them?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, I've heard of them," said Thornton, modestly.</p> + +<p>"Well, come and see me set the patent log," said Captain Whitby.</p> + +<p>Thornton seemed to know something about that too, and the Captain +decided that although the boy might have a good deal of useless +knowledge in his head, he had hold of some facts worth knowing. He said +as much to Mrs. Seabury, but she replied:</p> + +<p>"What's the good of his knowing those things? He isn't a sailor."</p> + +<p>"That's true enough," answered the Captain, remembering that the boy did +not know one sail from another.</p> + +<p>By six o'clock the schooner was well out to sea, and as it grew dark the +Captain came on deck with his sextant. Thornton became intensely +interested.</p> + +<p>"Going to take Jupiter for latitude, Captain?" he asked.</p> + +<p>"That's what," was the reply; "but what do you know about it?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, I'm not so ignorant that I can't tell what latitude and longitude +are," said Thornton; "and I know that Jupiter will be on the meridian at +8.32 to-night."</p> + +<p>"Well, then, you know some more things that are worth knowin' to a +sailor-man, anyhow," declared Captain Whitby.</p> + +<p>For twenty-four hours the schooner glided along slowly and quickly, the +wind constantly drawing ahead and forcing her off her course. Then it +fell dead calm, and a heavy swell began to roll in from the southeast.</p> + +<p>"Mother," said Thornton, "don't be frightened, but we're going to have a +storm."</p> + +<p>"Mercy sakes!" exclaimed Mrs. Seabury; "how do you know? The Captain +hasn't said so."</p> + +<p>"The barometer has fallen rapidly for the last six hours, and the wind +has been backing from west to southwest and so on around to southeast," +said Thornton, "and there's going to be a gale. The Captain hasn't said +anything, because he does not wish to frighten you."</p> + +<p>Two hours later it began to blow in short uneasy puffs from the +southeast, and Captain Whitby ordered the top-sails and foretopmast +stay-sail taken in. He laid the vessel by the wind on the starboard +tack, intending to push out as far as possible from dangerous proximity +to the coast. At six o'clock in the evening it was blowing freshly, and +the long swells were cut up into foaming ridges.</p> + +<p>"Get the fore-sail off her!" cried Captain Whitby to his little crew, +and presently the big sheet of canvas was furled snugly on its boom.</p> + +<p>"In jib, and lay aft to reef the mains'l!"</p> + +<p>It was wild weather now, and no mistake. The big roaring green billows +came raging down out of the dusk in the southeast, and as the schooner +would lean far over to meet them it looked as if they were going to bury +her. But as each sea approached, the schooner's bowsprit would swing +upward with a great heave, the sea under-ran her, and down she came with +a crash and a cloud of spray into the screeching hollow.</p> + +<p>"I'll have to ask you all to go below," said the Captain; "it isn't safe +for you to be on deck. You might get washed overboard."</p> + +<p>Shut in the badly lighted little cabin, with the one lamp swinging +madly, the agonized groaning of timbers all around them, and the thunder +of tons of water falling on the deck above them, the Seaburys began to +wish that they had never left their little home to go out on the +treacherous ocean. They did not go to bed, but sat on the lockers, +holding fast with both hands, and momentarily expecting that some +terrible catastrophe would happen. About three o'clock in the morning +they heard a loud shout and a heavy thump on the deck, followed by a +rapid shuffling of feet.</p> + +<p>"What can have happened?" exclaimed Mr. Seabury.</p> + +<p>"Oh, they're coming to tell us that we must take to the life-boat!" +cried Mrs. Seabury.</p> + +<p>The cabin door was pushed open, and three sailors stumbled in, bearing +the inanimate form of the Captain.</p> + +<p>"One o' the main throat-halyard blocks fell from aloft," said a sailor, +"an' hit him. I reckon he's hurt bad."</p> + +<p>The Captain was laid in his bunk, and Mrs. Seabury forgot her fears in +her anxiety to do something for him. And being one of those "handy" New +England women, she could do a good deal, too. She could not find any +broken bones, so she decided that the poor man had been struck on the +body and injured internally. With the help of her husband, she prepared +and administered a soothing drink which put the sufferer to sleep. Poor +Thornton stood about<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_574" id="Page_574">[Pg 574]</a></span> idly, and keenly feeling his helplessness. But at +eight o'clock he eased his mind a little by winding the chronometer.</p> + +<p>In the mean time the storm had broken; it was only a summer gale, and at +nine o'clock the wind shifted to northwest, and the sun came out. +Thornton and his father went on deck, leaving Mrs. Seabury to attend to +the Captain, who was awake and in much pain. The mate came up to Mr. +Seabury, and said:</p> + +<p>"This are a ser'ous business, sir."</p> + +<p>"Yes," answered Mr. Seabury; "I suppose you're in command now."</p> + +<p>"Waal, I am: but I wish I wasn't."</p> + +<p>"Why, how's that?"</p> + +<p>"Why, ye see," said the mate, scratching his head, "I kin sail the +schooner all right: but I can't navigate her. I'm blowed ef I know w'ich +way to steer now."</p> + +<p>"Why not sail west till you sight land?"</p> + +<p>"'Cause I might hit a shoal or rocks, not knowin' they was there."</p> + +<p>"Please may I speak?" said Thornton.</p> + +<p>"Well, what is it?" asked his father.</p> + +<p>"I can navigate the schooner, though I can't sail her," said the boy, +earnestly.</p> + +<p>"You! Why, you never were at sea before!"</p> + +<p>"That makes no difference," said Thornton; "sailors navigate by the sun, +moon, and stars, and I know all about them. Father, I <i>know</i> that I can +navigate this schooner into New York Bay. The chronometer is running; I +know where the captain's sextant is, and I wish you'd let me try."</p> + +<p>"We must speak to the Captain about this," said Mr. Seabury.</p> + +<p>They went below and laid the matter before the Captain. In spite of his +sufferings he became deeply attentive. He asked Thornton this question:</p> + +<p>"How are you goin' to find the position o' the schooner now? I've lost +her reckonin'."</p> + +<p>"I'll take a chronometer sight right away, and another two hours from +now, and work out the position by astronomical cross-bearings—Sumner's +method, I think you sailors call it."</p> + +<p>"Can you work Sumner's method?"</p> + +<p>"Certainly, with sun, moon, or stars."</p> + +<p>"Then you know more navigation than I do," said the Captain.</p> + +<p>"It's nothing but applied astronomy, you know," said Thornton, "and I've +always been studying astronomy."</p> + +<p>"You go ahead and see what you can do, my boy," said the Captain. "Let +Bowers, the mate, handle the schooner, and you tell him which way to +steer."</p> + +<p>Thornton went at once to the chronometer and set his watch by it. Then +he went on deck with the Captain's sextant in his hand, and the crew +stopped work to stare at him. He had a short talk with Bowers, who +explained the situation to the men.</p> + +<p>"If the Captain says it's all right," said one of the men. "I s'pose it +is."</p> + +<p>But, nevertheless, they could not understand how any person not a sailor +could be a competent navigator, though the simple fact is that +navigation has not necessarily anything to do with seamanship. The +schooner was hove to for two hours, because Thornton explained to the +mate that he desired to keep her in one place until he ascertained her +position. At 11.15 the boy took his second sight and went below to work +out his problem. His father stood over him in wonder while he filled a +sheet of paper with sines, cosines, secants, and such things. At last +the computation of the position was completed, and Thornton had to +ascertain the course to be steered. He got the Captain's chart, and, +marking the ship's place on it, went into the sufferer's cabin and +showed it to him.</p> + +<p>"I guess you must be about right, boy," said the Captain. "In settin' +the course, you want to get well out here."</p> + +<p>And the Captain indicated with his finger certain dangers that must be +given a wide berth. Thornton set a safe course, and, going on deck, told +the mate to get the schooner under way S. 1/2 W. The men sprang to their +work willingly, and in a very few minutes the <i>Three Elms</i> was cleaving +her way over a comparatively quiet sea. For three days Thornton +continued his labors as navigator, and on the morning of the fourth he +announced that the Highlands of Navesink ought to be sighted from the +masthead at eleven o'clock. A sailor was sent up to look out for them. +The hour of eleven came, and he was silent. The mate and the crew looked +gravely at the anxious boy. Could he have been in error? Five minutes +passed, and the men began to talk angrily. Then the man aloft cried:</p> + +<p>"Land, ho! It's the bloomin' old Highlands! I know that lump!"</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_004.jpg" width="500" height="424" alt="A CHEER WENT UP, AND THE MATE SHOOK HANDS WITH THORNTON." title="" /> +<span class="caption">A CHEER WENT UP, AND THE MATE SHOOK HANDS WITH THORNTON.</span> +</div> + +<p>Then a cheer went up, and the mate shook hands with Thornton. Before +supper the schooner was in tow of a tug, going up the Swash Channel.</p> + +<p>"Well, mother," said Thornton, "do you think astronomy is such a useless +thing now?"</p> + +<p>And she was obliged to admit that she had never thought of it as the +foundation of navigation. Thornton is at present the assistant to the +government astronomer of a European country, and is receiving a +comfortable salary.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="HELENS_CHOICE" id="HELENS_CHOICE"></a>HELEN'S CHOICE.</h2> + +<h3>BY ANNIE HAMILTON DONNELL.</h3> + +<p>Helen set the baby down on the floor, and the pan of clothes-pins beside +her. "There, now, we'll see," she said, gayly. She got down, too, and +arranged the pins in an orderly little circle astride the pan's edge. +They went way round, and then Helen, with a sweep of fingers, sent them +all clattering into the pan again. The baby crowed in wide-mouthed, +toothless glee.</p> + +<p>"<i>You</i> do it now, baby—see, just as I do," Helen said.</p> + +<p>She sprang lightly to her feet and went back to her dishes. The water +was cold, and the teakettle almost empty, and mutton-chops did make such +greasy plates. But Helen splashed in cheerfully. She was thinking of +Uncle 'Gene's letter on the mantel-piece, and the final decision about +it that very morning over the mutton-chops. It made her sing in sudden +ecstatic anticipation. What did she care about cold dish-water and +uncanny dishes, when she was going to— She filled out the thought with +pantomimic action, running scales up and down the edge of the sink with +dripping fingers, and executing intricate tuneless measures amid dying +soapsuds.</p> + +<p>"Helen, Helen!" called a sweet plaintive voice from the bedroom.</p> + +<p>"Yes'm." The musical "selection" came to a quick stop. Helen hurried in, +wiping her hands on her apron and rescuing the baby from an ignominious +descent upon her nose on the way. "What is it, motherdie? is your head +worse?" she asked, anxiously. "I'm afraid it's those noisy +clothes-pins."</p> + +<p>"No, dear, but there's a draught somewhere. I can feel it on my neck. +And I wish you'd rub my shoulder again. It's unusually achy this +morning."</p> + +<p>Helen found the liniment bottle, and went to work with practised, gentle +touch. It was one of the dear invalid's bad days, and she had not tried +to get up. Her pale face looked up into Helen's with wistful +appreciation of the loving care. She was thinking of Uncle 'Gene's +letter too.</p> + +<p>The clock out in the kitchen struck eleven ponderously as Helen set the +bottle away and put the screen before the window. In half an hour the +primary children would be home, and close on their heels the older ones. +And what hungry, hurrying-scurrying little mortals they would be!</p> + +<p>"Dear little mother, poor little mother, I'll shut the door and keep the +Arabs as still as I ever can."</p> + +<p>Helen always called them the Arabs when she spoke of them collectively. +It was a family pet name for them. The baby had toppled into the big +pan, and was fast asleep when Helen went out. She picked her up and laid +her tenderly beside the mother. Then with wonderful ease she flew about, +finishing the dishes, setting the table for lunch, and doing three +things at once with nimble dexterity. She met the Arabs at the door with +hushing forefinger.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_575" id="Page_575">[Pg 575]</a></span> They trooped in on tiptoe, sniffing anxiously for +dinner smells.</p> + +<p>"I'm awful hungry!" Archie whispered, shrilly.</p> + +<p>"So be I—<i>awful</i>!" Harry echoed. "<i>Are</i> there sweet-potatoes, Helen?"</p> + +<p>"I smell 'em! I smell 'em!" Molly cried, under her breath, dancing +across the floor.</p> + +<p>"'Sh! 'sh! Yes, there are sweet-potatoes, but not for Arabs with dirty +faces. Come here this minute, and let me polish you up. Oh, Harry, where +ever did you tear your trousers so? A great big hog tear!"</p> + +<p>"Folks oughter not have fences with splinters to 'em, then," Harry +spluttered, with his mouth full of soapy water. "I was crawlin' under to +see if Pat Curran's cow chews gum. Bill Miller says so."</p> + +<p>"Does she?" Molly asked, eagerly.</p> + +<p>"Well, I'm not certain sure, but I think so. She wouldn't open her month +more'n a crack for me to look."</p> + +<p>"I bet she does," little Archie chimed in, "'cause I've seen her my own +self. She makes her jaws go just this way—look!"</p> + +<p>Helen smiled in her sleeve, and laid the little discussion away in her +memory for "Motherdie's" delectation. The older boys arrived, and dinner +was presently in animated progress, though everybody tried to keep +still—and didn't. As by magic the sweet-potatoes vanished under the +eager forks and spoons, and the creamy rice followed rapid suit. The +Arabs were a hearty little tribe. Nothing pleased Helen more than to +have them appreciate her cooking. She sighed a little now over the +thought that perhaps Mahala would scorch the rice after she was gone.</p> + +<p>"Well, I dread her!" suddenly exclaimed Roy, as if in answer to Helen's +sigh.</p> + +<p>"Who?" asked Archie, between mouthfuls.</p> + +<p>"Mahala. She'll scold us like sixty-nine when we make tracks over her +floors, and Helen never does."</p> + +<p>"She'll wear hoops," said Molly, holding her little silver fork in +reflective suspension.</p> + +<p>"And make-b'lieve bangs."</p> + +<p>"And cloth slippers, with 'lastics criss-cross over her ankles."</p> + +<p>"And <i>white stockings</i>!"</p> + +<p>Helen contracted her eyebrows sternly. "Stop, children!" she chided. +"Mahala's a good woman from the top of her head—"</p> + +<p>"Make-b'lieve bangs," murmured irrepressible Archie.</p> + +<p>"—to the soles of her feet."</p> + +<p>"Cloth slippers, you mean."</p> + +<p>Helen's eyes tried not to twinkle. "She's as much better than I am +as—as—you can think," she ended, lamely.</p> + +<p>The Arabs laughed in derisive chorus.</p> + +<p>"But, honest, Helen, it's goin' to be so lonesome an' poky!" Molly +wailed over her empty saucer. "We sha'n't have a speck of fun till you +come home again."</p> + +<p>"A whole year!"</p> + +<p>"Twelve months. Four times twelve's forty-eight. Forty-eight times +seven's—"</p> + +<p>"Three hundred 'n' sixty-five!" concluded Roy, scornfully. Roy was in +the grammar grade, and was regarded as an oracle in arithmetic.</p> + +<p>The baby woke up and lifted her voice hungrily, and Helen ran away to +her. The busy afternoon followed the busy morning on swift wings, and it +was almost supper-time before she could sit down and think a minute. +Then she held Uncle 'Gene's letter in her lap and thought about that. +"Let her come soon," it said, "and stay anyway a year. She has real +musical talent, and Bab's Professor Grafmann will develop it if anybody +can. He's a genius. Besides, we all want her, and the child must need a +breathing-spell after trying so long to tame those wild Arabs. Yon can +surely find somebody else to tutor them."</p> + +<p>Yes, oh yes, there was Mahala! She was all engaged to come and do it. +She was good-hearted and strong. She would be sure to treat them all +well and take splendid care of Motherdie. Helen rocked back and forth +contentedly. They wanted her to go—father and mother, and the Arabs +would soon get used to doing without her. Dear little Arabs! She looked +down at the smallest one of them, still trying to stand the clothes-pins +round the edge of the big bright pan. She was improving steadily.</p> + +<p>Let's see—to-morrow—day after—day after that. Then she was going. It +would be a new world opening suddenly to her, and she shut her eyes to +dream the wonderful dreams more uninterruptedly. Ever since she had +drummed baby tunes on the tin cake-box, by the hour at a time, she had +been growing hungrier to learn to materialize the untamed melodies that +ran riot in her mind, and made her fingers tingle with impotent longing. +And now it was coming—her chance! Three days away! But as the three +days came and went Helen's visions grew more clouded and overcast with +secret misgivings. She found herself worrying for fear Mahala would not +remember some of the little trivial comforts she herself had taken such +delight in remembering for Motherdie. And there were the baby's soft +little shoes that needed patching, and Harry's trousers, and the +dish-towels were in dire need of replenishment. If she only had a dozen +hands these last days, and a dozen times a dozen hours to use them! Her +heart misgave her uncomfortably. But they <i>wanted</i> her to go—of course +it was just right. Nevertheless, her face grew sober and thoughtful, and +something tugged distressingly at her heart-strings.</p> + +<p>The day after, and the day after that came. Helen kissed her mother over +and over, and hugged the little Arabs fiercely, and went away. The +houses and people on the way to the depot danced about dizzily in a +mist, and she felt dizzy and topsy-turvy in acute sympathy with them. +Her father walked beside her, talking briskly and constantly. Roy walked +on ahead with her valise and umbrella, and never once looked around. +Helen watched him through the same confusing mist, and his straight, +slim little figure was oddly contorted. He had never looked bow-legged +before, Helen thought in dismay!</p> + +<p>The train puffed in and puffed out again, with a little maid, stricken +with sudden, overwhelming forlornness, in the corner of one of its +seats. A plump, benign-looking old lady sat just behind her, and watched +her with curious sympathy. The baby two seats ahead leaned over toward +her insinuatingly, and made her think of <i>the</i> baby and the +clothes-pins. Mahala would never remember the clothes-pins—<i>never</i>! And +she had forgotten Harry's patch, that she meant to see to last night +surely. Mahala'd forget <i>that</i>, too. Helen started involuntarily to her +feet.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_005.jpg" width="500" height="317" alt=""WHAT IS IT, DEARIE? YOU FORGOT SOMETHIN'?"" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"WHAT IS IT, DEARIE? YOU FORGOT SOMETHIN'?"</span> +</div> + +<p>"What is it, dearie? You forgot somethin'?" The plump old lady leaned +ahead and touched her arm in friendly solicitude.</p> + +<p>"Yes, oh yes! I forgot the patches on Harry's pants." Helen lamented, +"and the baby's clothes-pins."</p> + +<p>"Oh lor, dearie, never mind—never mind! Patches ain't nothin' much, nor +clo'es-pins, neither. I'm comin' over an' set with you. I guess you're +sorter humsick, ain't you? I've got some pep'mints in my bag. I'm goin' +to see if I can't chirk you up."</p> + +<p>Helen moved her umbrella and hand satchel, and made room for her new +neighbor. The arrangement had its immediate good effects. Somehow the +little old lady reminded her of Mahala, though Mahala was angular and +tall and wore steel-bowed spectacles; but she always associated Mahala +and peppermints together—perhaps that was the reason. Anyway, if Mahala +was as kind and thoughtful as this plump old lady, why need she be +anxious and troubled? Helen was young, and travelling was a delightful +novelty. She grew cheerful and chatty, and parted with her new friend at +the Junction with real sorrow. There was nearly an hour to wait at the +Junction. Her train met the down train home there, she remembered, and +she might send a postal back. But when she began to write, all the old +misgivings and conscience-twitchings surged upon her. She felt selfish +and cruel and wicked. What business had she running away from home, +where she belonged, taking care of Motherdie and the baby and the Arabs? +They all needed her—they all needed her. The words said themselves over +with dreary repetition in her heart. Back and forth, up and down the +platform, she paced restlessly. Conflicting emotions fought in +hand-to-hand struggles. She ought to go home again. She wanted to +go the other way. The old tingling in her fingers grew almost +irresistible—the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_576" id="Page_576">[Pg 576]</a></span> longing to touch piano-keys and draw from them the +music she knew was in her soul. No, of course she couldn't give it up +now. And why need she?</p> + +<p>Two whistles sounded in opposite directions. Helen walked faster than +ever. Oh, dear, dear, dear, why must the two trains meet right before +her eyes? There they were now. She watched the home train come jerkily +to a standstill, and <i>her</i> train approach it on another track. She stood +suddenly still, and began to talk aloud. "That train goes home," she +said, "and <i>that</i> one doesn't. Which one are you going on, Helen Scott? +Quick! Are you going home like a decent girl, or are you going to Uncle +'Gene's to practise scales like a heathen and a sinner?" The passengers +were almost all aboard. "Well, you can do as you please, Helen Scott. +<i>I'm</i> going home to patch Harry's trousers and rub my blessed mother +with liniment!"</p> + +<p>She darted ahead, and in another minute was on the train. She never knew +how she got on, but there she was. She settled back in her seat with a +deep sigh of relief. The other train started first, and she shut her +eyes so she wouldn't see it. "Good-by," she murmured, wistfully; +"good-by."</p> + +<p>She felt weak and tired. It wasn't easy work having hand-to-hand +conflicts in her heart. But she was glad she was going home. How the +Arabs would shout! In her excitement she had not thought of getting a +return ticket, and it didn't occur to her now. She put the ticket her +father had bought for her in her button-hole, and leaning back in the +seat, went sound asleep.</p> + +<p>At an hour's end she woke up decidedly refreshed, and looked at her +little silver watch. They would be just about at Thompson's Crossing +now, she thought, glancing out of the window. But <i>that</i> wasn't +Thompson's Crossing! They were drawing into a big bustling station that +Helen didn't recognize in the least. Men were darting about hurriedly, +and trucks were clattering by her. What did it mean? She clutched at the +sleeve of a brakeman going down the aisle, and questioned him nervously. +"Oh yes. Thank you." He passed on. Then that was it. She was going to +Uncle 'Gene's, after all, in spite of herself! In her hurry and mental +perturbation she had boarded the wrong train at the Junction, and it had +been the one not going home to Motherdie and the Arabs. She had said +"good-by" too. All her brave fighting in vain—no, it wasn't either. She +would stay at Uncle 'Gene's a day, and then go home. When that was fully +decided, Helen felt better, and began to rather enjoy the fun and +complication of it all. Uncle 'Gene and Bab met her at the depot, and +overwhelmed her with cordial welcoming.</p> + +<p>"There's a letter up home for you, Helen," Bab announced. "I guess +they're homesick and want you back."</p> + +<p>"But they won't get you, you know," Uncle 'Gene said, fiercely, tucking +her under his arm.</p> + +<p>"No more they won't!" answered Bab.</p> + +<p>Helen took the little home message up stairs with her into her pretty +new room. She opened it wonderingly. Why, what was this?</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>"Dear Nell," father said. "This is for a bit of a welcome and +surprise, to make you feel quite contented and easy about us all. +Did you think the mother and I didn't notice your +conscience-stricken little face, and know just how troubled you +were? But we took a notion to make it a real surprise to you—that +Aunt Dolly is coming to help Mahala out. There, now, open your +eyes wide, my dear, and shut all the windows and squeal! Aunt +Dolly's coming, as sure as you live. She has given up her boarder +and rented her little nest, and is this blessed minute on her way +usward. So you will not worry about us any more, for Aunt Dolly's +a host in herself, and <i>almost</i> as good as our Helen (the Arabs +would scalp me!), only, if you please, I'll swap her for Helen +when the year's up!"</p></div> + +<p>Helen forgot to shut the windows, but she squealed. A great weight of +care slipped off her shoulders on to Aunt Dolly's.</p> + +<p>"She won't forget the patch or the clothes-pins or <i>any</i>thing!" she +exclaimed. "Aunt Dolly's remember is miles, miles long!"</p> + +<p>Downstairs a door opened, and through it was wafted up to Helen a low, +sweet strain of music, that grew, second by second, fuller and deeper, +till it seemed to embody all her own glad feelings, and to bear up on +its wings beautiful, prophetic hints of the joy that was on its way to +her.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_577" id="Page_577">[Pg 577]</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 XXVII.</h3> + +<h3>LOST IN THE FOREST.</h3> + +<p>It was not difficult to find the Fox River, for it was the first stream +flowing into the Pelly on the right, and as the ice in the latter river +was much smoother than it had been on the Yukon, our sledge travellers +turned into it on the second day after leaving Harper's.</p> + +<p>"Now," said Phil, "we must keep a sharp lookout for Cree Jim's cabin; +for as no one seems to know exactly where it is located, we may find it +anywhere between here and the head of the stream. At any rate, we can't +afford to miss it."</p> + +<p>They did miss it, though, and after camping one night on the river, +reached its head in a lake that they knew must be the Fox. Although the +day was but half spent, Phil decided to camp at that point.</p> + +<p>"You and I, Serge," he said, "must go back down the river, one on each +side, making long detours away from it, in hopes of finding either the +cabin or some trail leading to it. At the same time we must keep a sharp +lookout for game. Anything from a bear to a rabbit would be acceptable +now, for if we don't replenish our stock of meat pretty soon we shall +lose our dogs."</p> + +<p>"All right," replied Serge. "Only, Phil, do be careful and not get +lost."</p> + +<p>"Never you fear on that score," laughed the young leader. "I'll look out +for myself; but see that you do the same."</p> + +<p>So the two lads set forth, leaving Jalap Coombs to prepare camp and boil +the oatmeal porridge, which, mixed with a small quantity of fish, now +formed the dogs' daily meal.</p> + +<p>Phil plunged directly into the forest, deciding to start out with one of +the detours that he had planned. Once within shelter of the trees, he +found the snow so deep that but for his snow-shoes he could have made no +progress. By their aid he was able to push forward at a fair rate of +speed, which he determined to maintain, on as straight a line as +possible, until within half an hour of sunset. Then he would bend to the +left until he reached the river, which he was certain could not be very +far away, and which he could follow back to camp even in the dark.</p> + +<p>So for several hours he plodded sturdily forward, keeping a sharp +lookout for any trail of man or beast, and making as little noise as +possible in the hope of surprising something worthy of a shot. All at +once the surprise came from the other side; for, with a rush from behind +a clump of young hemlocks, a huge brown animal, with great palmated +horns, crossed his path only a few rods ahead, and dashed away at right +angles, flinging the snow to both sides like a rotary railroad plough. +Rapid as were his movements, Phil got in one flying shot just as he +disappeared.</p> + +<p>"It was a moose!" thought the excited lad; "biggest one I ever saw. And +I hit him!" he cried aloud, a minute later, as he examined the broad +trail left by the flying beast. "Hit him hard, too," he added, as, +noting blood stains on the snow, and forgetful of everything else, he +set forth in hot pursuit of his stricken game. "He can't hold that pace +long, wounded, and through snow as deep as this," he reflected, "and I +shouldn't be surprised if I found him at bay inside of a mile. Oh, if I +can only get him, it will settle the food question for the rest of the +trip!"</p> + +<p>So, with high hopes, and with all his hunting instincts fully aroused, +Phil followed that blood-stained trail, not only for one mile, but for +several more, though without catching another glimpse of the flying +moose. Nor could he discover any sign of slackened speed or diminished +strength on the part of his huge quarry. The strides were just as long +as at first, and the snow was flung just as far on either side of the +trail. But for the crimson stains betokening a steady loss of blood Phil +would long since have given up the chase. They encouraged him to keep +on. "For surely," he said to himself, "no animal, not even a moose can +stand a drain like that forever."</p> + +<p>All at once he stopped short and gazed about him with startled glances. +The trail was growing dim; stealthy shadows were creeping through the +forest. The day was spent and night was at hand. "Now I <i>am</i> in for it?" +he cried, bitterly. "Here I am miles from camp without an idea of its +direction or that of the river. My only guide to either is the trail by +which I have just come, and I should<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_578" id="Page_578">[Pg 578]</a></span> lose that in the darkness before I +had gone half a mile. The only thing to do is make a hungry camp, and +make it quick, too, before the light is wholly gone."</p> + +<p>Thus deciding, Phil left the trail and hastened towards a bunch of dead +timber that stood a short distance to one side. He scraped the snow from +a prostrate log, and then, using one of his snow-shoes as a shovel, dug +out a small space down to the ground beside it. A little pile of dry +twigs and bark and a few sticks of larger wood were hastily collected +and heaped against the log. When he got his fire well started he would +gather more. Now to whittle a handful of shavings, and then for a blaze. +Oh, how good it would seem! How it would drive away the horrid +loneliness, push back the encroaching shadows, and replace the deadly +chill of the on-coming night with its own genial warmth! It could not +furnish food, of course, and he must endure long hours of hunger, but +even that could be borne with its cheery aid.</p> + +<p>And now to light it. Phil had a match-safe in one of his inner pockets, +where he always carried it for just such emergencies as this, and at +length, after a struggle with his close-fitting parka, he drew it forth. +As he opened it and gazed into its empty interior a chill penetrated his +very marrow.</p> + +<p>"What a fool I am! what a miserable careless fool!" he cried, in tones +of despair. "I knew it was empty two days ago and meant to refill it. +But I didn't, and now I must suffer the consequences. What shall I do? +What shall I do? A night in this place without a fire will drive me +crazy, even if I don't freeze to death before morning."</p> + +<p>As Phil gazed about him in a very agony of apprehension his glance +rested on his rifle leaning against a tree, and a ray of hope entered +his heart. There was fire if he could only capture and control it. How +was it that wrecked sailors, and lost hunters, and all sorts of people +always managed to obtain fire from a gun, or rather from a pistol, which +was practically the same thing? He tried to recall what he had read of +such experiences. Oh yes! It was by flashing powder in the pan. But his +gun hadn't any pan. He had never seen one that had, unless it was +Kurilla's flintlock. Of course, now he remembered, it did have a place +into which the Indian used to pour a little powder every time he wanted +to fire his old blunderbuss. How Phil wished his Winchester were a +flintlock musket just at that moment. But it wasn't, and it didn't have +any pan, and loose powder was not used in connection with it. But there +was plenty of powder encased in its metallic cartridges if only he could +get at it, and could contrive some plan for adapting it to his purpose.</p> + +<p>All these ideas passed like a flash, and Phil had hardly thought of +powder before he was examining one of his cartridges, and trying to dig +the bullet out of its metal shell with the point of his knife. But it +was held too tightly, and he only pricked his fingers.</p> + +<p>Then another plan came into his mind. He laid his rifle on the ground. +Over its stock he spread a square of cotton cloth, such as he and Serge +were accustomed to tear from the great piece provided among their stores +whenever they needed clean handkerchiefs. On the cloth Phil laid a +cartridge, that he held in position with the sharp edge of his knife +blade, placed so that it would cut just at the base of the bullet. Then +he struck the back of the blade a smart blow with a billet of wood, and +the job was done. He had got at the powder.</p> + +<p>He poured out two-thirds of the precious mixture, and rubbed it well +into one side of the cloth, which he doubled twice and used against the +log. Then, after stopping the open end of the shell with a tiny wad of +lint to keep the remainder of the powder from running out, he inserted +it in the chamber of his rifle. Aiming it at the cloth, with the muzzle +about one foot away, and trembling with cold, or excitement, or anxiety, +or with all three, he pulled the trigger.</p> + +<p>The report that followed was hardly as loud as that of a small +fire-cracker, but the success of the scheme was instant. The little +flame poured from the muzzle of the rifle into that powder-impregnated +square of cotton cloth ignited it at once. A moment later it was nestled +amid the bundle of twigs and shavings, while Phil, on hands and knees, +was puffing at it like a pair of bellows.</p> + +<p>In two minutes more his fire was a certainty, the black shadows were +already beginning to retreat before its cheery attack, and Phil Ryder's +spirits had jumped from zero almost to the figure that represents +light-heartedness.</p> + +<p>Throwing off his fur parka, that he might the better appreciate its +warmth later, and seizing a snow-shoe, he cleared the whole space +between the first log and another that lay a few yards beyond. Into this +opening he dragged all the logs and dead branches he could find, working +with such energy that at the end of an hour he had a fine large pile, +and was in a glow from the exercise. Now he built another fire against +the further log, and piled his spare wood so that it was beyond reach of +either flame.</p> + +<p>He next spread a few spruce and hemlock boughs on the ground between the +two fires, selected a medium-sized chunk of wood for a pillow, donned +his parka, drew its great hood over his head, and, with his rifle by his +side, lay down on a much warmer and more comfortable couch than he had +dared anticipate a couple of hours before.</p> + +<p>Phil meant to keep awake so as to tend his fires, but instead of so +doing he fell asleep within an hour, and slept soundly right through the +night. When he at length awoke and sat up, he was chilled and stiff with +cold, for the fires were very nearly extinguished by a fall of snow that +had sifted down through the forest while he slept. As the poor lad +discovered this, he became filled with terror, for he knew that the back +trail was obliterated, and that all hope of regaining camp by its means +was cut off. Now he was indeed lost. As he gazed hopeless and bewildered +about him he caught sight of something that he at first took to be a dog +sitting only a few yards away, and regarding him hungrily. He spoke to +it and the animal started to sneak away. Then he saw that it was a wolf, +and hastened its movements with a rifle shot.</p> + +<p>As it was not yet light enough to commence his search for the river, or +for some stream that would lead him to it, he began to throw wood on the +fires that he might at least get warm before starting. While thus +engaged he was startled by a cry apparently in the voice of a child that +rang dolefully through the silent forest. Again he heard it, plaintive +and long-drawn, and this time nearer than before. It was so weird a cry +to be heard in that place and at that time that he shuddered as he +listened for its repetition. Its very humanness added to its terror. At +its third utterance Phil seized his rifle, cocked it, and faced the +direction of the sound, expecting in another moment to be confronted by +the tawny form of a mountain-lion.</p> + +<h3>CHAPTER XXVIII.</h3> + +<h3>PHIL ASSUMES A RESPONSIBILITY.</h3> + +<p>Phil had never met nor even seen a mountain-lion, but he had often heard +that its cry sometimes imitates that of a child so closely as to deceive +the most expert of hunters. He had heard too of its ferocity, its +boldness in attacking human beings, and its terrible strength. In some +respects it is even more to be feared than that monarch of the North +American wilderness the grizzly bear, for the former, belonging to the +cat family, is a famous tree-climber, which the latter is not.</p> + +<p>These thoughts, together with all the stories he had ever read of +mountain-lions, flashed through the lad's mind in the few minutes that +elapsed between the first and third of those terrible cries. Before it +could utter another the fearful beast would be upon him, and with tense +muscles he braced himself for the coming conflict. He would not have a +chance for more than one shot. If it failed him, all would be lost.</p> + +<p>The sound of the third wailing cry had hardly died away when, with a +gasp half of relief that the suspense was ended, half of dread, Phil +caught a momentary glimpse of a brown furry object moving through the +trees. It would next appear from behind yonder clump of bushes. The +rifle was slowly lifted, a deliberate sight was taken along its shining +barrel, and then, as the furry object appeared at the precise point +where it was expected, the forest<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_579" id="Page_579">[Pg 579]</a></span> echoed with its ringing shot. But the +bullet had not been allowed to fulfil its fatal mission. One blessed +instant had been granted, even as the trigger was pressed, in which to +give the barrel a slight upward jerk, and deflect the leaden messenger +from its deadly course.</p> + +<p>The rifle fell from Phil's nerveless hand, as weak and faint he leaned +against a friendly tree trunk. As he stood there, staring with still +unbelieving eyes, a little fur-clad child, not more than four years old, +walking on the tiniest of snow-shoes, came close to him, smiled +trustfully up in his face, and, holding out a small mittened hand, said:</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_006.jpg" width="500" height="482" alt=""COME, MAN. COME WIF NEL-TE. MAMMA SAY COME."" title="" /> +<span class="caption">"COME, MAN. COME WIF NEL-TE. MAMMA SAY COME."</span> +</div> + +<p>"Come, man. Come wif Nel-te. Mamma say come."</p> + +<p>If Phil had been nearly paralyzed with horror to discover, as his eye +glanced along the levelled rifle-barrel, that he was aiming at a human +being, he was almost equally staggered at hearing the fur-clad atom who +called himself Nel-te, address him in English. How could it be? Who was +he? How came he there, alone in that vast wilderness of trackless +forest, ice, and snow? Where had the child spent the night just passed, +that had been so filled with terrors to him? How had he lived through +it? Where was his mother?</p> + +<p>All these questions and more he asked the child, as he sat on a log, +and, drawing the little one to him, gazed at him as though he were +unreal, and might at any moment vanish as mysteriously as he had come.</p> + +<p>But the child evidently had neither the time nor the inclination for +explanations. He gravely repelled all the lad's friendly advances, and +turned to go away, as though confidently expecting him to follow. As +Phil hesitated for a moment he looked back, and in a voice that had a +slight tremble, together with a lower lip that quivered just a little, +he repeated:</p> + +<p>"Come. Mamma say come."</p> + +<p>And Phil, picking up his rifle, followed after the unique little figure +like one who is dazed. A happy smile lighted the child's face at this +compliance with his wish, and after that he plodded sturdily onward +without turning his head, as though satisfied that his mission was +accomplished. After thus going something less than a quarter of a mile, +they emerged from the forest, and came to a log cabin standing on the +bank of a small stream.</p> + +<p>Though fairly well built, this cabin did not differ in outward +appearance from ordinary structures of its kind in that country, save +that its single glass window was hung with white curtains. These caught +Phil's eye at once, but ere he had time to speculate concerning them his +little guide had reached the door. Slipping off the small snow-shoes he +pushed it open and entered. Phil followed, but had not taken a single +step into the interior ere he started back in dismay.</p> + +<p>On the floor close beside the threshold lay an Indian—a tall handsome +fellow, but with a terrible gash in one side. From it his life's blood +had evidently drained some time before, for it needed but a glance to +show that he was dead.</p> + +<p>From this startling sight the lad's gaze wandered across the room. It +caught the white curtains, a few poor attempts at ornamentation of the +walls, an empty hearth, on which was no spark of fire, and then rested +on a rude bed in one corner, to which the child had just run with a +joyful cry.</p> + +<p>On the bed lay a woman, and, to Phil's utter amazement, she was a white +woman, who was feebly speaking to him in English. Her bloodless face, +terribly emaciated, was surrounded by a wealth of dark brown hair, and +her great eyes were fixed on him with a pitiful eagerness.</p> + +<p>"Thank God! thank God, sir!" she said, in a voice so near a whisper that +Phil was obliged to bend his head to catch the words. "Now that you've +come, I can die in peace, for my Nel-te will be cared for. I prayed, oh, +how I prayed! But it seemed as if my prayers were to be of no avail, +until at length the answer came in the report of your gun. Then I sent +the child to find you. And oh, sir. I do thank you for coming. I do +thank my Heavenly Father for sending you. And you will care for my baby? +You will take him far from here, where he may grow to be a good and +useful man? You will, won't you, sir? Promise me. Promise me you will."</p> + +<p>"But you mustn't die," answered poor Phil, who was so bewildered by the +perplexities of the situation that he knew not what to say. "I have two +companions who will know what to do for you, and we will stay until you +get stronger. What does it all mean, anyway? Are you wounded? Did that +Indian attack you?"</p> + +<p>"He was my husband, my Jim," whispered the woman, again opening her +eyes, which had closed wearily after her recent effort at talking. "He +died for me, and I am dying for him."</p> + +<p>Here she was interrupted by a terrible fit of coughing, and a gush of +blood from some internal hemorrhage.</p> + +<p>After a few minutes she continued: "He shot a moose, and with its last +strength it charged on him. When he did not come home I went in search +of him. I found them lying together. Jim still breathed. Somehow I +managed to bring him home on my back. But he was dead when I got him +here, and the strain had been too great for me. I had burst a blood +vessel, and had barely strength to crawl to the bed. That was two days +ago. I should have died that first night, but fought with death for +Nel-te's sake. Now I can go, and I am glad, for I am so weary—so +weary."</p> + +<p>This pitiful story was told in whispers, with many pauses and many +struggles for breath. When it was finished the great pleading eyes again +closed, and the woman lay so still that Phil thought she must be dead. +He tried to feel of her pulse, but started at the touch of her hand, for +it was like ice. The chill of it seemed to reach his very heart, and he +shivered in the deadly cold of the room.</p> + +<p>"I can at least make a fire," he thought, and he began to search for +matches. There were none, and finally bethinking himself of the blaze he +had left in the woods he set forth to fetch fire from it. In a few +minutes he returned with a couple of burning brands. Then he brought in +wood, and, after a little the great fireplace was filled with leaping +flames.</p> + +<p>Nel-te came to him and begged for water. Phil had noticed several times +that the child was eating snow, and now berated himself for not +realizing that the little fellow was thirsty. He melted snow in a +kettle, and the boy drank eagerly. Then from some hiding-place he +produced a smoked salmon that he began to eat ravenously. After a little +he paused, looked hesitatingly at Phil, and then shyly, but with inborn +hospitality, held out the fish to his guest, saying: "You hungry?"</p> + +<p>"Indeed I am, little chap," answered Phil, who was just remembering how +very hungry he was, "and I shall be only too glad to take a bite with +you." So he cut off a piece of the fish, and as the two ate their +strange meal in company Phil knew that the little stranger had won his +heart; for never had he felt so drawn to any child as to this one.</p> + +<p>While they were thus engaged, the woman again unclosed her eyes, and +made a slight movement. Phil held a cup of water to her lips, and she +drank thirstily. It seemed to give her strength, for she said:</p> + +<p>"You have not promised me, lad. But you will— I know you will; for God +has sent you in answer to my prayers. You will care for my baby, and try +to love him, and never let him forget his mother. You will promise, and +I know I can trust you, for you have a brave face and honest. You will +promise me?"</p> + +<p>"I do promise," said Phil, solemnly, "that if you are taken from your +boy I will care for him to the best of my ability, and be to him a +brother and—"</p> + +<p>"That's enough, lad. Now hand him to me, for I canna see him. His name +is Nelson McLeod."</p> + +<p>This last came in so faint a whisper that Phil barely caught the words; +but as he lifted the little one to the bed the woman seemed to gain new +strength, for she flung her arms about the child, strained him to her +breast, and kissed him.</p> + +<p>Then the wasted arms unclosed. She fell back, a smile glorified her +face, and the great brown eyes opened for one parting look at her boy. +In another moment, with a sigh of content, she fell into the sleep that +knows no waking; and Phil, recalling the long-ago story of the +missionary, knew that the sorrows of Ellen McLeod were ended.</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_580" id="Page_580">[Pg 580]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="A_MINIATURE_RAILROAD_SYSTEM" id="A_MINIATURE_RAILROAD_SYSTEM"></a>A MINIATURE RAILROAD SYSTEM.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_007.jpg" width="500" height="365" alt="CHICAGO, AND THE SKEW BRIDGE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">CHICAGO, AND THE SKEW BRIDGE.</span> +</div> + +<p>One of the most interesting models perhaps ever made, in a popular way, +has been prepared by an English clergyman, the Rev. H. L. Warneford, of +Windsor, England. Dr. Warneford has a small yard in the rear of his +house, surrounded by an ordinary brick wall, which may be seen in each +of the illustrations accompanying this article. Along the rear end of +the garden he has built a railroad from wall to wall, in that distance +overcoming the inconveniences of the ground which usually require the +mechanical ability of railroad builders. The road runs from a little +station called Chicago at one end to a small station at the other end +known as Jericho. It is complete in every detail, and as thoroughly so +as if it were one of the great lines that run across England. The two +stations even have advertisements pasted over them, as any ordinary +station does; and the terminal facilities, though they are small and +rather simple, are in their way as complete as in any full-size +railroad.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_008.jpg" width="500" height="363" alt="THE AMERICAN TRESTLE BRIDGE AND TUNNEL ENTRANCE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE AMERICAN TRESTLE BRIDGE AND TUNNEL ENTRANCE.</span> +</div> + +<p>The track is over 80 feet in length, with a gauge of 2-5/8 inches; and +in order that he might get in in these 80 feet all the different forms +of railway construction Dr. Warneford has made the track so that it runs +over some of the uneven spots in his yard, and in this way, in the +places where bridges are required, he has constructed that form of +bridge which would naturally be best suited to the particular form of +ravine or cavity over which the road is to run. One of the prettiest of +these bridges is a thoroughly constructed cantalever bridge, on the form +of the great Forth Bridge between Scotland and England, which passes +over a little excavation immediately after the train has come out of a +long, thoroughly constructed tunnel, the entrance to which appears in +two of the illustrations. Another bridge is a perfectly constructed skew +arch, which the train crosses a few feet after leaving Chicago. Then +comes the model of an American trestle, and after passing over this the +road runs through the tunnel, over the cantalever bridge, through a +cutting, and finally over a steel tubular bridge into Jericho.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_009.jpg" width="500" height="358" alt="THE STEEL TUBULAR BRIDGE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE STEEL TUBULAR BRIDGE.</span> +</div> + +<p>Besides all these constructions, the proportions of which can be easily +seen by comparing them with the ordinary size bricks of the stone wall, +the road is fully equipped with complete sets of signals, which can be +and are worked with telegraph wires and posts. There are not only +signals for connections and ordinary use, but Dr. Warneford has even +constructed a fog-signal apparatus, which is worked by a spring when the +engine passes over it, causing a hammer to fall on a small blank +cartridge; and this, exploding, is the signal for the train to come to a +stop at a time when, either on account of fog or similar impenetrable +mist, the ordinary signals would be of no use.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_010.jpg" width="500" height="370" alt="JERICHO." title="" /> +<span class="caption">JERICHO.</span> +</div> + +<p>As to the train itself, that consists of a locomotive, which is a +complete model of an ordinary English engine. The steam is generated by +spirits, and the engine draws a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_581" id="Page_581">[Pg 581]</a></span> couple of trucks and a passenger-car. +When the steam is up, and the train is started, the reverend gentleman +has to run his level best to get to the next station before the train, +otherwise it would be "missing." When it does arrive at its destination, +the fact is made known by an electric bell ringing automatically; and on +close inspection of the photograph of the Jericho station the electric +button may be seen at the end of the tracks inside the depot. On the +line between the stations there is a signal-box, with levers to work the +signals, as complete in its way as any signal-tower in existence; and, +as some one said who visited the line a short time ago, the only thing +that is lacking on the line is the stentorian call of the conductor, +"All tickets ready."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_011.jpg" width="500" height="372" alt="SIGNAL TOWER, AND ENGINE WITH SNOW-PLOUGH." title="" /> +<span class="caption">SIGNAL TOWER, AND ENGINE WITH SNOW-PLOUGH.</span> +</div> + +<p>The accompanying illustrations, which are taken from photographs made +especially for <span class="smcap">Harper's Round Table</span>, are interesting in many ways. They +were taken during the last winter, when snow was on the ground, and when +experiments were being tried with a tiny snow-plough on the front of the +engine to see if the track could be cleared. One of the illustrations +shows the plough at work in the cutting; and, as any one may see, the +job is not a light one to clear the track at that spot. In one or two of +the illustrations interesting comparisons may be made as to the size of +the bridges and the train with some of the small shrubs which have +sprung up near the track; but such are the perfect proportions of the +model track, signals, and station that unless some such object is +compared with them or the size of the bricks in the wall is noted the +photographs might be those of a normal train taken from a great +distance.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_012.jpg" width="500" height="363" alt="THE CANTALEVER BRIDGE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">THE CANTALEVER BRIDGE.</span> +</div> + +<p>The parts of the road representing masonry are not, of course, built of +true stones, but simply of boards painted to represent them. The +bridges, however, are sincere constructions in every part, each "timber" +being set in place by itself, and the whole construction made to rely on +its own strength, without any false support. The steel tubular bridge +Dr. Warneford had made for him, and it will bear the weight of a boy. +All the castings for the wheels and machinery of the engine and cars are +perfect in their way.</p> + +<p>The readers of the <span class="smcap">Round Table</span> will remember that last fall we published +a photograph of the perfect model of a trolley-car which not only ran by +electricity, just as an ordinary car does, but had all the details, even +to advertisements, that the trolley has. This trolley-car was an +extraordinary piece of work; but whereas the Warneford engine is not +more than eight inches long, the trolley was between two and three feet +long. The care taken in constructing the English train, engine, and road +must have been infinitely greater and the difficulties considerably +increased on account of its smaller size; but such work is not +impossible for any one with a mechanical turn of mind.</p> + +<p>This whole railway, in fact, is a most interesting and suggestive piece +of work, and illustrates what mechanical ability and ingenuity can do, +and how much amusement and profit even so busy a man as an English +clergyman may find in working on such a thing as a hobby.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_582" id="Page_582">[Pg 582]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="SOME_DONTS_FOR_SWIMMERS" id="SOME_DONTS_FOR_SWIMMERS"></a>SOME DONT'S FOR SWIMMERS.</h2> + +<h3>BY WILLIAM HEMMINGWAY.</h3> + +<p>It is just as dangerous to play with water as it is to play with fire. +Probably no sport is more dangerous than swimming, just as none other is +quite so delightful. If you use proper caution no exercise is safer than +swimming.</p> + +<p>But what is proper caution? It is almost impossible to learn how to swim +by reading any amount of printed instructions, but it is easy to learn +how to take care of one's self in the water. One of the best swimming +teachers I ever knew summed it all up in these words: Don't be rash. +Don't be frightened. It seems to me that no advice can be better than +that. I think that one more rule is safe to follow, Don't "show off."</p> + +<p>Let us look at what happens to the rash swimmer and diver. Probably +every one of you has known or heard of some poor over-confident fellow +who has lost his life by diving overboard without knowing the depth into +which he was plunging. Nothing can be more dangerous. There is a fine +swimming-beach at the upper part of the Harlem River, near Farmers' +Bridge, on the Manhattan Island shore. There are bath-houses in plenty, +and a long stretch of firm sandy shore. One of the best oarsmen of his +year went swimming there a few years ago. He had just come to the end of +five months' hard training and racing. During that long period swimming +had been forbidden to men in the crew, because it was feared that they +might tire themselves out at it, and use up strength that should be +applied to rowing. But now the restraints of training were off, and +J—— was having a delightful frolic with his friends. He was a strong +swimmer and a graceful diver. Running down the beach he splashed out +until he was knee-deep in the river, and then gathered himself for a +dive. He plunged head first on a sand-bar. His neck was dislocated. He +did not live five minutes.</p> + +<p>That young man had been swimming from the same place last year. He +thought he was familiar with the shore. Really he had forgotten just +where it was safe to dive. If he had been cautious enough to ask his +comrades, or even to wade out a little further and learn the depth for +himself, he would not have lost his life.</p> + +<p>Do you think it childish to be cautious? Put away the idea. The bravest +men are nearly always the most careful.</p> + +<p>"Your Majesty knows not what fear is," said a courtier to King Oscar of +Sweden, who had fought in many hand-to-hand battles with wonderful +success.</p> + +<p>"The man who does not know what fear is," replied the King, "is a fool."</p> + +<p>And fear is only another name for over-cautiousness.</p> + +<p>"No matter how well you think you know a swimming-place, take nothing +for granted. So many changes take place in a year. Sand bars are formed +by the tides. If you dive from a pier, how can you know without actually +investigating what timber may have been swung loose by the water's +action since last year, and be now lurking for you beneath the surface? +And as for swimming in strange water, never do it without learning all +you can about the conditions. Henry Guy and I were chumming for bluefish +in Fire Island Inlet recently. We had fine luck for a while. Suddenly +the bluefish disappeared. After waiting idly a few minutes I began to +yearn for a swim. The air was very warm, and the cool, green water was +rippling a thousand invitations. Just as I was about to dive off the +stern of our cat-boat the skipper touched my arm and shook his head.</p> + +<p>"Don't!" he exclaimed.</p> + +<p>"Why not?"</p> + +<p>"Sharks."</p> + +<p>That was all of the conversation. Before I was half dressed the skipper +touched my arm and pointed at a long, dark gray object that loafed along +against the tide six or eight feet below our keel. It was a shark. My +hair bristled. You see it is advisable to know sometimes just where you +are "at."</p> + +<p>Diving is certainly the best way for you to enter the water—always +provided that you know all about its depth. Nothing can be more +unhealthful than the dawdling habit of wading out ankle-deep or +knee-deep, and waiting to get your courage up. The hot sun beats down on +your head. Your feet and legs are in the cool water whose temperature is +anywhere from ten to twenty-five degrees lower than that of the air.</p> + +<p>You can't remain long under these conditions without injuring yourself. +Nature's plan is to have the head cool and the extremities warm. Go +contrary to this, and you are in trouble. Probably most of you can +remember having had a headache some time or other from this very cause. +Indeed, physicians will tell you that many attacks of cramps in the +water are due to the swimmer's foolish habit of wading in very slowly. +Deranged circulation causes cramps. In places where it is not safe to +dive you can easily stoop over and throw a few handfuls of water on your +head. Then hurry forward and throw yourself in—fall in. Will other +fellows laugh at your precautions? Well, let them laugh, and pay for it +with the twinges of cramps. I have been swimming twenty years, and I've +never had a cramp, simply because I've followed the rules laid down +here.</p> + +<p>Never let yourself be frightened in the water. A boy I know found +himself far outside of the breakers at Cape May. He swam deep—that is, +with his feet far below him—and found that in spite of his efforts he +was making no headway, or very little. Instead of howling for help, and +using up his strength in struggles that would drown him before help +could arrive, he put his wits to work. He soon found that the off-shore +current was below the surface, and that at the very top of the water the +flow was toward the shore. Thereupon he drew up his legs and swam as +near the surface as he could. Even then it was a long swim for a +twelve-year-old boy, but he got the beach under his feet at last. +Another boy I know was dragged far out by a "sea-puss" at Long +Branch—one of those deadly, swift, sudden currents that pounce on a +bather unawares and carry him away from shore. This boy waved his arm +and shouted for help. When he saw the men on shore running toward a +surf-boat he calmly turned over on his back and devoted all his energies +to floating. He had been carried nearly a mile before he was rescued. If +either one of these boys had been frightened he probably would have +drowned.</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_013.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>I heard of a society the other day, a society which has a beautiful +name. I am sure you will agree with me about the name when I tell you +that it is called "The Cheer and Comfort Society." Its object is to send +good reading matter, particularly magazines, papers, and interesting +books, to people too poor to obtain them by purchase, and not likely to +get them from lending libraries, and the lady who can tell you all about +the society and its work is Miss Emily Campbell, of Short Hills, New +Jersey.</p> + +<p>The sweet words "Cheer" and "Comfort" are repeating themselves in music +in my mind as I write. Perhaps you would like to know where I am writing +this Pudding Stick letter to you, dear girls. Well, the place is in the +country, in a lovely valley with green hills rising around it on every +side, and standing like guardian sentinels about the pleasant homes +which are scattered over the breezy fields and plains beneath them. The +morning is very cool, and the blue sky is just breaking through the +heavy clouds which a while ago threatened rain. Wrapped in a shawl, +think of it you who are reading this on a day too warm for shawls, +and established in a big easy-chair, with my paper resting on a book +in my lap, I am thinking of you. I write these little letters almost +always in this way; they seem more intimate and confidential than if +I sat down beside my desk, and shut my door, and put on a sort of +let-me-alone-if-you-please<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_583" id="Page_583">[Pg 583]</a></span> business air. I fancy that most of the +letters I receive from you are written in this same easy and friendly +way, and that you keep your note-paper in little boxes and portfolios, +and perhaps sometimes in a dear old atlas, which makes a delightful +portfolio.</p> + +<p>To go back to "Cheer" and "Comfort." There are always chances in life to +do both, for turn where you will, there are those who are in need of +help. Not always bodily help. Often those who have every earthly thing +they need—shelter, money, food, clothing, books, all sorts of +opportunities—are in want of the heavenly things which "cheer" and +"comfort" mean. They are depressed, low in their spirits, sad, and +troubled. They are even cross and disagreeable because they are unhappy. +To such persons young people, with bright faces and light hearts, can +bring both the cheer that gives courage and the comfort that takes away +pain. You haven't to do anything in a grand and heroic fashion either. +Simply be yourselves, and let the gladness that is in you bubble up and +overflow, and you will make tired people happier.</p> + +<p>Two school-girls sat behind me in a car the other day, chatting together +in low voices, and laughing immoderately every few minutes at the +happenings of their day. Bless them, the sweet, gay, merry-hearted +creatures! The car seemed lonesome after they reached their station, and +went tripping along the road up the long hill to their home out of sight +from my point of view. Just be yourselves, dears, and you will make +older people happy. I sent a loving little word of thanks after my +school-girls, for they had been a help to me. If they read the <span class="smcap">Round +Table</span>, here's a bit meant for them.</p> + +<p>One afternoon, passing a church on a city street, I read this +announcement on a bulletin-board at the door, "The Pleasant Words +Society will meet at four o'clock." Wasn't that fine? The "<i>pleasant</i> +words" society! Whatever we think of, however we feel, we may speak +pleasantly, our words and our tones being in our own control. The effort +to speak pleasantly will usually cause us to feel pleasant, and it is +pleasant people—people who please—who get together and form societies +and clubs. Who ever heard of a Fault-finders Society or a Cross Words +Society? Fretful fault-finders have to sit in corners alone.</p> + +<p>Another society of which I know is the T.M.D.S., which, being +interpreted, is the Ten Minutes a Day Society. This is an association of +young girls which requires of its members only that they shall devote +ten minutes every day, or sixty minutes every week, to sewing, or in +some other way working for orphans and the poor. It sends garments to +hospitals and asylums, boxes to home and foreign missions, and +accomplishes a wonderful deal of good, by simply using ten minutes of +each day in a bit of unselfish work.</p> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_014.jpg" width="300" height="72" alt="Signature" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="THE_CAMERA_CLUB" id="THE_CAMERA_CLUB"></a> +<img src="images/ill_015.jpg" width="600" height="193" alt="THE CAMERA CLUB" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>This Department is conducted in the interest of Amateur +Photographers, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any +question on the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should +address Editor Camera Club Department.</p></div> + +<h3>PAPERS FOR BEGINNERS, NO. 3.</h3> + +<h3>GETTING READY TO DEVELOP.</h3> + +<p>If there is one place more than another where one needs to be methodical +it is in the dark room. It is lighted but dimly, and groping about for +materials or apparatus often results in disaster to that most +susceptible of all things, the sensitive plate. One should have his +materials so arranged that he can put his hand on any one in the dark.</p> + +<p>Besides knowing where the materials are, and always having them in their +place, the materials and apparatus used for developing should be placed +the same way each time when arranging them for developing. Place the +hypo-tray far enough away, and in such a position, that there shall be +no danger of getting any of the hypo into the developer. If the water +for rinsing the plates is at the right hand of the developing-tray, +place the hypo-tray at the left hand of the water. Then in washing the +developer from the plate before placing it in the hypo it will be clear +of the developer, and if one is unlucky enough to let the plate slip +into the hypo, drops will not spatter into the developer.</p> + +<p>Never, under any circumstances, set a vessel on the floor which contains +any liquid beside water. The dismay which has followed an unfortunate +step in the dark, when one has set the hypo-tray on the floor with a +well-developed plate "fixing" in it, can only be understood and +appreciated by the amateur who has been so rash as to invite such a +disaster.</p> + +<p>Get the water for washing and rinsing the plates ready first, and if one +has running water this means simply attaching the hose to the faucet and +getting the washing box ready. Next fill the hypo-tray and put it in its +place, then the developing-trays should be placed in front of the +lantern, and the developing solution mixed in the glass graduate ready +for use.</p> + +<p>Look at the lantern and be sure that there is enough candle or oil to +last during the developing. To be left in darkness with a plate at its +most critical point of development is, to say the least, a great +annoyance.</p> + +<p>See that the dishes are perfectly clean. This should always be attended +to after each development. It not only saves time, but the possibility +of fresh solutions being spoiled by the decomposing of chemicals left in +the trays is thus avoided.</p> + +<p>Having everything in readiness—the bottles of restrainer and +accelerator where they will be at hand if needed—get the plates which +are to be developed. These should be placed on a convenient shelf, or +stand where they will be out of the way of liquids, but where they can +be easily reached. If the plates are still in the holder, of course they +do not need to be covered, as they are already shut away from the light, +but if they have been removed from the holders and placed in a box, have +a cover from a larger plate box to turn over the box after it is open. +This will prevent fogging the plates, and is easier to adjust than the +cover which fits the box.</p> + +<p>It is a good plan to provide one's self with light wooden covers a +little larger than the trays. These can be made from cigar boxes, and a +little white porcelain knob, such as druggists use on small drawers, +screwed on for handles. The cover for the hypo-tray should have a white +band painted across it, or marked in some way by which it may be easily +distinguished from the covers for the developing-trays. These covers are +very convenient to place over the trays if one wishes to leave the dark +room for a moment, or to open the door to admit a little fresh air. They +can also be placed over a tray when the plate is first covered with the +developer if the plate is extremely sensitive. A screw eye can be put in +the end of the cover to hang it up by when not in use.</p> + +<p>Having once decided on the most convenient way for arranging the +materials for developing, stick to it. The task of finding and using +what is needed will soon become mechanical, and the mistakes which occur +from a haphazard way of arranging the developing outfit will be avoided.</p> + +<p>In the next paper for beginners we shall suggest some home-made +appliances for the dark room which have been designed by skilful +amateurs for saving time, space, and money. Any of our amateurs who have +improved ways of doing things are requested to send descriptions to the +Camera Club. We have already several on hand, which will be published in +their appropriate places. When sending a description of home-made +apparatus, send a photograph with it if possible.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_584" id="Page_584">[Pg 584]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><a name="KING_ARTHUR_AND_HIS_KNIGHTS" id="KING_ARTHUR_AND_HIS_KNIGHTS"></a>KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS.</h2> + +<h3>I.—UTHER PENDRAGON, THE FATHER OF ARTHUR.</h3> + +<p>Jack and Mollie had joined the Order of the Knights and Ladies of the +Round Table, and had become Sir Jack and Lady Mollie in consequence. +They were proud of it, too, not so much because of the titles they were +thereby permitted to use, but because they knew that it was a great +thing to be knightly enough to become members of a society which had +high aims and lofty purposes in view. They were both sturdy little +Americans, and to be known as <i>Sir</i> Jack and <i>Lady</i> Mollie did not add +at all to the good opinions they had of themselves, except in so far as +these honorable prefixes to their names showed that they were members in +good standing of a flourishing organization.</p> + +<p>Who the original Knights of the Round Table were and what they had done +they did not know, but they set about finding out as soon as they +received their membership cards, for, as Jack said, "What's the use of +going into a thing without finding out all about it?" And Mollie, as +usual, agreed that that was the thing to do.</p> + +<p>So they asked their father about it, and it turned out that he knew very +little more about the Knights of the original Round Table than they did. +He did know that at the head of the table had sat a certain King of +England, Arthur by name, who was a Knight of great prowess, but beyond +this he was quite ignorant on the subject. He said, however, that he +would look the matter up when he had time, and let them know whatever he +might discover. And he did so, and whenever he discovered anything which +he thought would interest the children, he would tell them about it.</p> + +<p>"Arthur's father, according to the legends," said their father, "was +King of England, and his name was Uther Pendragon."</p> + +<p>"What a terrible name," said Mollie.</p> + +<p>"It was indeed," said the story-teller. "It was meant to be, for the +title Pendragon signified in those days that he who bore it was the +chief leader in war, which is a terrible thing. Uther Pendragon, the +King, married Ingraine, who was beautiful and good, and Arthur was their +son, but for some reason or other it was thought well that the boy +should be brought up in ignorance of who his parents were, and on the +advice of Merlin he was sent away to a certain lord of Uther's land, one +of the noblest and most faithful of his day, who would look carefully +after the bringing up of the child, and see to it that he should become +well fitted in every way for the position he was some day to occupy. +Merlin had looked into the future, and had seen that Arthur would grow +to be a better man if he were kept away from his father's court, where +in all probability every one would have flattered and spoiled him, and +lead him to believe that he was a much finer fellow than he really was. +So Arthur was sent to Sir Ector, who brought him up as his own son, and +no one but the King and Queen and Merlin really knew that he was a +Prince, and would some day become King of England."</p> + +<p>"I'm glad they don't do things that way nowadays. I'd hate to be brought +up by one of the neighbors without knowing that you were my papa."</p> + +<p>"Must have been worse than going to boarding-school," said Mollie.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_016.jpg" width="500" height="399" alt="JOURNEYING TOWARDS LONDON." title="" /> +<span class="caption">JOURNEYING TOWARDS LONDON.</span> +</div> + +<p>"Well, however that may be," said the story-teller, "it was a good thing +for Arthur, for he was well brought up, and he made a good friend in Sir +Ector's son Kaye, with whom he spent most of his time, and whom he +believed to be his brother, and when Uther died and it became necessary +to put some one in his place, he made his claims to the office of King +much greater by having to prove that he was fitted for it, not so much +because of the fact that he was Uther's son, which some ill-natured, +jealous Princes who wanted to be King said he was not, but because of +his wonderful prowess, which he showed when the time came. It was but +two years after Arthur was born that King Uther was taken sick, and all +the rebellious lords in his kingdom thought that the time had come for +them to rise up against him, but Merlin went to the King and told him +that even though he was ill it was necessary for him to go out and fight +the enemy, and Uther, sick as he was, went into the battle carried on a +litter and took command of his forces. Aided by two splendid knights, +who were among his closest friends, Sir Ulfius and Sir Brastias, Uther +fought a great battle at St. Albans with the forces from the North, in +which he was victorious, and after which he returned to London. Here +within a short while he died, first having gathered his Barons about +him, and at the suggestion of Merlin proclaimed his son Arthur his +successor. Then, as the chronicles tell, the kingdom was in great danger +for a long time. Years passed, and all the lords who were strong and +possessed of small armies of their own wished to make themselves King, +and doubtless one of them would have succeeded had it not been for +Merlin, who, when Arthur had become old enough to make his plans +possible, went to the Archbishop of Canterbury and persuaded him to +summon all the lords and gentlemen at arms to appear in London on +Christmas eve. Now these men all stood in great fear of the Archbishop, +because the Archbishop stood for the Church, and not one of them dared +disobey. So Christmas eve found them, one and all, gathered in London as +Merlin had wished, for Merlin hoped, in the words of the legend, that, +gathered on Christmas eve, the lords of the kingdom might by some +miracle from Heaven be shown who should become the rightful King of +England, in which hope he was not disappointed, as you will shortly +see."</p> + +<h4>[<span class="smcap">to be continued</span>.]</h4> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_585" id="Page_585">[Pg 585]</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_017.jpg" width="600" height="119" alt="INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>The date of the dual games between Andover and Worcester Academies has +been definitely set for next Saturday, and the arrangements have been +put in charge of Colonel Sam Winslow, who was Captain of the champion +Harvard nine of 1885. These games, which were spoken of in greater +detail in this Department last week, will take place in Worcester on the +same day the Western Massachusetts I.S.A.A. will hold its annual track +and field meeting on Pratt Field, Amherst. From the interest already +manifest the latter should be the most interesting and profitable sports +ever held in that section. Monson Academy has won the championship for +the past three years, but the other schools of the League have now +determined to make a desperate effort to change the established order of +things. My opinion is that they will succeed, and that the pennant will +go either to Chicopee or to Springfield. It will be no walk over in any +case, for the Amherst, Westfield, and Holyoke High-schools have strong +men, and will make a good showing both on the track and in the field.</p> + +<p>The 100-yard dash has always been a hard-fought race, and this year it +will be closer than ever. E. J. Murphy, of Springfield H.-S., will +probably win, however, with Schute of Westfield second, and Phillips of +Monson third. The same men will dispute the places in the 220. Kennedy +of Springfield H.-S. ought to take the quarter, although he will not, by +any means, have an easy victory, for Schute, in spite of his many +previous heats in the dashes, will run hard. Thayer of Holyoke is a +pretty sure winner in the half-mile. In practice he has covered the +distance in 2.07, and I feel confident that he can do better in public. +Christy of Monson is the best man for the mile. Last year he ran in 4 +min. 38 sec. on time, but injured his ankle just previous to the +I.S.A.A. meeting, and then covered the distance in 4 min. 55 sec. Shea +of Chicopee H.-S. has covered 19 feet in broad jumping, and ought to win +that event Saturday. Scott of Westfield H.-S. will take the high jump, +and ought to clear at a good figure, as he did 5 ft. 7-1/2 in. in-doors +last winter. The pole vault will furnish a hot struggle between Smith of +Springfield H.-S., Bryant of Chicopee H.-S., Austin of Monson Academy, +and Scott. The winner will have to go 10 feet, and I should not wonder +if the best performance even exceeded that mark.</p> + +<p>The Western Massachusetts Association, in addition to a one-mile bicycle +race, has a half-mile event for the wheelmen, and Elmer of Chicopee +H.-S. is expected to finish first in both of these. Sullivan of Holyoke +H.-S. and Pike of Springfield H.-S. will get places. In the hurdles, +Phillips of Monson and Baker of Amherst are about even, and their race +will be as exciting a contest as the day will afford. They will be +closely pushed by Barry of Chicopee H.-S. and Stiler of Westfield H.-S., +both of whom are strong runners and clever at clearing the sticks. In +the weight events the Monson men will try to maintain the record they +established by winning first place in both for the past five years. +Austin has put the shot nearly 35 ft., and may do better, but he will +have formidable rivals in O'Connor of Holyoke H.-S., Spence of Chicopee +H.-S., and Winslow of Amherst H.-S., all of whom can do better than 30 +ft. But Chisem will, beyond a doubt, take the hammer event, with +O'Connor second, and Bush of Westfield H.-S. third.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_018.jpg" width="500" height="444" alt="GERMANTOWN ACADEMY BASEBALL NINE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">GERMANTOWN ACADEMY BASEBALL NINE.</span> +</div> + +<p>The championship of the Pennsylvania Inter-academic Baseball League was +decided on Friday, May 24th, when Germantown Academy defeated the +Cheltenham Military Academy nine at Stenton. This is the second +consecutive time that the Germantown team has taken the pennant with a +clean record of victories, and this last victory of theirs is all the +more creditable because of the strength of the opposing team. The +feature of the players' work the past season has been the pitching and +batting<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_586" id="Page_586">[Pg 586]</a></span> of McCarty, the fielding of Captain Sharpe at short-stop, and +the strong batting of the entire nine. All their victories have been won +by heavy hitting at opportune moments. On Friday especially McCarty +distinguished himself. In addition to making three hits that were +factors in the victory, he struck out fifteen of the Cheltenham batters. +Lamberton, who was in the box for the soldiers, also pitched a good +game, but he was so poorly supported at times that his work did not +count for much.</p> + +<p>The Pennsylvania Interscholastic championship having been settled, there +now remains the New England championship, the decisive game of which +will be played in Boston on Friday, and the Inter-City championship of +the N.Y. and Long Island I.S.B.B. Associations, which will be decided at +Eastern Park on Saturday.</p> + +<p>Another important and decisive baseball game will be the +Andover-Lawrenceville match at Andover a week from to-morrow. This will +be the third annual contest between these two big schools, and I am glad +to record that neither nine just now is burdened with over-confidence. +Andover won the first two matches of the series, by the scores of 5-4, +in 1893, and 5-2, in 1894. This year, however, the teams are so nearly +matched that it is hardly possible to forecast the result of next week's +game. Of last year's Andover players only three have returned to school, +the rest of the nine being new players, with whom Captain Drew has +labored hard and conscientiously to develop a winning team. But with +Drew behind the bat, and Greenway or Sedgwick in the box, P.A. has a +battery that it will be hard to find the equal of on any school baseball +team. The infield, however, is weak. Barton, at first, plays well, but +should cover more territory, and have more confidence in himself. For a +man of his small stature Harker covers second in pretty good style, but +both he and Elliott, at third, are erratic and somewhat unreliable at +critical moments. Edwards has taken Davis's place at short for the past +week or two, and has proved equal to Captain Drew's most sanguine +expectations. Lawrenceville need not count on any base hits through his +territory, as his fielding is clean and his throwing sure. The outfield +is much stronger than the infield. Dayton at centre, and Greenway or +Sedgwick at left, are sure catchers and strong throwers. Waddell, at +right, is the best man in the position that P.A. has had for years, +covering all his own territory and part of his neighbors', and throwing +with the precision of a veteran. Several times this year he has thrown +men out at the plate who were running home from third after a fly caught +in deep right field. As for batting, the Andover players have only fair +ability, Greenway, Sedgwick, Barton, and Drew being the heaviest +hitters. The team work I consider poor, but this will doubtless be +greatly improved before the day of the game.</p> + +<p>At Lawrenceville the natural opportunities for practice and for the +perfection of team-work are no greater than at Andover, but the school +system is such that fine ball players are a necessary result of its +enforcement. Every scholar at the Lawrenceville School, unless +physically disabled, must play ball for at least an hour every day in +the spring-time. In the autumn everybody has to play football. In this +manner no man goes without exercise, and the best material at hand is +discovered and developed. When I was at Lawrenceville last week, nine +diamonds were in full operation at one and the same time. In the fall +there are eleven football fields in use daily. No wonder Lawrenceville +sends good material to the colleges.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_019.jpg" width="500" height="437" alt="LAWRENCEVILLE BASEBALL NINE." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Mattis, l. f. Cadwalader, 3rd b. Hastie, r. f. Righter. 2d b.<br />Slidell, c. f. Ross, 1st b.<br />M. Gibbon, s. s. Kafer, c. (Capt.) Arrott, p.<br /><br />LAWRENCEVILLE BASEBALL NINE.</span> +</div> + +<p>As for the team this year, it is about up to the average of former +seasons. Kafer, who has been catching for three years, is Captain, and +is doing very satisfactory work. His batting is sometimes erratic, but +in a recent game with Pennington he lined out a home run with the bases +full in the ninth inning, thus saving the day, as the score then stood 4 +to 1 against Lawrenceville. Arrott, the pitcher, is doing well for his +second year in baseball. He has not very full control of the ball, but +his curves are good, and he possesses more than the average speed. In +addition to this, he keeps cool and plays a steadier game as the innings +go by. Ross, Righter, and Cadwalader cover the bases, and so far this +season Ross has maintained the highest average, scarcely making an +error. Righter is a poor thrower, but his batting is very strong. With a +little longer experience Cadwalader will develop into one of the best +men on the team, and if he can get off some of his 200 pounds of flesh +his running would be vastly bettered. McGibbon, at short, is a clean +fielder and an accurate thrower; in addition, he bats well. He and +Edwards of Andover will no doubt furnish some grand-stand plays for the +delectation of their followers. The fielders are only of average +ability. As a whole, the nine seems to fall out of harmony in almost +every game, and on several occasions this weakness has almost proved +disastrous. But most of the players are new men this year, and will be +better seasoned a week from now.</p> + +<p>In spite of the heavy rain-storm of May 18th the Princeton +Interscholastic Tennis Tournament was held at Princeton, resulting in +the championship remaining at Lawrenceville. Several of the contestants +failed to appear on account of the bad weather, but the playing was +nevertheless spirited and exciting. In the finals, Beaman of +Lawrenceville met his schoolmate Richards, who had won by default from +Robb, and defeated him only after five hard sets, 6-2, 3-6, 9-11, 6-2, +and 6-0. By virtue of Beaman's victory the championship silver cup now +becomes the permanent property of Lawrenceville.</p> + +<p>Scholastic track and field meetings are being held in so many different +places just at this season that it is difficult to keep account of them. +On May 25th the New York State I.S.A.A. met on the Syracuse University +Field under the auspices of the Syracuse High-School and the Cornell +A.C., and the Ithaca High-School won by making 31 points. Her nearest +rivals were Rochester High with 21, and Buffalo High with 18-1/2 points. +Seven schools were represented. At the first spring meet of the +Hotchkiss School, Lakeville, there were some good records made. Dyer won +the 100 in 10-3/5 sec., and the 220 in 23 sec.; Sanford covered the mile +in 5 m. 22-4/5 sec.; Hixon cleared 5 ft. 4-1/2 in. in the high jump; and +Conner covered 20 ft. 10 in. in the broad jump. The Hotchkiss athletes +will no doubt be heard from at the Connecticut I.S.A.A. games on +Saturday.</p> + +<p>As has been the case with a number of Eastern field days, rain +interfered with the success of the California Academic Athletic League's +meeting on May 4th, and few of the athletes were able to do good work. +Dawson ran the quarter in one minute flat on a heavy track. McConnell +cleared 18 ft. 6 in. in the broad jump, and got a bad scare from Cooley, +a new man, untrained, who came dangerously close to him. Cooley will +show up well next year, and would, no doubt, have done better if the +conditions had been more favorable. The Oakland High-School and San Jose +High-School held a fifty-mile bicycle road race relay, last week, of +which I hope to be able to speak more in detail as soon as space is +available. It was an exciting event, and is a good thing for Eastern +bicycle-riders to think of, for there are many places in the +neighborhood of New York, Boston, Philadelphia, Hartford, and other +cities where similar races might be arranged.</p> + +<p>Although baseball seemed to languish in the early part of the season, +the A.A.L. completed a successful schedule on May 18th, when the Oakland +High-School defeated the Alameda University Academy 9 to 1. The O.H.-S. +team started out strongly, and had the reputation of the '94 nine +clinging to it, '94's players having been the strongest amateur team of +California that year. Hall at first, Lanyon in the box, and McCabe +behind the bat, were the steadiest players this season. Lanyon caught +last year, and is cool, strategic, and quick. He has good speed and good +curves, and safe control of the ball. McCabe is a very calm player, bats +well, but is weak in throwing to bases. The team work of the nine was +good, and in several cases won them games against stronger teams.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_587" id="Page_587">[Pg 587]</a></span></p> + +<p>As soon as the regular Interscholastic League season of baseball, +tennis, track athletics, and cricket closes there will be more time to +devote to other branches of sport. During the summer months tennis, +rowing, swimming, and sailing will receive their share of attention in +this Department, and from the looks of things just now there is every +promise that yachting and small-boat racing will be more popular this +year than ever before. Many of the large clubs have introduced special +classes on their racing programmes. In addition to the Larchmont +21-footers and 34-raters, the Seawanhaka's half-raters, and the +Douglaston dingies, the Indian Harbor Yacht Club are now trying to +promote a 20-foot racing length, or one-rater class. The imported boats +<i>Wave</i> and <i>Shrimp</i> will form a good nucleus to start with, and I +understand that several members of the club have promised to build +racers of this class.</p> + +<p>Probably the most interesting and exciting contests in the small-boat +class will be the sharpie races of the Shelter Island Sharpie Club. This +club was organized two years ago with about twenty members, and has +grown rapidly in size and popularity. A regular race is sailed every +week over a club course of five miles, and three races are sailed around +Shelter Island during the season, a distance of twenty-five miles. These +races are always most exciting, for the boats are limited to 16 ft. on +the water-line, with no limit to the sail area. Consequently some of +them get over-rigged, and an occasional upset adds zest to the sport. In +addition to these races the Sharpie Club holds athletic games, +including, among other events, swimming, rowing, weight-throwing, etc., +and at the end of the season medals are awarded to the best all-round +athletes. Last year the sharpie <i>Frolic</i>, owned by S. M. and G. H. +Milliken, won the highest number of points, with the <i>Chip-Chip</i>, owned +by H. V. Whitney, and the <i>Mary Jane</i>, owned by A. E. Whitney, tied for +second place. In the athletic events H. V. Whitney took first, with W. B. +Cowperthwait second.</p> + +<p>The New England Interscholastic baseball season has thus far proved most +interesting. A number of the games have already required more than nine +innings play to determine the winner, and so far the Cambridge High and +Latin nine has escaped defeat. At the present date of writing the +standing of the clubs in the N.E.I.S.B. League is:</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='right'></td><td align='right'></td><td align='center'>Per</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Clubs.</td><td align='right'>Won.</td><td align='right'>Lost.</td><td align='right'>cent.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Cambridge High and Latin</td><td align='right'>2</td><td align='right'>0</td><td align='right'>1.000</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Hopkinson</td><td align='right'>3</td><td align='right'>1</td><td align='right'>.750</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Boston Latin</td><td align='right'>1</td><td align='right'>1</td><td align='right'>.500</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>English High</td><td align='right'>1</td><td align='right'>1</td><td align='right'>.500</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Roxbury Latin</td><td align='right'>1</td><td align='right'>1</td><td align='right'>.500</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Somerville High</td><td align='right'>0</td><td align='right'>3</td><td align='right'>.000</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p>The Hopkinson players received their first defeat on Friday, the 17th, +but they played a good game, and showed the results of Joe Upton's +coaching. The batting especially has improved. Hopkinson and C.H. & L. +will have a hot fight for the pennant. Dakin of the English High-school +is pitching up to his old form again, and held Somerville High down to a +single hit in their recent game, which E.H.-S. won by the score of 14 to +1. But S.H.-S is one of the weakest teams in the League. The Roxbury +Latin nine show want of practice, and their only redeeming virtues just +now are the pitching of Morse and their general batting strength. But +the New England school teams are all well provided with good pitchers +this season, so that Morse's proficiency counts for little when it comes +to a decisive contest. Team-work, after all, should be the mainstay of +every nine.</p> + +<p>In the tabulated record of the N.Y.I.S.A.A. games printed on p. 538 of +Harper's Round Table of May 21st, a typographical error shows Hackett's +time in the mile walk as 7 min. 4-2/5 sec. instead of 7 min. 46-2/5 +sec., which it should be.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 38em;"><span class="smcap">The Graduate</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 25%;" /> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Philadelphia, Pa.</span></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><span class="smcap">Editor of the Round Table</span>:</span><br /> +</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><span class="smcap">Sir</span>,—I noticed in the first number of <span class="smcap">Harper's Round Table</span> a +reference to the "timid people" who object to football. There have +been many other remarks of this kind, at various times, made in +the Round Table. If you can grant me a little space, I should like +to point out the injustice of sneers of this kind.</p> + +<p>In the first place, in order that it may not be said (as it +generally is said when any one lifts up his voice against the +game) that I am ignorant of the subject, I may say that I am a +football player myself in a small way, and until recently was +heartily in favor of the game. My position is thus rather +inconsistent, but it is that of many other sincere well-wishers of +the game. The objection to the game that seems to me most +important is its roughness, both necessary and unnecessary. First +as to the latter. It is all very well to say that if players would +behave like gentlemen, this would be done away with. This may be +so, but it is not in the nature of boys or men, in the midst of an +exciting struggle on the gridiron, to keep calm, and control their +strength and their temper. In their excitement they will do things +that they are sorry for afterwards, and I have never seen anything +proposed that would prevent such things.</p> + +<p>Then football as played at present is a game in which there is +abundant opportunity for the natural brute to display himself. It +is claimed that the game teaches one to control his temper; but I +think it just as often gives one an opportunity to vent it on some +one else. The remedy proposed for this—to have several +umpires—should be repulsive in the extreme to every true +sportsman. A game in which the players have to be watched lest +they commit murder on each other is simply unfit for a gentleman +to play. If that is to be done, why not call in the police at +once, as they did in the Yale-Princeton game last fall.</p> + +<p>The <i>necessary</i> roughness of the game is considered by some to be +an advantage, in that it teaches courage and endurance, and +develops the physique of the players. But is not that a sort of +"kill or cure" method? Surely one can develop his body without +risking his life! A man or a boy has no right to risk life and +limb in a game simply because if he escapes injury he will be more +healthy than before. I am not exaggerating; a broken limb, a +strained back, or some similar injury, is not such a trifling +matter as some seem to think. To say the least, it means several +weeks taken from our work in life, which is a big price to pay for +one afternoon's fun. The development of our strength can be +procured in better ways than that. Our bodies were given to us to +be used, not abused.</p> + +<p>That the game is a fascinating one I would be the last to deny, +having played it myself. In its present state, however, I do not +see how anyone who candidly and fairly considers the arguments of +the opponents of the game can hold to the opinion that it is a fit +game for school-boys or collegians, without changes of the most +radical nature.</p> + +<p>In this letter, the length of which I hope you will pardon, I have +said nothing about the other objections to football urged by many, +for most of these do not concern the actual game, and will +probably correct themselves in time; but I wish to point out that +something must be done to rid the game of its objectionable +features, and also that it is unjust and discourteous to those who +oppose the game from conscientious motives to brand them as +weaklings and cowards.</p></div> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">C. S. Wood</span>, R.T.F.</span><br /> +</p> + +<p>[Mr. Wood brings out many interesting points in his letter regarding +football, and though most of his objections to the game refer more to +intercollegiate than to interscholastic football, still, to a certain +degree, they apply to both. We do not deny that the game is rough and +dangerous; but what was meant in the phrase to which Mr. Wood refers was +not that people are timid who do not approve of football, but that those +people who say that football is the most dangerous game there is, that +it is cruel, that it should be stopped by law, that it is worse than the +gladiatorial combats of ancient Rome, are either timid or not in their +right senses. Football is not as rough as polo; it is not as dangerous +as coasting (as coasting is now understood); it is not as dangerous as +cross-country riding, and the proportion of injuries in both polo and +cross-country riding is far greater than those in football. The facts of +the case are that so much has been written and so much said implying +that the game is necessarily a villanous game, that many people who know +nothing about it, have grown to talk about it, and depreciate it because +they fancy it contains injuries which it does not contain. These people +have done a great deal to bring a fine game for boys into bad odor, and +it is to these, and not to those who understand the game—both its good +and its bad points—that the remark referred to was addressed.—<span class="smcap">The +Editor</span>.]</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Highest of all in Leavening Power.—Latest U. S. Gov't Report.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_020.jpg" width="300" height="94" alt="Royal Baking Powder" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 192px;"> +<img src="images/ill_021.jpg" width="192" height="82" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>WONDER CABINET <b>FREE</b>. Missing Link Puzzle, Devil's Bottle, Pocket Camera, +Latest Wire Puzzle, Spook Photos, Book of Sleight of Hand, Total Value +60c. Sent free with immense catalogue of 1000 Bargains for 10c. for +postage.</p> + +<h4>INGERSOLL & BRO., 65 Cortlandt Street N. Y.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_022.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_588" id="Page_588">[Pg 588]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"><a name="BICYCLING" id="BICYCLING"></a> +<img src="images/ill_023.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. Our +maps and tours contain much valuable data kindly supplied from the +official maps and road-books of the League of American Wheelmen. +Recognizing the value of the work being done by the L. A. W. the +Editor will be pleased to furnish subscribers with membership +blanks and information so far as possible.</p></div> + +<div class="figright" style="width: 453px;"> +<img src="images/ill_024.jpg" width="453" height="700" alt="Copyright, 1895, by Harper & Brothers." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Copyright, 1895, by Harper & Brothers.</span> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_589" id="Page_589">[Pg 589]</a></span></p> + +<p>This week's map explains itself. It is a unique chart of the city of +Brooklyn, showing by black lines the asphalted or macadamized streets +within the city limits, and by corduroy lines those main avenues which, +though paved with granite pavement, are fair riding, and which make the +best exits from the city.</p> + +<p>In the first place, it should be mentioned that on Sundays and holidays +the Kings County Elevated Railroad of Brooklyn has a car, or throws the +smoking-car open, for the use of bicyclists, who, carrying their wheels +up the steps to the station, may put them on the train, and ride from +the Bridge or Fulton Ferry out on Liberty Avenue to the city limits, +from whence it is good riding out into Long Island. On other days +bicycles cannot be carried on the elevated trains from Fulton Ferry +after 3 <span class="smcap">p.m</span>., nor from East New York before 10 <span class="smcap">a.m</span>.</p> + +<p>If the bicyclist intends to ride through the city from New York, he +should take the ferry at Grand Street, and follow in the corduroy roads, +and, leaving Broadway, get into Bedford Avenue. Bedford Avenue carries +him on asphalt pavement to the Boulevard, and turning left into this, he +rides until he strikes granite pavement at East New York Avenue. Turning +again to the left into East New York Avenue, he continues until he +reaches the fork, and then keeps to the right into Liberty Avenue, +riding out Liberty Avenue, and so out of the city. Another course from +Grand Street is by ferry to Broadway, Williamsburg, which is shorter but +perhaps not so good riding, thence out Broadway direct to Wall Street, +turn left into this and right into Bushwick Avenue to Jamaica Avenue, +which is a turn to the left, and is a continuation of East New York +Avenue, and soon to the left again into Highland Boulevard, which skirts +along the cemetery, Highland Park, and the Ridgewood Reservoir. This is +somewhat hilly, but commands a beautiful view of the city and of Jamaica +Bay and the ocean, and is the most picturesque way of getting out of +Brooklyn. Continuing on the Highland Boulevard, and running down the +hill on Barbey Street, which is very steep, he comes again into Jamaica +Avenue, and may keep on this, which is not very good riding, but +nevertheless carries him out of Brooklyn towards Jamaica. The most +direct route out of the city is, of course, on Jamaica Avenue. The +Highland Avenue detour is hilly, and affords an opportunity for the +rider to get a good view of the city.</p> + +<p>Everything considered, however, for any one who is down-town in New York +city, or who lives in the central part of Brooklyn proper, decidedly the +best method is to take the Kings County Elevated as described above, +and, on the whole, this is the better plan also for any one going from +New York, for the only other route from Thirty-fourth Street down is by +the Thirty-fourth Street ferry, thence to Manhattan Avenue, after going +two blocks from the ferry-house, turning right and crossing Newtown +Creek. Thence turn left into Driggs Avenue, and run a block and a half +to Ewen Street, and from there on into Broadway, and so as described. +There is no way in which a Brooklynite can ride out into Long Island +without going over some granite pavement, since the only asphalted or +macadamized road is the Boulevard, running from the circle at the +entrance of Prospect Park to East New York Avenue. After going beyond +the city limits on Liberty Avenue the road is better, but this will be +described in the Long Island maps which are to be published in this +Department.</p> + +<p>There are, however, in the city of Brooklyn many pleasant rides for an +afternoon which are almost entirely on asphalted or macadamized roads. +For example, using the map, any rider from Brooklyn Heights, or a +New-Yorker crossing the Bridge or Fulton Ferry, may easily get to the +circle at Prospect Park by keeping on asphalted roads to the south and +west of Fulton Avenue. For example, on leaving Fulton Ferry, the rider +should make for Hicks Street by the shortest route, turning thence left, +keeping to asphalt pavement, until he reaches Schermerhorn Street, +thence direct to Flatbush Avenue, and so on to the circle at the +entrance to the Park. Running through the Park on any of the roads, he +should leave it on the south at Franklin Avenue by the parade-ground, +thence turning to the right on Franklin Avenue, keeping on until he +reaches the Ocean Parkway, which is now the famous bicycle route to +Manhattan Beach. This in itself is a pleasant ride.</p> + +<p>Another and quite as attractive a route in this way is to continue on +the Ocean Parkway until reaching Parkville, thence turn to the right +into the Old Bath Road, which is nearly all macadamized at this writing, +and will be entirely so within the next month or two. The rider may +continue on this to Bath Beach, and then, keeping to the right and +running westward on Cropsey Avenue until he reaches Seventh Avenue, he +may turn to the right into this, and either run down to Fort Hamilton +near the Government lands, and thence straight on down to Second Avenue +and into Bay Ridge, or he may keep straight on Seventh Avenue, passing +Fort Hamilton and running up to Sixtieth Street, and so back, turning to +the right into Old Bath Road, and home through Parkville on the Old Bath +Road, Ocean Parkway, and Prospect Park. Still another trip is to run +southward and eastward after reaching Bath Beach on the Old Bath Road, +to Bensonhurst and Unionville. In fact, the reader has but to refer to +the map of Brooklyn to pick out his own route on any of the black marked +roads, which are in this district macadamized.</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. New York to Stamford, +Connecticut, in No. 811. New York to Staten Island in No. 812. New +Jersey, from Hoboken to Pine Brook in No. 813.</p></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>FALSE ECONOMY</h3> + +<p>is practised by people who buy inferior articles of food. The Gail +Borden Eagle Brand Condensed Milk is the best infant food. <i>Infant +Health</i> is the title of a valuable pamphlet for mothers. Sent free by +New York Condensed Milk Co., New York.—[<i>Adv.</i>]</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>MONARCH</h2> + +<h3>King of all Bicycles.</h3> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_025.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%;" /> +<h2>Arnold</h2> + +<h2>Constable & Co</h2> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h2>Children's Wear</h2> + +<p class="center"><i>A. C. & CO. will offer the Balance</i></p> + +<p class="center"><i>of their</i></p> + +<h4><i>CHILDREN'S IMPORTED</i></h4> + +<h4><i>WOOL,</i></h4> + +<h4><i>GINGHAM, LAWN,</i></h4> + +<h4><i>AND BATISTE DRESSES</i></h4> + +<h3>At Greatly Reduced Prices</h3> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>Broadway & 19th st.</h4> + +<h4>NEW YORK.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center">The price has nothing to do with the</p> + +<h2>FIT</h2> + +<p class="center">For ALL of Dr. Warner's Corsets are fitted to living models.</p> + +<p class="center">Prices from one to six dollars each.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Postage Stamps, &c.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p><b>HAWAII</b> 1c., 2c. 4c., 5c., 8c., 10c., 15c., 25c., 35c., all unused; 100 +fine varieties stamps, 12c.; 1000 mixed U.S., 25c.; 5 var. obsolete +Postage Due, 10c.; $20 Confederate Bill, 10c.; 5 foreign coins, 15c.; 5 +different U.S. Coppers, 15c.</p> + +<h4>F. J. STANTON, Norwich, N. Y.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 100px;"> +<img src="images/ill_026.jpg" width="100" height="113" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p><b>STAMPS!</b> <b>300</b> 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_027.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><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>BOYS & GIRLS</b> ARE MADE HAPPY by sending their name and address on a +postal card to BOORMAN & PARKER, 173, 5th AVE., Chicago.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_028.jpg" width="500" height="72" alt="If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE WATER" title="" /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_590" id="Page_590">[Pg 590]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Round Table Chapters.</h2> + +<p>No. 712—The Busy Bee Chapter, of Readington, N.J. Edwin Russell Opie, +Readington.</p> + +<p>No. 713.—The Harry Harper Chapter, of Newtown, Conn. Officers are Agnes +E. Platt, Samuel B. Brown, Carrie Jonas, Frank Andrews, John O. +Pitzschler; Mabel E. Morris, Newtown.</p> + +<p>No. 714.—The Active Athletic Club, of Utica, N.Y. Albert H. Gabel, 764 +Bleecker Street.</p> + +<p>No. 715.—The Allen Chapter, of Allentown, Pa. Claude T. Reno, +Allentown.</p> + +<p>No. 716.—The George Washington Chapter, of Troy, N.Y. George P. Paul, +824 River Street.</p> + +<p>No. 717.—The Knights Outing Chapter, of Davenport, Iowa. Ned C. +Crossett, 309 Mississippi Avenue.</p> + +<p>No. 718.—The General O. O. Howard Chapter, of Philadelphia, Pa. Members +are Marcella, Hanley, and Norman Dale, Bella Moorehead, Mary Moore, +George Oliphant, Frank Garrison, Amy Hamilton, John Steltz. Chapter +address, Charles C. Oliphant, Girard College, Philadelphia.</p> + +<p>No. 719.—The Eagle Social Club, of New York city. Max Epstein, Paul +Gumsberg; Abe Sandler, 12 Pitt Street.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Stamps and the School Fund.</h2> + +<p>Several members have kindly offered to sell some stamps in aid of the +School Fund, and the Table thanks them. The Dorchester Exchange, W. J. +Paul Sweeney, corner High and Highland streets, Dorchester, Mass., has +good facilities, and so we suggest that others co-operate with it. Its +offers are two: 1, It will give to the Fund the ten per cent. commission +on all stamps sold to members during July and up to August 15th, and 2, +It will give to the Fund the entire proceeds of the sale of all stamps +contributed by members to be sold for said purpose.</p> + +<p>The Exchange rules are easily complied with, and may be had on +application, enclosing self-addressed and two-cent stamped envelope. +Members who may want to purchase stamps to aid the Fund, and members who +may be willing to contribute a few stamps to be sold for the Fund, are +asked to send addressee and stamps to us as early as possible. +Contributed stamps should be neatly mounted, and the price plainly +marked in ink under each. Send not later than June 25th to <span class="smcap">Harper's +Round Table</span>, New York, and put in the lower left-hand corner of the +envelope the words, "For Stamp Department." The Table warmly thanks Sir +Knights Lantle V. Blum and Claude T. Reno for their offers in this +direction, and begs them to help under this arrangement. Let's have a +big list of names of possible buyers and as many contributions as +possible. All who help in this way shall have their names on the Fund +Honor Roll, to be published and preserved in the Good Will Building.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>"The Wheelman's Mecca."</h2> + +<p>Springfield is a flourishing city of 50,000 inhabitants, and is situated +on the left bank of the Connecticut River a few miles above the +Connecticut State line. It was first settled by a brave trader, William +Pynchon, and became a city in 1852. The largest United States arsenal is +situated here and gives employment to many men.</p> + +<p>The river is spanned by four bridges, and at one point is 1136 feet +wide. The last battle of Shays's Rebellion was fought here, and the spot +is marked by a monument. Springfield takes great pride in her schools, +which are among the finest in Massachusetts. In a few months electric +cars will be running to the "Paper City"—Holyoke, which is nearly as +large a city as Springfield. Forest Park is the summer breathing-place +of the city. It contains picnic grounds, fine drives, duck, lotus, and +lily ponds, drinking-fountains, a "zoo" of small size, and many +pavilions.</p> + +<p>Paper, bicycles, railroad passenger cars, buttons, skates, and pistols +are largely manufactured here. The Public Library contains about 90,000 +volumes. Hampden Park has the best bicycle track in the United States, +and Springfield is called the "Wheelman's Mecca." The famous +"Yale-Harvard" football games are also played on Hampden Park.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Albert W. Atwater</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A Glimpse of "The Glorious."</h2> + +<p>Most people who live in the Eastern States consider California a great +distance off, and so it is; yet it takes only five days to cross the +continent, by rail, and bring one from January snows to sunshine and +flowers. Petaluma is a thriving town of three thousand, situated in +Sonoma County, and connected with San Francisco by tide-water. The chief +occupations of the people in the surrounding country are dairying, +fruit-raising, and wine-making. The varieties of the Sonoma fruits most +raised are cherries, apricots, peaches, pears, plums, apples, figs, +olives, and grapes. There are many large dairies and creameries owned by +the Swiss people, who find the surrounding country a good substitute for +their native land. Before California came into the possession of the +United States the swarthy Mexican and his fiery mustang roamed through +the tall grass, tending enormous herds of cattle, sometimes slaughtering +several hundred for their hides, and leaving the carcasses to the +buzzards.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Samuel T. Bush</span>, R. T. K.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">East Oakland</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A Collection of Newspapers.</h2> + +<p>We advised a member to write to the American Minister at Athens for a +copy of a newspaper printed in modern Greek. Elsa Roeder kindly amends +by suggesting the <i>Atlantis</i>, printed in New York. It is wholly in +Greek, and no address other than New York city is necessary. Thanks, +dear Lady Elsa. This collecting of present-day newspapers as a means of +broadening and increasing one's knowledge of the world is most useful +and interesting. It is also inexpensive, and as an educator equals or +exceeds the collecting of stamps. Did you ever see a present-day +newspaper that is published in Brussels or Rome, or even Paris or +London? The American Consuls can give you the names and the amounts to +remit for single copies. Or, if you send stamps for postage, the Consuls +would in most cases forward the newspapers, we think. You can get a list +of Consuls from the State Department, Washington, or can find them in +the Congressional Directory, which your Member of Congress will gladly +send you upon request.</p> + +<p>Consuls are always desirous of serving the interests of fellow-Americans +in such matters. The spread of English-speaking humanity has led to the +founding of English newspapers in many foreign cities. In the Orient +there are newspapers printed in English, and they are full of what to us +are quaint items. Such papers are to be found in Constantinople, Cairo, +Calcutta, Yokohama, Honolulu, and even in Teheran and Jerusalem. The +Indian <i>Mail</i> and Japan <i>Mail</i> are interesting newspapers, and you would +read the South Australian <i>Chronicle</i>, published in Adelaide, and the +Tasmanian <i>Mail</i>, published in Hobart, with a great deal of curiosity. +Then your collection ought to include such famous journals as the +<i>Gazette</i>, of Cologne, Germany, printed in German, of course; the +<i>Gazette</i>, of St. Petersburg, and the <i>Novoe Vremya</i>, of Moscow, printed +in modern Russian; the <i>Petit Journal</i>, of Paris, and <i>Independence +Belge</i>, of Brussels, in French; the <i>Nacionale</i>, of Madrid, and the +<i>Journal</i>, of Rio de Janeiro, in Spanish; and papers from +Constantinople, in Turkish, and from Tokyo, in Japanese. You should also +include the <i>Scotsman</i>, of Edinburgh, Scotland, in your collection, and +you might learn much that you do not know from a careful reading of +newspapers published in North and South American cities. Did you ever +see a Caracas newspaper? The study is a fascinating one, and as surely +broadens and liberalizes as does knowledge on other studies, collegiate +not excepted.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Out-door Entertainments.</h2> + +<p>Once every year there is held at Good Will Farm a Summer Celebration, +which a great many of the Farm's friends attend. There are picnics, +feasting, and, of course, some speeches. This summer Mr. Kirk Munroe is, +we believe, to be a guest at the Farm, and will, of course, make a +speech.</p> + +<p>These Farm outings are held in July. Now, why may not the Table, during +that month, or during the August vacation, hold as many outings as +possible, the proceeds to go, little, whole, or in part, to the Round +Table Industrial School Fund? The trouble is very slight, the fun great, +and the satisfaction not to be measured. We urge this subject upon the +attention of all Chapters, and upon all members of the Order.</p> + +<p>Do you belong to a Sunday-school class? Ask it about undertaking it. If +you are just the least bit interested, write us for particulars, with +full and easily planned programme. We will give them promptly. You can +carry out the details. All that is needed is a small company of half a +dozen persons, old or young.</p> + +<p>This school is for some boys who need a school-house—and have none. The +Table is earning the Fund. Won't you help?</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A Close View of the Shah.</h2> + +<p>I was in Paris during the great exhibition of 1889. While I was there +the Shah of Persia came to France to see the World's Fair. I was at an +outdoor show one day, which the Shah attended, and I happened to be very +close to his box and had a good view of him and all his suite. He was a +very dark man of Jewish type. He was attired in a long black cloak of +soft cashmere which came to his knees. It was devoid of any ornament +except heavy black silk frogs which fastened it. He wore a tall brimless +Astrakhan hat, with a single precious stone on the front. It looked like +a moonstone and was quite large. He wore a beautiful, curved sword, the +only elaborate ornament that he had on. It was a magnificent weapon, +containing many gems set in the hilt and scabbard. He also had on black +boots of soft leather reaching to the knee. His staff had a great many +more ornaments than he had, but were all attired in the same black coats +and fur caps.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Jack Randall Crawford</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>The Gum on Stamps.</h2> + +<p>The gum on the back of the postage-stamps of the United States is made +from alcohol one part, acetic acid one part, dextrine two parts, and +water five parts.</p> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;">A. S. H.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 34em;"><span class="smcap">Peabody, Mass</span>.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>Answers to Kinks.</h2> + +<h3>No. 83.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'>G</td><td align='left'>or</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>ve</td><td align='left'>N</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>in</td><td align='left'>G</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>M</td><td align='left'>il</td><td align='left'>L</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>re</td><td align='left'>A</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>N</td><td align='left'>oo</td><td align='left'>N</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Y</td><td align='left'>ar</td><td align='left'>D</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>No. 84.</h3> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>B</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>E</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>B</td><td align='left'>R</td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>K</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>E</td><td align='left'>A</td><td align='left'>T</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>K</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p class="center">No. 85—A kiss.</p> + +<p class="center">No. 86.—Holmes.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_591" id="Page_591">[Pg 591]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>AN UNPLEASANT MISTAKE.</h2> + +<p>It is well always for boys to learn how to spell, as the experience of a +little lad in England recently proved. He tried to write a verse to his +teacher, and in using the word "bonny" to describe her face he wrote, +"and oh your <i>bony</i> face."</p> + +<p>The teacher did not like having her face referred to as bony, and the +poor little fellow was kept in for an hour after the rest of the boys +had gone home.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>ADVERTISEMENTS.</h2> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>WALTER BAKER & CO.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 99px;"> +<img src="images/ill_029.jpg" width="99" height="200" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center">The Largest Manufacturers of</p> + +<h4>PURE, HIGH GRADE</h4> + +<h3>Cocoas and Chocolates</h3> + +<p class="center">On this Continent, have received</p> + +<h4>HIGHEST AWARDS</h4> + +<p class="center">from the great</p> + +<h4>Industrial and Food</h4> + +<h4>EXPOSITIONS</h4> + +<h4>IN EUROPE AND AMERICA.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<p class="center"><b>Caution:</b> In view of the many imitations of the labels and wrappers on +our goods, consumers should make sure that our place of manufacture, +namely, <b>Dorchester, Mass.</b>, is printed on each package.</p> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>SOLD BY GROCERS EVERYWHERE.</h4> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>WALTER BAKER & CO., DORCHESTER, MASS.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_030.jpg" width="300" height="78" 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., Cin'ti</span>.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/ill_031.jpg" width="300" height="105" alt="HIRES' Rootbeer" title="" /> +</div> + +<p>contains enough sarsaparilla alone to give it the highest place as a +promoter of good health. To this, add the most delicious herbs, roots, +barks and berries and you have the reason why millions of people drink +and grow healthful on Hires' Rootbeer</p> + +<p class="center">A 25c. package makes 5 gallons</p> + +<h4>CHAS.E. HIRES CO., PHILA.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2><b><span class="u">OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENT</span></b> of the award on</h2> + +<h2><b>GILLOTT'S PENS</b> at the <span class="smcap">Chicago Exposition</span>.</h2> + +<p><b>AWARD</b>: "For excellence of steel used in their manufacture, it being fine +grained and elastic; superior workmanship, especially shown by the +careful grinding which leaves the pens free from defects. The tempering +is excellent and the action of the finished pens perfect."</p> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary=""> +<tr><td align='right'>(Signed)</td><td align='left'>FRANZ VOGT, <i>Individual Judge</i>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'>Approved:</td><td align='left'>{ H. I. KIMBALL, <i>Pres't Departmental Committee</i>.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='right'></td><td align='left'>{ JOHN BOYD THACHER, <i>Chairman Exec. Com. on Awards</i>.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_032.jpg" width="200" height="179" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<h2><span class="u">CARD PRINTER</span> <b>FREE</b></h2> + +<p>Sets any name in one minute; prints 500 cards an hour. YOU can make +money with it. A feat of pretty type, also Indelible Ink, Type Holder, +Pads and Tweezers. Best Linen Marker; worth $1.00. Sample mailed FREE +for 10c. stamps for postage on outfit and large catalogue of 1000 +Bargains.</p> + +<h4>R. H. Ingersoll & Bro. 65 Cortlandt St. N.Y. City</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>BIRDS' EGGS</b> and Naturalists' Supplies, Egg Drill, Blowpipe, and Hook, +nickel-plated, in pocket case, only <b>35 cts.</b></p> + +<p class="center">Illustrated catalogue for 2-cent stamp.</p> + +<h4>CHAS. K. REED, 262 Main Street, Worcester, Mass.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>WANTED. 100,000 BOYS,</h2> + +<p class="center">to sell the <b>EUREKA MARKING TAG</b> for marking hats, etc., now and in Summer +vacation. Sells at sight. Send 10 cents in coin for samples. Address +<b>Eureka Marking Tag Co.</b>, Cedar Falls, Iowa.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 200px;"> +<img src="images/ill_033.jpg" width="200" height="70" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<p class="center"><b>SEND for Catalogue of</b> the <b>Musical Instrument</b> you think of buying. +<b>Violins repaired</b> by the Cremona System. <span class="smcap">C. Story</span>, 26 Central St., +Boston, Mass.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p class="center"><b>PLAYS</b>, Dialogues, Speakers, for School, Club and Parlor. Catalogue free.</p> + +<h4><b>T. S. DENISON</b>, Pub. Chicago. Ill.</h4> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 500px;"> +<img src="images/ill_034.jpg" width="500" height="72" alt="If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE WATER" title="" /> +</div> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>TWO NEW BOOKS</h2> + +<h2>FOR YOUNG PEOPLE</h2> + +<h3>A Tale of the Sea</h3> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><b>AFLOAT WITH THE FLAG.</b> By <span class="smcap">W. J. Henderson</span>. Illustrated. Post 8vo, +Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25.</p></div> + +<p>Mr. Henderson has combined his knowledge of the sea with his experience +of several years as an officer in the Naval Reserve, and thus has made a +story of the New Navy. The story follows the experiences of four +American boys during the Brazilian revolution, two of them being on the +American cruiser <i>Detroit</i>, a third having enlisted in the Brazilian +navy on the battle-ship <i>Aquidaban</i>, and the fourth being a soldier on +the side of the Brazilian government.</p> + +<h4><i>BY THE SAME AUTHOR:</i></h4> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><b>SEA YARNS FOR BOYS.</b> Spun by an Old Salt. Illustrated. Post 8vo, +Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25.</p></div> + +<h3>Poems by</h3> + +<h3>Mrs. Sangster</h3> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><b>LITTLE KNIGHTS AND LADIES.</b> Verses for Young People. By <span class="smcap">Margaret E. +Sangster</span>. Illustrated. 16mo. Cloth, Ornamental, Uncut Edges and +Gilt Top, $1.25.</p></div> + +<p>Mrs. Sangster has a charming way, quite her own, of writing verse to +please the young, and many of the lines in this volume will be committed +to memory and carried into the riper years of the "Little Knights and +Ladies."</p> + +<h4><i>BY THE SAME AUTHOR:</i></h4> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><b>ON THE ROAD HOME.</b> Poems. Illustrated. 16mo, Cloth, $1.25.</p></div> + +<hr style='width: 25%;' /> + +<h4>Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York</h4> + +<p>☞ <i>The above works are for sale by all booksellers, or +will be mailed by the publishers, postage prepaid, on receipt of the +price.</i><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_592" id="Page_592">[Pg 592]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>BY THE SEA.</h2> + +<p>"Those rays, Tommy," said Mrs. Judkins to her little boy, "means that +the sun is drawing the water up to the sky for rain."</p> + +<p>"And then," replied Tommy, "are we soon going to have a salt-water +shower."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>AN EXPLANATION</h2> + +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">I know why the elephant by a thick skin</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">And a tough one is ever begirt:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">It is so when he's struck by the trainer's crowbar,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">He can laugh in his trunk all unhurt.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE WHALE'S SPOUT.</h2> + +<p>"Mr. Tompkins," said Willie Smith to his teacher the other day, "when the +whale spouts does he do it to bale himself out?"</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<p> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">I'm very fond of buckwheat cakes,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">I'm very fond of pumpkin-pie,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">I love the cookies mommy makes,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 22em;">I love upon the grass to lie.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">I dote upon a lot of things,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Like toys and apples, curtain-rings,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">But like must boys</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">I think that noise</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Is just the best thing known to man,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">And that is why an old tin pan,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">And battered spoon,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">This afternoon,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Have kept me busy as a bee;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 21em;">Bang! bang! Boom! boom! Hurrah for me,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">I don't need toys</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 27em;">When I have noise.</span><br /> +</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A STAMP-ALBUM GEOGRAPHER.</h2> + +<p>Nobody can deny that postage-stamp collecting is a great help in +teaching boys geography. Jack showed this at school when his teacher +asked him where Nicaragua was, and what it produced chiefly.</p> + +<p>"It's on page ninety-eight," said Jack, "and it produces more sets o' +stamps than any other country of its size in the world."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A PUZZLER.</h2> + +<p>"What I can't understand about the sun's light," said Wallie, when he +first heard how many millions of miles away from the earth the sun is, +"is how it manages to get here so early in the morning without +travelling all night."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A GREAT FEAT.</h2> + +<p>"Mamma," sobbed Bessie, "make Willie stop smellin' my roses. He's took +all the perfloomery out of one of 'em already."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A REPLY.</h2> + +<p>Jimmieboy's small brothers had both got out of bed on the wrong side, as +the saying goes, and their differences had been frequent.</p> + +<p>"What are those babies fighting about?" finally asked Jimmieboy's mamma.</p> + +<p>"About all the time," said Jimmieboy.</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A BETTER ONE.</h2> + +<p>"MY daddy's got a little watch on his bicycle that shows how far he +goes. Every time he goes a mile this thing marks a mile," said Tommie.</p> + +<p>"My pa has a better one than that," retorted Bobbie. "Every time he goes +a mile his registers two miles."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>A BAD RULE.</h2> + +<p>"What has become of your club, Harry?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, it's broken up," said Harry. "We made a rule that no boy could be +President twice, and after we'd been President once we couldn't go on +with it."</p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>SAM LEE AND THE FLYING-TOP—A CELESTIAL TALE.</h2> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 700px;"> +<img src="images/ill_036.jpg" width="700" height="298" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 244px;"> +<img src="images/ill_035.jpg" width="244" height="600" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, June 4, 1895, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, JUNE 4, 1895 *** + +***** This file should be named 32999-h.htm or 32999-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/3/2/9/9/32999/ + +Produced by Annie McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Harper's Round Table, June 4, 1895 + +Author: Various + +Release Date: June 27, 2010 [EBook #32999] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, JUNE 4, 1895 *** + + + + +Produced by Annie McGuire + + + + + + + + +[Illustration: HARPER'S ROUND TABLE] + +Copyright, 1895, by HARPER & BROTHERS. All Rights Reserved. + + + * * * * * + +PUBLISHED WEEKLY. NEW YORK, TUESDAY, JUNE 4, 1895. FIVE CENTS A COPY. + +VOL. XVI.--NO. 814. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR. + + * * * * * + + + + +[Illustration] + +HEROES OF AMERICA. + +THE FLAG-BEARER. + +BY THE HONORABLE THEODORE ROOSEVELT. + + +[Illustration: Decorative I] + +n no war since the close of the great Napoleonic struggles has the +fighting been so obstinate and bloody as in the civil war. Much has +been said in song and story of the obstinate courage of the Guards at +Inkerman, of the charge of the Light Brigade, and of the terrible +fighting and loss of the German at Mars la Tour and Gravelotte. The +praise bestowed upon the British and Germans for their valor, and for +the loss that proved their valor, was well deserved. But there were +over one hundred and twenty regiments, Union and Confederate, each of +which in some one battle of the civil war suffered a greater loss than +any English regiment at Inkerman or at any other battle in the Crimea; +greater loss than was suffered by any German regiment at Gravelotte, or +at any other battle of the Franco-Prussian war. No European regiment in +any recent struggle has suffered such losses as at Gettysburg befell the +1st Minnesota, when 82 per cent. of the officers and men were killed and +wounded; or the 141st Pennsylvania, which lost 76 per cent., or the 26th +North Carolina, which lost 72 per cent.; such as at the second battle of +Manassas befell the 101st New York, which lost 74 per cent.; and the +21st Georgia, which lost 76 per cent. At Cold Harbor the 25th +Massachusetts lost 70 per cent., and the 10th Tennessee at Chickamauga +68 per cent.; while at Shiloh the 9th Illinois lost 63 per cent., and +the 6th Mississippi 70 per cent.; and at Antietam the 1st Texas lost 82 +per cent. The loss of the Light Brigade in killed and wounded in its +famous charge at Balaklava was but 37 per cent. + +These figures show the terrible punishment endured by these +regiments--chosen at random from the head of the list--which shows the +slaughter roll of the civil war. Yet the shattered remnant of each +regiment preserved its organization, and many of the severest losses +were suffered by regiments in the hour of triumph, and not of disaster. +Thus, the 1st Minnesota at Gettysburg suffered its appalling loss while +charging a greatly superior force, which it drove before it; and +the little huddle of wounded and unwounded men who survived their +victorious charge actually kept both the flag they had captured and the +ground from which they had driven their foes. + +A number of the Continental regiments under Washington, Greene, and +Wayne did valiant fighting, and suffered severe loss. Several of the +regiments raised on the Northern frontier in 1814 showed, under Brown +and Scott, that they were able to meet the best troops of England on +equal terms in the open, and even to overmatch them in fair fight with +the bayonet. The regiments which in the Mexican war, under the lead of +Taylor, captured Monterey, and beat back Santa Anna at Buena Vista, or +which, with Scott as commander, stormed Molino Del Rey and Chapultepec, +proved their ability to bear terrible loss, to wrest victory from +overwhelming numbers, and to carry by open assault positions of +formidable strength held by a veteran army. But in none of these three +wars was the fighting so resolute and bloody as in the civil war. + +Countless deeds of heroism were performed by Northerner and by +Southerner, by officer and by private, in every year of the great +snuggle. The immense majority of these deeds went unrecorded, and were +known to few beyond the immediate participants. Of those that were +noticed it would be impossible even to make a dry catalogue in ten such +volumes as this. All that can be done is to choose out two or three acts +of heroism not as exceptions, but as examples of hundreds of others. The +times of war are iron times, and bring out all that is best as well as +all that is basest, in the human heart. In a full recital of the civil +war, as of every other great conflict, there would stand out in naked +relief feats of wonderful daring and self-devotion, and, mixed among +them, deeds of cowardice, of treachery, of barbarous brutality. Sadder +still, such a recital would show strange contrasts in the careers of +individual men--men who at one time act well and nobly, and at another +time ill and basely. But though the ugly truths must not be blinked, and +though the lessons they teach should be set forth by every historian, +and learned by every statesman and soldier, yet these are not the truths +on which it is best worth while to dwell. For our good-fortune the +lessons best worth learning in the nation's past are lessons of heroism. + +From time immemorial the armies of every warlike people have set the +highest value upon the standards they bore to battle. To guard one's own +flag against capture is the pride, to capture the flag of one's enemy +the ambition, of every valiant soldier. In consequence, in every war +between peoples of good military record, feats of daring performed by +color-bearers are honorably common. The civil war was full of such +incidents. Out of very many, two or three stand as especially +noteworthy. + +One occurred at Fredericksburg on the day when half the brigades of +Meagher and Caldwell lay on the bloody slope leading up to the +Confederate entrenchments. Among the assaulting regiments was the 5th +New Hampshire, and it lost 186 out of 300 men who made the charge. The +survivors fell back sullenly behind a fence, within easy range of the +Confederate rifle pits. Just before reaching it the last of the +color-guard was shot, and the flag fell in the open. A Captain, Perry, +instantly ran out to rescue it, and, as he reached it, was shot through +the heart; another Captain, Murray, made the same attempt, and was also +killed; and so was a third, Moore. Several private soldiers met a like +fate. They were all killed close to the flag, and their dead bodies fell +across one another. Taking advantage of this breastwork Lieutenant +Nettleton crawled from behind the fence to the colors, and bore back the +blood-won trophy. + +Another took place at Gaines Mill, where Gregg's 1st South Carolina +formed part of the attacking force. The resistance was desperate, and +the fury of the assault unsurpassed. At one point it fell to the lot of +this regiment to bear the brunt of carrying a certain strong position. +Moving forward at a run, the South-Carolinians were swept by a fierce +and searching fire. Young James Taylor, a lad of sixteen, was carrying +the flag, and was killed after being shot down three times, twice rising +and struggling onward with the colors. The third time he fell the flag +was seized by George Cotchet, and when he in turn fell, by Shubrick +Hayne. Hayne was also struck down almost immediately, and the fourth +lad, for none of them were over twenty years old, grasped the colors, +and fell mortally wounded across the body of his friend. The fifth, +Gadsden Holmes, was pierced with no less than seven balls. The sixth +man, Dominick Spellman, more fortunate, but not less brave, bore the +flag throughout the rest of the battle. + +Yet another occurred at Antietam. The 7th Maine, then under the command +of Major T. W. Hyde, was one of the hundreds of regiments that on many +hard-fought fields established a reputation for dash and unyielding +endurance. Toward the early part of the day at Antietam it merely took +its share in the charging and long-range firing with the New York and +Vermont regiments, which were its immediate neighbors in the line. The +fighting was very heavy. In one of the charges the Maine men passed over +what had been a Confederate regiment. The gray clad soldiers were lying, +both ranks, soldiers and officers, as they fell, for so many had been +killed or disabled that it seemed as if the whole regiment was prone in +death. + +Much of the time the Maine men lay on the battle-field hugging the +ground under a heavy artillery fire, but beyond the reach of ordinary +musketry. One of the privates, named Knox, was a wonderful shot, and had +received permission to use his own special rifle, a weapon accurately +sighted for very long range. While the regiment thus lay under the storm +of shot and shell he asked leave to go to the front, and for an hour +afterwards his companions heard his rifle crack every few minutes. Major +Hyde finally, from curiosity, crept forward to see what he was doing, +and found that he had driven every man away from one section of a +Confederate battery, tumbling over gunner after gunner as they came +forward to fire. One of his victims was a general officer, whose horse +he killed. At the end of an hour or so a piece of shell took off the +breech of his pet rifle, and he returned disconsolate: but after a few +minutes he gathered three rifles left by wounded men, and went back +again to his work. + +At five o'clock in the afternoon the regiment was suddenly called upon +to undertake a hopeless charge, owing to the blunder of a brigade +commander, who was a gallant veteran of the Mexican war, but who was +also given to drink. Opposite the Union lines at this point were some +hay-stacks near a group of farm buildings. They were right in the centre +of the Confederate position, and sharpshooters stationed among them were +picking off the Union gunners. The brigadier, thinking that they were +held by but a few skirmishers, rode up to where the 7th Maine was lying +on the ground, and said, "Major Hyde, take your regiment and drive the +enemy from those trees and buildings." Hyde saluted, and said that he +had seen a large force of rebels go in among the buildings, probably two +brigades in all. The brigadier answered, "Are you afraid to go, sir?" +and repeated the order emphatically. "Give the order so the regiment can +hear it, and we are ready, sir," said Hyde. This was done, and +"Attention!" brought every man to his feet. With the regiment were two +young boys, who carried the marking guidons, and Hyde ordered these to +the rear. They pretended to go, but as soon as the regiment charged came +along with it. One of them lost his arm, and the other was killed on the +field. The colors were carried by the color corporal, Harry Campbell. + +Hyde gave the orders to left face and forward, and the Maine men marched +out in front of a Vermont regiment which lay beside them. Then, facing +to the front, they crossed a sunken road, which was so filled with dead +and wounded Confederates that Hyde's horse had to step on them to get +over. Once across, they stopped for a moment in the trampled corn to +straighten the line, and then charged toward the right of the barns. On +they went, at the double-quick, fifteen skirmishers ahead, under +Lieutenant Butler, Major Hyde on the light, on his Virginia +thoroughbred, and Adjutant Haskell to the left, on a big white horse. +The latter was shot down at once, as was his horse, and Hyde rode round +in front of the regiment just in time to see a long line of men in gray +rise from behind the stone wall of the Hagerstown pike, which was to +their right, and pour in a volley: but it mostly went over their heads. +He then ordered his men to left oblique. Just as they were abreast a +hill to the right of the barns, Hyde, being some twenty feet ahead, +looked over its top and saw several regiments of Confederates, jammed +close together, and waiting at the ready; so he gave the order left +flank, and, still at the double-quick, took his column past the barns +and buildings towards an orchard on the hither side, hoping that he +could get his men back before they were cut off, for they were faced by +ten times their number. By going through the orchard he expected to be +able to take advantage of a hollow, and partially escape the destructive +flank fire on his return. + +To hope to keep the barns from which they had driven the sharpshooters +was vain, for the single Maine regiment found itself opposed to portions +of no less than four Confederate brigades, at least a dozen regiments +all told. When the men got to the orchard fence, Sergeant Benson +wrenched apart the tall pickets to let through Hyde's horse. While he +was doing this a shot struck his haversack, and the men all laughed at +the sight of the flying hardtack. Going into the orchard there was a +rise of ground, and the Confederates fired several volleys at the Maine +men, and then charged them. Hyde's horse was twice wounded, but was +still able to go on. No sooner were the men in blue beyond the fence +than they got into line, and met the Confederates, as they came crowding +behind, with a slaughtering fire, and then charged, driving them back. +The color corporal was still carrying the colors, though one of his arms +had been broken; but when half-way through the orchard Hyde heard him +call out as he fell, and turned back to save the colors, if possible. +The apple-trees were short and thick, and he could not see much, and the +Confederates speedily got between him and his men. Immediately, with the +cry of "Rally, boys, to save the Major," back surged the regiment, and a +volley, at arm's-length, destroyed all the foremost of their pursuers: +so they rescued both their commander and the flag, which was carried off +by Corporal Ring. Hyde then formed the regiment on the colors, +sixty-eight men all told out of two hundred and forty who had begun the +charge, and they slowly marched back toward their place in the Union +line, while the New-Yorkers and Vermonters rose from the ground cheering +and waving their hats. Next day, when the Confederates had retired a +little from the field, the color corporal, Campbell, was found in the +orchard dead, propped up against a tree, with his pipe beside him. + + + + +A CHINESE CREW. + + +Over the mantel in Grandfather Sterling's dining-room hung the picture +of a great Newfoundland dog, painted so true to life that it seemed +possible to run one's hand through the masses of rough curly hair as the +big honest brown eyes looked down wistfully at the table just below the +heavy oak frame. + +One winter day when Ralph Pell and his grandfather met at +breakfast-time, a northeast wind was whistling around the corner of the +old mansion, and hurling the snow with a musical tapping against the +window-panes. + +The white-haired sailor looked up at the picture of the noble animal, +saying, with a touch of affection in his voice: "Well, Nero, good old +fellow, this is one of the kind of days you used to love. How you +enjoyed plunging and rolling into a big snow drift, and making the white +flakes fly!" + +"Grandpop," said Ralph, "you have never told me about Nero. Did he ever +go to sea with you?" + +"Go to sea with me, boy? Why, Nero was first mate with me once, and a +good one, too, when I had a Chinese crew on my vessel." + +"Oh, do tell me the story, please, grandpop," exclaimed Ralph, "for it +must be a funny one." + +"Um! Not so funny as you think, perhaps; but I'll spin you the yarn, and +let you judge. Well, when I was a strapping young fellow, 'way back in +the forties, I sailed out of the port of Boston as mate of the bark +_Eagle_, bound to Hong-Kong, which place, as your geography tells you, +is in China. We had a quick passage out, but found nothing in the way of +a good freight just then offering for home, so we remained for several +weeks with our mud-hook--as sailors call the anchor--dropped in the same +place. It was the unhealthy season, and, one by one, our crew sickened, +and were sent on shore to the hospital. Next the Captain was taken down, +and I found myself, with the second mate, the only man left on board the +vessel. + +"Just at this time the Captain was offered a good paying charter to +carry a cargo up the coast, so he ordered me to ship a new crew for the +trip, and to take his place as Captain, saying that he would be himself +again when I returned. There was not a white sailor to be engaged in the +port, so I shipped a crew of coolies, as the lower class of natives are +called, stowed my cargo, and set sail; but as this class of Chinamen are +very dirty in the way of their clothes and habits, I took care to lock +the door of the forecastle-house, in which the sailors sleep, and to +make the natives take up sleeping quarters on a lot of mats thrown on +top of the cargo in the hold. + +"As ill luck would have it, the poor second mate, who had made several +voyages to the pig-tail country, and could talk pigeon-English so as to +be understood by the moon-eyed sailors, went out of his head with the +fever, and jumped overboard in his delirium the second night after +leaving port. This left me to deal with a crowd of men who could not +comprehend a single order I gave them. However, as the place to which we +were bound was only about two days' sail away, and as the wind was +favorable, I kept the ship on her course. + +"Of all the exasperating times I have ever had, that was the worst. When +I wanted the crew to man a certain rope, I was obliged to cast it off +the pin, put it in their hands, and make signs to them what they were to +do with it; but half the time they would slack away when I wanted them +to haul, so that between my anxiety and ill-humor and their surliness we +speedily got on very bad terms, and I soon noticed an ugly disposition +on their part toward me. I believe that the men would have turned on me +if it had not been for the Captain's big dog Nero, who followed me +wherever I moved, and who growled wickedly at the evil-looking crew +whenever he saw them look threateningly at me. + +"In addition to the navigating of the ship, I was obliged to constantly +superintend the setting and taking in of the sails, the steering of the +ship, and many other matters, so that I dared not go below even for my +meals. The afternoon of the day before I expected to reach port I was +completely worn out with my labors, and almost sick from lack of sleep. +At last I could stand guard no longer, so I went through a regular +pantomime with the man at the wheel, signifying that he was to keep the +ship going just as she was. Then I threw myself down on top of the +cabin-house, and immediately fell asleep. + +"It was quite dark when I was awaked by Nero shaking me roughly and +uttering loud and angry yelps. In one jump I made the wheel, jammed it +hard over, brought the vessel to her course again, then called Nero, who +stood on top of the cabin whining in an ugly way at the Chinamen who +were grouped about the door of the carpenter's shop alongside the +galley. + +"I saw through the trick at once. The wheelsman had calculated that by +deserting his post, the ship would fly up into the wind and be wrecked +in the strong breeze then blowing. In this way the vengeful spirit of +the men was to be satisfied. When they saw that their plan had failed +they sullenly entered the hold through the booby-hatch, and that was the +last I ever saw of my Chinese crew. + +"I waited a little while, then lashed the wheel, pulled off my shoes, +and sneaking forward noiselessly closed the door of the hatch and +slipped the bolt into its socket. That accomplished, I went back to the +wheel much easier in mind, for I knew that the crew could not gain the +deck in any other way. + +"During the night the wind died completely away, leaving the vessel +becalmed, and the sea subsided into long, easy swells. I dozed at +intervals, trusting to Nero to warn me of any new danger, and so +obtained some little rest. Just before daybreak, upon awakening from one +of these cat-naps, I became sensible that the ship was lifting in a very +sluggish way to the seas, and that her motion was new and strange. +Casting my eyes over the side, I was almost petrified to see that the +vessel had settled in the water almost to her deck-line, and was rapidly +sinking under my feet. At the same instant there came a violent pounding +forward from the inside of the booby-hatch and a chorus of wild and +agonizing yells. + +"In a flash the heathenish trick was revealed to me. The Chinamen had +determined not to be cheated out of their revenge, so had bored holes in +the ship with an auger taken from the carpenter's chest. They had +expected to rush out on deck in time and escape in one of the boats, +probably leaving me to go down in my vessel, but found their way blocked +by the locked door of the hatch. + +"However devilish their action had been, I could not let them drown like +rats in a trap, so I started forward to their release, and had just laid +my hand on the bolt when the deck blew up, owing to the confined air, +with a report like that of a cannon, and I was hurled into the sea. + +"I quickly gained the surface, but was immediately drawn down again in +the suction of the sinking vessel, and when at last I once more found +myself on top of the water I was so far spent, strong swimmer though I +was, that I would have sunk helplessly, but Nero caught my collar and +held my head up until I recovered my breath and strength. + +"Shortly after this some floating object bumped up against us, which to +my joy I discovered to be the large wooden chicken-coop that had rested +on the deck. I climbed on top of it, and pulled Nero up beside me, and +we drifted about on it until late that afternoon, when we were picked up +by a Chinese junk, and carried into port. + +"And now, my boy," said Grandfather Sterling, in conclusion, "you have +the story of the time that I went to sea with a Chinese crew, and had +Nero for my first mate." + + + + +THORNTON'S USELESS STUDY. + +BY W. J. HENDERSON. + + +"I wish to gracious goodness that Thornton J. Seabury would make better +use of his time!" + +That was the earnest exclamation of Mrs. Seabury, mother of Thornton; +and it was her earnest conviction that her son was going to turn out to +be an idle, unpractical, shiftless young man. + +"It's not that he's lazy," said Mrs. Seabury, when, in the distress of +her heart, she went to consult the minister about her boy. "No, he's not +exactly what you might call lazy; but he works on useless things. He +spends hours and hours in studying things that may be very interesting +and very fine to know; but what good will they ever do him? He's got to +make his way in the world, and I'd like to know who's going to pay him +for learning the names of the stars, and orbits, and diurnal motions, +and such things as he talks about! He ought to be giving his attention +to something that will help him to earn an honest living." + +"But, my dear Mrs. Seabury," said the Rev. Thomas Tatter, who was a man +of education, "there is hardly any study that cannot be turned to +account in earning a living; though I must admit that I can't help +admiring your son for loving a study for its own sake." + +"Well, I'd admire him too," said Mrs. Seabury, "if he loved some such +study as civil engineering or architecture." + +"Yes, I dare say that these would promise a more brilliant future for +him: but we must admit the fact that his gifts are for astronomy, and +you know it is almost impossible to overcome the impulses of a boy's +natural gifts. Even as an astronomer a man may earn a living." + +"Well, I suppose there's no help for it," sighed Mrs. Seabury. + +All this time, Thornton, grieved at his mother's opposition to his +favorite pursuit, was nevertheless more passionately attached to it than +ever. From early childhood he had always regarded the heavens with +delight and devouring wonder. What were those beautiful golden stars +that filled the splendid dome of night with their gentle radiance! Why +had God put them there, and what were they doing? Little by little he +began to absorb the elementary facts of astronomy, and after a time he +found that he could make no further progress without becoming a thorough +mathematician. So he set himself resolutely to work, and soon knew all +that his school-teacher, a college graduate, could teach him. Thornton +really was a complete master of geometry, trigonometry, higher algebra, +and even the more advanced branches of mathematics. His advance in +astronomy was now rapid. He even put in a summer at uncongenial labor in +order to earn money enough to buy three or four second-hand instruments. +He never dreamed that he might turn his knowledge to practical use; but +he studied simply because he loved the subject. And in the course of +time astronomy repaid him for his devotion in ways that had never +entered his mind. + +At the time when this story begins Mr. Seabury had left home, on the +Maine coast, and had gone to New York to see about a good situation +which had been offered him in that city. Times had been hard up in +Maine, and Mr. Seabury had been out of work and could not get in again. +One day he returned home and told his wife that he had secured an +excellent situation in New York, but hardly knew how to stand the great +expense of moving his family and his household goods such a distance. +Fortunately, however, an old friend, Captain Josiah Whitby, of the +schooner _Three Elms_, came to visit them that evening. As soon as he +heard of the difficulty he slapped his stout knee and said: + +"Why, lookee, my lad, it's lucky I came. I'm goin' to sail for New York +on Saturday with the _Three Elms_ in ballast to get a cargo there for +Bermuda. Now it ain't agoin' to hurt me to carry all your fixin's for +nothin', an' you an' your fam'ly for the price o' what you'll eat." + +Mrs. Seabury had some feelings of timidity about the sea-voyage, but of +course such a kind offer was not to be refused, and, moreover, Mr. +Seabury and Thornton were both delighted at the prospect of the voyage. +So during the next two days there was a great bustle in the Seabury +household. All their furniture, carpets, and other belongings were +carefully packed up and stowed in the capacious after-hold of the _Three +Elms_, for Mr. Seabury's intention was to live in a little house at +Williamsbridge. Early Saturday morning Mr. Seabury and Thornton +superintended the storage of the last load of goods, including the +trunks containing their clothing and Thornton's precious books and +instruments. Then the little family sat down to breakfast with Captain +Whitby in the schooner's cabin, and Mr. Seabury added to his unfailing +prayer before eating a petition for their safety during the voyage which +they were about to undertake. + +"I can't get away from the wharf before three o'clock this afternoon," +said the Captain, "because the _Three Elms_ can't get over the bar here +except at high water." + +"It's spring tide to-day," remarked Thornton. + +"Hello, boy!" exclaimed the Captain; "are you a sailor?" + +"Oh no, sir," said Thornton. "I don't know one sail from another, but I +know the age of the moon, and I know it's time for the spring tides +here." + +"Well, even that's worth knowin'," said the Captain, "and if you keep +your eyes open while you're aboard here, you'll learn a lot of other +useful things." + +"It will be funny to see Thornton learning _useful_ things," exclaimed +Mrs. Seabury. + +"Let the boy alone, mother," said Mr. Seabury, "he'll come out all +right." + +In the afternoon the schooner got under way, with a fine westerly +breeze abeam, and stood out to sea. As she passed the lighthouse at the +entrance to the little harbor, the Captain took certain bearings of it +with his compass, while Thornton stood by and watched him with interest. + +"I suppose you are fixing the schooner's position by bow-and-beam +bearings," said the boy. + +"That's what I'm doin'," said the Captain; "but how'd you know anything +about them?" + +"Oh, I've heard of them," said Thornton, modestly. + +"Well, come and see me set the patent log," said Captain Whitby. + +Thornton seemed to know something about that too, and the Captain +decided that although the boy might have a good deal of useless +knowledge in his head, he had hold of some facts worth knowing. He said +as much to Mrs. Seabury, but she replied: + +"What's the good of his knowing those things? He isn't a sailor." + +"That's true enough," answered the Captain, remembering that the boy did +not know one sail from another. + +By six o'clock the schooner was well out to sea, and as it grew dark the +Captain came on deck with his sextant. Thornton became intensely +interested. + +"Going to take Jupiter for latitude, Captain?" he asked. + +"That's what," was the reply; "but what do you know about it?" + +"Oh, I'm not so ignorant that I can't tell what latitude and longitude +are," said Thornton; "and I know that Jupiter will be on the meridian at +8.32 to-night." + +"Well, then, you know some more things that are worth knowin' to a +sailor-man, anyhow," declared Captain Whitby. + +For twenty-four hours the schooner glided along slowly and quickly, the +wind constantly drawing ahead and forcing her off her course. Then it +fell dead calm, and a heavy swell began to roll in from the southeast. + +"Mother," said Thornton, "don't be frightened, but we're going to have a +storm." + +"Mercy sakes!" exclaimed Mrs. Seabury; "how do you know? The Captain +hasn't said so." + +"The barometer has fallen rapidly for the last six hours, and the wind +has been backing from west to southwest and so on around to southeast," +said Thornton, "and there's going to be a gale. The Captain hasn't said +anything, because he does not wish to frighten you." + +Two hours later it began to blow in short uneasy puffs from the +southeast, and Captain Whitby ordered the top-sails and foretopmast +stay-sail taken in. He laid the vessel by the wind on the starboard +tack, intending to push out as far as possible from dangerous proximity +to the coast. At six o'clock in the evening it was blowing freshly, and +the long swells were cut up into foaming ridges. + +"Get the fore-sail off her!" cried Captain Whitby to his little crew, +and presently the big sheet of canvas was furled snugly on its boom. + +"In jib, and lay aft to reef the mains'l!" + +It was wild weather now, and no mistake. The big roaring green billows +came raging down out of the dusk in the southeast, and as the schooner +would lean far over to meet them it looked as if they were going to bury +her. But as each sea approached, the schooner's bowsprit would swing +upward with a great heave, the sea under-ran her, and down she came with +a crash and a cloud of spray into the screeching hollow. + +"I'll have to ask you all to go below," said the Captain; "it isn't safe +for you to be on deck. You might get washed overboard." + +Shut in the badly lighted little cabin, with the one lamp swinging +madly, the agonized groaning of timbers all around them, and the thunder +of tons of water falling on the deck above them, the Seaburys began to +wish that they had never left their little home to go out on the +treacherous ocean. They did not go to bed, but sat on the lockers, +holding fast with both hands, and momentarily expecting that some +terrible catastrophe would happen. About three o'clock in the morning +they heard a loud shout and a heavy thump on the deck, followed by a +rapid shuffling of feet. + +"What can have happened?" exclaimed Mr. Seabury. + +"Oh, they're coming to tell us that we must take to the life-boat!" +cried Mrs. Seabury. + +The cabin door was pushed open, and three sailors stumbled in, bearing +the inanimate form of the Captain. + +"One o' the main throat-halyard blocks fell from aloft," said a sailor, +"an' hit him. I reckon he's hurt bad." + +The Captain was laid in his bunk, and Mrs. Seabury forgot her fears in +her anxiety to do something for him. And being one of those "handy" New +England women, she could do a good deal, too. She could not find any +broken bones, so she decided that the poor man had been struck on the +body and injured internally. With the help of her husband, she prepared +and administered a soothing drink which put the sufferer to sleep. Poor +Thornton stood about idly, and keenly feeling his helplessness. But at +eight o'clock he eased his mind a little by winding the chronometer. + +In the mean time the storm had broken; it was only a summer gale, and at +nine o'clock the wind shifted to northwest, and the sun came out. +Thornton and his father went on deck, leaving Mrs. Seabury to attend to +the Captain, who was awake and in much pain. The mate came up to Mr. +Seabury, and said: + +"This are a ser'ous business, sir." + +"Yes," answered Mr. Seabury; "I suppose you're in command now." + +"Waal, I am: but I wish I wasn't." + +"Why, how's that?" + +"Why, ye see," said the mate, scratching his head, "I kin sail the +schooner all right: but I can't navigate her. I'm blowed ef I know w'ich +way to steer now." + +"Why not sail west till you sight land?" + +"'Cause I might hit a shoal or rocks, not knowin' they was there." + +"Please may I speak?" said Thornton. + +"Well, what is it?" asked his father. + +"I can navigate the schooner, though I can't sail her," said the boy, +earnestly. + +"You! Why, you never were at sea before!" + +"That makes no difference," said Thornton; "sailors navigate by the sun, +moon, and stars, and I know all about them. Father, I _know_ that I can +navigate this schooner into New York Bay. The chronometer is running; I +know where the captain's sextant is, and I wish you'd let me try." + +"We must speak to the Captain about this," said Mr. Seabury. + +They went below and laid the matter before the Captain. In spite of his +sufferings he became deeply attentive. He asked Thornton this question: + +"How are you goin' to find the position o' the schooner now? I've lost +her reckonin'." + +"I'll take a chronometer sight right away, and another two hours from +now, and work out the position by astronomical cross-bearings--Sumner's +method, I think you sailors call it." + +"Can you work Sumner's method?" + +"Certainly, with sun, moon, or stars." + +"Then you know more navigation than I do," said the Captain. + +"It's nothing but applied astronomy, you know," said Thornton, "and I've +always been studying astronomy." + +"You go ahead and see what you can do, my boy," said the Captain. "Let +Bowers, the mate, handle the schooner, and you tell him which way to +steer." + +Thornton went at once to the chronometer and set his watch by it. Then +he went on deck with the Captain's sextant in his hand, and the crew +stopped work to stare at him. He had a short talk with Bowers, who +explained the situation to the men. + +"If the Captain says it's all right," said one of the men. "I s'pose it +is." + +But, nevertheless, they could not understand how any person not a sailor +could be a competent navigator, though the simple fact is that +navigation has not necessarily anything to do with seamanship. The +schooner was hove to for two hours, because Thornton explained to the +mate that he desired to keep her in one place until he ascertained her +position. At 11.15 the boy took his second sight and went below to work +out his problem. His father stood over him in wonder while he filled a +sheet of paper with sines, cosines, secants, and such things. At last +the computation of the position was completed, and Thornton had to +ascertain the course to be steered. He got the Captain's chart, and, +marking the ship's place on it, went into the sufferer's cabin and +showed it to him. + +"I guess you must be about right, boy," said the Captain. "In settin' +the course, you want to get well out here." + +And the Captain indicated with his finger certain dangers that must be +given a wide berth. Thornton set a safe course, and, going on deck, told +the mate to get the schooner under way S. 1/2 W. The men sprang to their +work willingly, and in a very few minutes the _Three Elms_ was cleaving +her way over a comparatively quiet sea. For three days Thornton +continued his labors as navigator, and on the morning of the fourth he +announced that the Highlands of Navesink ought to be sighted from the +masthead at eleven o'clock. A sailor was sent up to look out for them. +The hour of eleven came, and he was silent. The mate and the crew looked +gravely at the anxious boy. Could he have been in error? Five minutes +passed, and the men began to talk angrily. Then the man aloft cried: + +"Land, ho! It's the bloomin' old Highlands! I know that lump!" + +[Illustration: A CHEER WENT UP, AND THE MATE SHOOK HANDS WITH THORNTON.] + +Then a cheer went up, and the mate shook hands with Thornton. Before +supper the schooner was in tow of a tug, going up the Swash Channel. + +"Well, mother," said Thornton, "do you think astronomy is such a useless +thing now?" + +And she was obliged to admit that she had never thought of it as the +foundation of navigation. Thornton is at present the assistant to the +government astronomer of a European country, and is receiving a +comfortable salary. + + + + +HELEN'S CHOICE. + +BY ANNIE HAMILTON DONNELL. + + +Helen set the baby down on the floor, and the pan of clothes-pins beside +her. "There, now, we'll see," she said, gayly. She got down, too, and +arranged the pins in an orderly little circle astride the pan's edge. +They went way round, and then Helen, with a sweep of fingers, sent them +all clattering into the pan again. The baby crowed in wide-mouthed, +toothless glee. + +"_You_ do it now, baby--see, just as I do," Helen said. + +She sprang lightly to her feet and went back to her dishes. The water +was cold, and the teakettle almost empty, and mutton-chops did make such +greasy plates. But Helen splashed in cheerfully. She was thinking of +Uncle 'Gene's letter on the mantel-piece, and the final decision about +it that very morning over the mutton-chops. It made her sing in sudden +ecstatic anticipation. What did she care about cold dish-water and +uncanny dishes, when she was going to-- She filled out the thought with +pantomimic action, running scales up and down the edge of the sink with +dripping fingers, and executing intricate tuneless measures amid dying +soapsuds. + +"Helen, Helen!" called a sweet plaintive voice from the bedroom. + +"Yes'm." The musical "selection" came to a quick stop. Helen hurried in, +wiping her hands on her apron and rescuing the baby from an ignominious +descent upon her nose on the way. "What is it, motherdie? is your head +worse?" she asked, anxiously. "I'm afraid it's those noisy +clothes-pins." + +"No, dear, but there's a draught somewhere. I can feel it on my neck. +And I wish you'd rub my shoulder again. It's unusually achy this +morning." + +Helen found the liniment bottle, and went to work with practised, gentle +touch. It was one of the dear invalid's bad days, and she had not tried +to get up. Her pale face looked up into Helen's with wistful +appreciation of the loving care. She was thinking of Uncle 'Gene's +letter too. + +The clock out in the kitchen struck eleven ponderously as Helen set the +bottle away and put the screen before the window. In half an hour the +primary children would be home, and close on their heels the older ones. +And what hungry, hurrying-scurrying little mortals they would be! + +"Dear little mother, poor little mother, I'll shut the door and keep the +Arabs as still as I ever can." + +Helen always called them the Arabs when she spoke of them collectively. +It was a family pet name for them. The baby had toppled into the big +pan, and was fast asleep when Helen went out. She picked her up and laid +her tenderly beside the mother. Then with wonderful ease she flew about, +finishing the dishes, setting the table for lunch, and doing three +things at once with nimble dexterity. She met the Arabs at the door with +hushing forefinger. They trooped in on tiptoe, sniffing anxiously for +dinner smells. + +"I'm awful hungry!" Archie whispered, shrilly. + +"So be I--_awful_!" Harry echoed. "_Are_ there sweet-potatoes, Helen?" + +"I smell 'em! I smell 'em!" Molly cried, under her breath, dancing +across the floor. + +"'Sh! 'sh! Yes, there are sweet-potatoes, but not for Arabs with dirty +faces. Come here this minute, and let me polish you up. Oh, Harry, where +ever did you tear your trousers so? A great big hog tear!" + +"Folks oughter not have fences with splinters to 'em, then," Harry +spluttered, with his mouth full of soapy water. "I was crawlin' under to +see if Pat Curran's cow chews gum. Bill Miller says so." + +"Does she?" Molly asked, eagerly. + +"Well, I'm not certain sure, but I think so. She wouldn't open her month +more'n a crack for me to look." + +"I bet she does," little Archie chimed in, "'cause I've seen her my own +self. She makes her jaws go just this way--look!" + +Helen smiled in her sleeve, and laid the little discussion away in her +memory for "Motherdie's" delectation. The older boys arrived, and dinner +was presently in animated progress, though everybody tried to keep +still--and didn't. As by magic the sweet-potatoes vanished under the +eager forks and spoons, and the creamy rice followed rapid suit. The +Arabs were a hearty little tribe. Nothing pleased Helen more than to +have them appreciate her cooking. She sighed a little now over the +thought that perhaps Mahala would scorch the rice after she was gone. + +"Well, I dread her!" suddenly exclaimed Roy, as if in answer to Helen's +sigh. + +"Who?" asked Archie, between mouthfuls. + +"Mahala. She'll scold us like sixty-nine when we make tracks over her +floors, and Helen never does." + +"She'll wear hoops," said Molly, holding her little silver fork in +reflective suspension. + +"And make-b'lieve bangs." + +"And cloth slippers, with 'lastics criss-cross over her ankles." + +"And _white stockings_!" + +Helen contracted her eyebrows sternly. "Stop, children!" she chided. +"Mahala's a good woman from the top of her head--" + +"Make-b'lieve bangs," murmured irrepressible Archie. + +"--to the soles of her feet." + +"Cloth slippers, you mean." + +Helen's eyes tried not to twinkle. "She's as much better than I am +as--as--you can think," she ended, lamely. + +The Arabs laughed in derisive chorus. + +"But, honest, Helen, it's goin' to be so lonesome an' poky!" Molly +wailed over her empty saucer. "We sha'n't have a speck of fun till you +come home again." + +"A whole year!" + +"Twelve months. Four times twelve's forty-eight. Forty-eight times +seven's--" + +"Three hundred 'n' sixty-five!" concluded Roy, scornfully. Roy was in +the grammar grade, and was regarded as an oracle in arithmetic. + +The baby woke up and lifted her voice hungrily, and Helen ran away to +her. The busy afternoon followed the busy morning on swift wings, and it +was almost supper-time before she could sit down and think a minute. +Then she held Uncle 'Gene's letter in her lap and thought about that. +"Let her come soon," it said, "and stay anyway a year. She has real +musical talent, and Bab's Professor Grafmann will develop it if anybody +can. He's a genius. Besides, we all want her, and the child must need a +breathing-spell after trying so long to tame those wild Arabs. Yon can +surely find somebody else to tutor them." + +Yes, oh yes, there was Mahala! She was all engaged to come and do it. +She was good-hearted and strong. She would be sure to treat them all +well and take splendid care of Motherdie. Helen rocked back and forth +contentedly. They wanted her to go--father and mother, and the Arabs +would soon get used to doing without her. Dear little Arabs! She looked +down at the smallest one of them, still trying to stand the clothes-pins +round the edge of the big bright pan. She was improving steadily. + +Let's see--to-morrow--day after--day after that. Then she was going. It +would be a new world opening suddenly to her, and she shut her eyes to +dream the wonderful dreams more uninterruptedly. Ever since she had +drummed baby tunes on the tin cake-box, by the hour at a time, she had +been growing hungrier to learn to materialize the untamed melodies that +ran riot in her mind, and made her fingers tingle with impotent longing. +And now it was coming--her chance! Three days away! But as the three +days came and went Helen's visions grew more clouded and overcast with +secret misgivings. She found herself worrying for fear Mahala would not +remember some of the little trivial comforts she herself had taken such +delight in remembering for Motherdie. And there were the baby's soft +little shoes that needed patching, and Harry's trousers, and the +dish-towels were in dire need of replenishment. If she only had a dozen +hands these last days, and a dozen times a dozen hours to use them! Her +heart misgave her uncomfortably. But they _wanted_ her to go--of course +it was just right. Nevertheless, her face grew sober and thoughtful, and +something tugged distressingly at her heart-strings. + +The day after, and the day after that came. Helen kissed her mother over +and over, and hugged the little Arabs fiercely, and went away. The +houses and people on the way to the depot danced about dizzily in a +mist, and she felt dizzy and topsy-turvy in acute sympathy with them. +Her father walked beside her, talking briskly and constantly. Roy walked +on ahead with her valise and umbrella, and never once looked around. +Helen watched him through the same confusing mist, and his straight, +slim little figure was oddly contorted. He had never looked bow-legged +before, Helen thought in dismay! + +The train puffed in and puffed out again, with a little maid, stricken +with sudden, overwhelming forlornness, in the corner of one of its +seats. A plump, benign-looking old lady sat just behind her, and watched +her with curious sympathy. The baby two seats ahead leaned over toward +her insinuatingly, and made her think of _the_ baby and the +clothes-pins. Mahala would never remember the clothes-pins--_never_! And +she had forgotten Harry's patch, that she meant to see to last night +surely. Mahala'd forget _that_, too. Helen started involuntarily to her +feet. + +[Illustration: "WHAT IS IT, DEARIE? YOU FORGOT SOMETHIN'?"] + +"What is it, dearie? You forgot somethin'?" The plump old lady leaned +ahead and touched her arm in friendly solicitude. + +"Yes, oh yes! I forgot the patches on Harry's pants." Helen lamented, +"and the baby's clothes-pins." + +"Oh lor, dearie, never mind--never mind! Patches ain't nothin' much, nor +clo'es-pins, neither. I'm comin' over an' set with you. I guess you're +sorter humsick, ain't you? I've got some pep'mints in my bag. I'm goin' +to see if I can't chirk you up." + +Helen moved her umbrella and hand satchel, and made room for her new +neighbor. The arrangement had its immediate good effects. Somehow the +little old lady reminded her of Mahala, though Mahala was angular and +tall and wore steel-bowed spectacles; but she always associated Mahala +and peppermints together--perhaps that was the reason. Anyway, if Mahala +was as kind and thoughtful as this plump old lady, why need she be +anxious and troubled? Helen was young, and travelling was a delightful +novelty. She grew cheerful and chatty, and parted with her new friend at +the Junction with real sorrow. There was nearly an hour to wait at the +Junction. Her train met the down train home there, she remembered, and +she might send a postal back. But when she began to write, all the old +misgivings and conscience-twitchings surged upon her. She felt selfish +and cruel and wicked. What business had she running away from home, +where she belonged, taking care of Motherdie and the baby and the Arabs? +They all needed her--they all needed her. The words said themselves over +with dreary repetition in her heart. Back and forth, up and down the +platform, she paced restlessly. Conflicting emotions fought in +hand-to-hand struggles. She ought to go home again. She wanted to +go the other way. The old tingling in her fingers grew almost +irresistible--the longing to touch piano-keys and draw from them the +music she knew was in her soul. No, of course she couldn't give it up +now. And why need she? + +Two whistles sounded in opposite directions. Helen walked faster than +ever. Oh, dear, dear, dear, why must the two trains meet right before +her eyes? There they were now. She watched the home train come jerkily +to a standstill, and _her_ train approach it on another track. She stood +suddenly still, and began to talk aloud. "That train goes home," she +said, "and _that_ one doesn't. Which one are you going on, Helen Scott? +Quick! Are you going home like a decent girl, or are you going to Uncle +'Gene's to practise scales like a heathen and a sinner?" The passengers +were almost all aboard. "Well, you can do as you please, Helen Scott. +_I'm_ going home to patch Harry's trousers and rub my blessed mother +with liniment!" + +She darted ahead, and in another minute was on the train. She never knew +how she got on, but there she was. She settled back in her seat with a +deep sigh of relief. The other train started first, and she shut her +eyes so she wouldn't see it. "Good-by," she murmured, wistfully; +"good-by." + +She felt weak and tired. It wasn't easy work having hand-to-hand +conflicts in her heart. But she was glad she was going home. How the +Arabs would shout! In her excitement she had not thought of getting a +return ticket, and it didn't occur to her now. She put the ticket her +father had bought for her in her button-hole, and leaning back in the +seat, went sound asleep. + +At an hour's end she woke up decidedly refreshed, and looked at her +little silver watch. They would be just about at Thompson's Crossing +now, she thought, glancing out of the window. But _that_ wasn't +Thompson's Crossing! They were drawing into a big bustling station that +Helen didn't recognize in the least. Men were darting about hurriedly, +and trucks were clattering by her. What did it mean? She clutched at the +sleeve of a brakeman going down the aisle, and questioned him nervously. +"Oh yes. Thank you." He passed on. Then that was it. She was going to +Uncle 'Gene's, after all, in spite of herself! In her hurry and mental +perturbation she had boarded the wrong train at the Junction, and it had +been the one not going home to Motherdie and the Arabs. She had said +"good-by" too. All her brave fighting in vain--no, it wasn't either. She +would stay at Uncle 'Gene's a day, and then go home. When that was fully +decided, Helen felt better, and began to rather enjoy the fun and +complication of it all. Uncle 'Gene and Bab met her at the depot, and +overwhelmed her with cordial welcoming. + +"There's a letter up home for you, Helen," Bab announced. "I guess +they're homesick and want you back." + +"But they won't get you, you know," Uncle 'Gene said, fiercely, tucking +her under his arm. + +"No more they won't!" answered Bab. + +Helen took the little home message up stairs with her into her pretty +new room. She opened it wonderingly. Why, what was this? + + "Dear Nell," father said. "This is for a bit of a welcome and + surprise, to make you feel quite contented and easy about us all. + Did you think the mother and I didn't notice your + conscience-stricken little face, and know just how troubled you + were? But we took a notion to make it a real surprise to you--that + Aunt Dolly is coming to help Mahala out. There, now, open your + eyes wide, my dear, and shut all the windows and squeal! Aunt + Dolly's coming, as sure as you live. She has given up her boarder + and rented her little nest, and is this blessed minute on her way + usward. So you will not worry about us any more, for Aunt Dolly's + a host in herself, and _almost_ as good as our Helen (the Arabs + would scalp me!), only, if you please, I'll swap her for Helen + when the year's up!" + +Helen forgot to shut the windows, but she squealed. A great weight of +care slipped off her shoulders on to Aunt Dolly's. + +"She won't forget the patch or the clothes-pins or _any_thing!" she +exclaimed. "Aunt Dolly's remember is miles, miles long!" + +Downstairs a door opened, and through it was wafted up to Helen a low, +sweet strain of music, that grew, second by second, fuller and deeper, +till it seemed to embody all her own glad feelings, and to bear up on +its wings beautiful, prophetic hints of the joy that was on its way to +her. + + + + +SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES. + +BY KIRK MUNROE. + + +CHAPTER XXVII. + +LOST IN THE FOREST. + +It was not difficult to find the Fox River, for it was the first stream +flowing into the Pelly on the right, and as the ice in the latter river +was much smoother than it had been on the Yukon, our sledge travellers +turned into it on the second day after leaving Harper's. + +"Now," said Phil, "we must keep a sharp lookout for Cree Jim's cabin; +for as no one seems to know exactly where it is located, we may find it +anywhere between here and the head of the stream. At any rate, we can't +afford to miss it." + +They did miss it, though, and after camping one night on the river, +reached its head in a lake that they knew must be the Fox. Although the +day was but half spent, Phil decided to camp at that point. + +"You and I, Serge," he said, "must go back down the river, one on each +side, making long detours away from it, in hopes of finding either the +cabin or some trail leading to it. At the same time we must keep a sharp +lookout for game. Anything from a bear to a rabbit would be acceptable +now, for if we don't replenish our stock of meat pretty soon we shall +lose our dogs." + +"All right," replied Serge. "Only, Phil, do be careful and not get +lost." + +"Never you fear on that score," laughed the young leader. "I'll look out +for myself; but see that you do the same." + +So the two lads set forth, leaving Jalap Coombs to prepare camp and boil +the oatmeal porridge, which, mixed with a small quantity of fish, now +formed the dogs' daily meal. + +Phil plunged directly into the forest, deciding to start out with one of +the detours that he had planned. Once within shelter of the trees, he +found the snow so deep that but for his snow-shoes he could have made no +progress. By their aid he was able to push forward at a fair rate of +speed, which he determined to maintain, on as straight a line as +possible, until within half an hour of sunset. Then he would bend to the +left until he reached the river, which he was certain could not be very +far away, and which he could follow back to camp even in the dark. + +So for several hours he plodded sturdily forward, keeping a sharp +lookout for any trail of man or beast, and making as little noise as +possible in the hope of surprising something worthy of a shot. All at +once the surprise came from the other side; for, with a rush from behind +a clump of young hemlocks, a huge brown animal, with great palmated +horns, crossed his path only a few rods ahead, and dashed away at right +angles, flinging the snow to both sides like a rotary railroad plough. +Rapid as were his movements, Phil got in one flying shot just as he +disappeared. + +"It was a moose!" thought the excited lad; "biggest one I ever saw. And +I hit him!" he cried aloud, a minute later, as he examined the broad +trail left by the flying beast. "Hit him hard, too," he added, as, +noting blood stains on the snow, and forgetful of everything else, he +set forth in hot pursuit of his stricken game. "He can't hold that pace +long, wounded, and through snow as deep as this," he reflected, "and I +shouldn't be surprised if I found him at bay inside of a mile. Oh, if I +can only get him, it will settle the food question for the rest of the +trip!" + +So, with high hopes, and with all his hunting instincts fully aroused, +Phil followed that blood-stained trail, not only for one mile, but for +several more, though without catching another glimpse of the flying +moose. Nor could he discover any sign of slackened speed or diminished +strength on the part of his huge quarry. The strides were just as long +as at first, and the snow was flung just as far on either side of the +trail. But for the crimson stains betokening a steady loss of blood Phil +would long since have given up the chase. They encouraged him to keep +on. "For surely," he said to himself, "no animal, not even a moose can +stand a drain like that forever." + +All at once he stopped short and gazed about him with startled glances. +The trail was growing dim; stealthy shadows were creeping through the +forest. The day was spent and night was at hand. "Now I _am_ in for it?" +he cried, bitterly. "Here I am miles from camp without an idea of its +direction or that of the river. My only guide to either is the trail by +which I have just come, and I should lose that in the darkness before I +had gone half a mile. The only thing to do is make a hungry camp, and +make it quick, too, before the light is wholly gone." + +Thus deciding, Phil left the trail and hastened towards a bunch of dead +timber that stood a short distance to one side. He scraped the snow from +a prostrate log, and then, using one of his snow-shoes as a shovel, dug +out a small space down to the ground beside it. A little pile of dry +twigs and bark and a few sticks of larger wood were hastily collected +and heaped against the log. When he got his fire well started he would +gather more. Now to whittle a handful of shavings, and then for a blaze. +Oh, how good it would seem! How it would drive away the horrid +loneliness, push back the encroaching shadows, and replace the deadly +chill of the on-coming night with its own genial warmth! It could not +furnish food, of course, and he must endure long hours of hunger, but +even that could be borne with its cheery aid. + +And now to light it. Phil had a match-safe in one of his inner pockets, +where he always carried it for just such emergencies as this, and at +length, after a struggle with his close-fitting parka, he drew it forth. +As he opened it and gazed into its empty interior a chill penetrated his +very marrow. + +"What a fool I am! what a miserable careless fool!" he cried, in tones +of despair. "I knew it was empty two days ago and meant to refill it. +But I didn't, and now I must suffer the consequences. What shall I do? +What shall I do? A night in this place without a fire will drive me +crazy, even if I don't freeze to death before morning." + +As Phil gazed about him in a very agony of apprehension his glance +rested on his rifle leaning against a tree, and a ray of hope entered +his heart. There was fire if he could only capture and control it. How +was it that wrecked sailors, and lost hunters, and all sorts of people +always managed to obtain fire from a gun, or rather from a pistol, which +was practically the same thing? He tried to recall what he had read of +such experiences. Oh yes! It was by flashing powder in the pan. But his +gun hadn't any pan. He had never seen one that had, unless it was +Kurilla's flintlock. Of course, now he remembered, it did have a place +into which the Indian used to pour a little powder every time he wanted +to fire his old blunderbuss. How Phil wished his Winchester were a +flintlock musket just at that moment. But it wasn't, and it didn't have +any pan, and loose powder was not used in connection with it. But there +was plenty of powder encased in its metallic cartridges if only he could +get at it, and could contrive some plan for adapting it to his purpose. + +All these ideas passed like a flash, and Phil had hardly thought of +powder before he was examining one of his cartridges, and trying to dig +the bullet out of its metal shell with the point of his knife. But it +was held too tightly, and he only pricked his fingers. + +Then another plan came into his mind. He laid his rifle on the ground. +Over its stock he spread a square of cotton cloth, such as he and Serge +were accustomed to tear from the great piece provided among their stores +whenever they needed clean handkerchiefs. On the cloth Phil laid a +cartridge, that he held in position with the sharp edge of his knife +blade, placed so that it would cut just at the base of the bullet. Then +he struck the back of the blade a smart blow with a billet of wood, and +the job was done. He had got at the powder. + +He poured out two-thirds of the precious mixture, and rubbed it well +into one side of the cloth, which he doubled twice and used against the +log. Then, after stopping the open end of the shell with a tiny wad of +lint to keep the remainder of the powder from running out, he inserted +it in the chamber of his rifle. Aiming it at the cloth, with the muzzle +about one foot away, and trembling with cold, or excitement, or anxiety, +or with all three, he pulled the trigger. + +The report that followed was hardly as loud as that of a small +fire-cracker, but the success of the scheme was instant. The little +flame poured from the muzzle of the rifle into that powder-impregnated +square of cotton cloth ignited it at once. A moment later it was nestled +amid the bundle of twigs and shavings, while Phil, on hands and knees, +was puffing at it like a pair of bellows. + +In two minutes more his fire was a certainty, the black shadows were +already beginning to retreat before its cheery attack, and Phil Ryder's +spirits had jumped from zero almost to the figure that represents +light-heartedness. + +Throwing off his fur parka, that he might the better appreciate its +warmth later, and seizing a snow-shoe, he cleared the whole space +between the first log and another that lay a few yards beyond. Into this +opening he dragged all the logs and dead branches he could find, working +with such energy that at the end of an hour he had a fine large pile, +and was in a glow from the exercise. Now he built another fire against +the further log, and piled his spare wood so that it was beyond reach of +either flame. + +He next spread a few spruce and hemlock boughs on the ground between the +two fires, selected a medium-sized chunk of wood for a pillow, donned +his parka, drew its great hood over his head, and, with his rifle by his +side, lay down on a much warmer and more comfortable couch than he had +dared anticipate a couple of hours before. + +Phil meant to keep awake so as to tend his fires, but instead of so +doing he fell asleep within an hour, and slept soundly right through the +night. When he at length awoke and sat up, he was chilled and stiff with +cold, for the fires were very nearly extinguished by a fall of snow that +had sifted down through the forest while he slept. As the poor lad +discovered this, he became filled with terror, for he knew that the back +trail was obliterated, and that all hope of regaining camp by its means +was cut off. Now he was indeed lost. As he gazed hopeless and bewildered +about him he caught sight of something that he at first took to be a dog +sitting only a few yards away, and regarding him hungrily. He spoke to +it and the animal started to sneak away. Then he saw that it was a wolf, +and hastened its movements with a rifle shot. + +As it was not yet light enough to commence his search for the river, or +for some stream that would lead him to it, he began to throw wood on the +fires that he might at least get warm before starting. While thus +engaged he was startled by a cry apparently in the voice of a child that +rang dolefully through the silent forest. Again he heard it, plaintive +and long-drawn, and this time nearer than before. It was so weird a cry +to be heard in that place and at that time that he shuddered as he +listened for its repetition. Its very humanness added to its terror. At +its third utterance Phil seized his rifle, cocked it, and faced the +direction of the sound, expecting in another moment to be confronted by +the tawny form of a mountain-lion. + + +CHAPTER XXVIII. + +PHIL ASSUMES A RESPONSIBILITY. + +Phil had never met nor even seen a mountain-lion, but he had often heard +that its cry sometimes imitates that of a child so closely as to deceive +the most expert of hunters. He had heard too of its ferocity, its +boldness in attacking human beings, and its terrible strength. In some +respects it is even more to be feared than that monarch of the North +American wilderness the grizzly bear, for the former, belonging to the +cat family, is a famous tree-climber, which the latter is not. + +These thoughts, together with all the stories he had ever read of +mountain-lions, flashed through the lad's mind in the few minutes that +elapsed between the first and third of those terrible cries. Before it +could utter another the fearful beast would be upon him, and with tense +muscles he braced himself for the coming conflict. He would not have a +chance for more than one shot. If it failed him, all would be lost. + +The sound of the third wailing cry had hardly died away when, with a +gasp half of relief that the suspense was ended, half of dread, Phil +caught a momentary glimpse of a brown furry object moving through the +trees. It would next appear from behind yonder clump of bushes. The +rifle was slowly lifted, a deliberate sight was taken along its shining +barrel, and then, as the furry object appeared at the precise point +where it was expected, the forest echoed with its ringing shot. But the +bullet had not been allowed to fulfil its fatal mission. One blessed +instant had been granted, even as the trigger was pressed, in which to +give the barrel a slight upward jerk, and deflect the leaden messenger +from its deadly course. + +The rifle fell from Phil's nerveless hand, as weak and faint he leaned +against a friendly tree trunk. As he stood there, staring with still +unbelieving eyes, a little fur-clad child, not more than four years old, +walking on the tiniest of snow-shoes, came close to him, smiled +trustfully up in his face, and, holding out a small mittened hand, said: + +[Illustration: "COME, MAN. COME WIF NEL-TE. MAMMA SAY COME."] + +"Come, man. Come wif Nel-te. Mamma say come." + +If Phil had been nearly paralyzed with horror to discover, as his eye +glanced along the levelled rifle-barrel, that he was aiming at a human +being, he was almost equally staggered at hearing the fur-clad atom who +called himself Nel-te, address him in English. How could it be? Who was +he? How came he there, alone in that vast wilderness of trackless +forest, ice, and snow? Where had the child spent the night just passed, +that had been so filled with terrors to him? How had he lived through +it? Where was his mother? + +All these questions and more he asked the child, as he sat on a log, +and, drawing the little one to him, gazed at him as though he were +unreal, and might at any moment vanish as mysteriously as he had come. + +But the child evidently had neither the time nor the inclination for +explanations. He gravely repelled all the lad's friendly advances, and +turned to go away, as though confidently expecting him to follow. As +Phil hesitated for a moment he looked back, and in a voice that had a +slight tremble, together with a lower lip that quivered just a little, +he repeated: + +"Come. Mamma say come." + +And Phil, picking up his rifle, followed after the unique little figure +like one who is dazed. A happy smile lighted the child's face at this +compliance with his wish, and after that he plodded sturdily onward +without turning his head, as though satisfied that his mission was +accomplished. After thus going something less than a quarter of a mile, +they emerged from the forest, and came to a log cabin standing on the +bank of a small stream. + +Though fairly well built, this cabin did not differ in outward +appearance from ordinary structures of its kind in that country, save +that its single glass window was hung with white curtains. These caught +Phil's eye at once, but ere he had time to speculate concerning them his +little guide had reached the door. Slipping off the small snow-shoes he +pushed it open and entered. Phil followed, but had not taken a single +step into the interior ere he started back in dismay. + +On the floor close beside the threshold lay an Indian--a tall handsome +fellow, but with a terrible gash in one side. From it his life's blood +had evidently drained some time before, for it needed but a glance to +show that he was dead. + +From this startling sight the lad's gaze wandered across the room. It +caught the white curtains, a few poor attempts at ornamentation of the +walls, an empty hearth, on which was no spark of fire, and then rested +on a rude bed in one corner, to which the child had just run with a +joyful cry. + +On the bed lay a woman, and, to Phil's utter amazement, she was a white +woman, who was feebly speaking to him in English. Her bloodless face, +terribly emaciated, was surrounded by a wealth of dark brown hair, and +her great eyes were fixed on him with a pitiful eagerness. + +"Thank God! thank God, sir!" she said, in a voice so near a whisper that +Phil was obliged to bend his head to catch the words. "Now that you've +come, I can die in peace, for my Nel-te will be cared for. I prayed, oh, +how I prayed! But it seemed as if my prayers were to be of no avail, +until at length the answer came in the report of your gun. Then I sent +the child to find you. And oh, sir. I do thank you for coming. I do +thank my Heavenly Father for sending you. And you will care for my baby? +You will take him far from here, where he may grow to be a good and +useful man? You will, won't you, sir? Promise me. Promise me you will." + +"But you mustn't die," answered poor Phil, who was so bewildered by the +perplexities of the situation that he knew not what to say. "I have two +companions who will know what to do for you, and we will stay until you +get stronger. What does it all mean, anyway? Are you wounded? Did that +Indian attack you?" + +"He was my husband, my Jim," whispered the woman, again opening her +eyes, which had closed wearily after her recent effort at talking. "He +died for me, and I am dying for him." + +Here she was interrupted by a terrible fit of coughing, and a gush of +blood from some internal hemorrhage. + +After a few minutes she continued: "He shot a moose, and with its last +strength it charged on him. When he did not come home I went in search +of him. I found them lying together. Jim still breathed. Somehow I +managed to bring him home on my back. But he was dead when I got him +here, and the strain had been too great for me. I had burst a blood +vessel, and had barely strength to crawl to the bed. That was two days +ago. I should have died that first night, but fought with death for +Nel-te's sake. Now I can go, and I am glad, for I am so weary--so +weary." + +This pitiful story was told in whispers, with many pauses and many +struggles for breath. When it was finished the great pleading eyes again +closed, and the woman lay so still that Phil thought she must be dead. +He tried to feel of her pulse, but started at the touch of her hand, for +it was like ice. The chill of it seemed to reach his very heart, and he +shivered in the deadly cold of the room. + +"I can at least make a fire," he thought, and he began to search for +matches. There were none, and finally bethinking himself of the blaze he +had left in the woods he set forth to fetch fire from it. In a few +minutes he returned with a couple of burning brands. Then he brought in +wood, and, after a little the great fireplace was filled with leaping +flames. + +Nel-te came to him and begged for water. Phil had noticed several times +that the child was eating snow, and now berated himself for not +realizing that the little fellow was thirsty. He melted snow in a +kettle, and the boy drank eagerly. Then from some hiding-place he +produced a smoked salmon that he began to eat ravenously. After a little +he paused, looked hesitatingly at Phil, and then shyly, but with inborn +hospitality, held out the fish to his guest, saying: "You hungry?" + +"Indeed I am, little chap," answered Phil, who was just remembering how +very hungry he was, "and I shall be only too glad to take a bite with +you." So he cut off a piece of the fish, and as the two ate their +strange meal in company Phil knew that the little stranger had won his +heart; for never had he felt so drawn to any child as to this one. + +While they were thus engaged, the woman again unclosed her eyes, and +made a slight movement. Phil held a cup of water to her lips, and she +drank thirstily. It seemed to give her strength, for she said: + +"You have not promised me, lad. But you will-- I know you will; for God +has sent you in answer to my prayers. You will care for my baby, and try +to love him, and never let him forget his mother. You will promise, and +I know I can trust you, for you have a brave face and honest. You will +promise me?" + +"I do promise," said Phil, solemnly, "that if you are taken from your +boy I will care for him to the best of my ability, and be to him a +brother and--" + +"That's enough, lad. Now hand him to me, for I canna see him. His name +is Nelson McLeod." + +This last came in so faint a whisper that Phil barely caught the words; +but as he lifted the little one to the bed the woman seemed to gain new +strength, for she flung her arms about the child, strained him to her +breast, and kissed him. + +Then the wasted arms unclosed. She fell back, a smile glorified her +face, and the great brown eyes opened for one parting look at her boy. +In another moment, with a sigh of content, she fell into the sleep that +knows no waking; and Phil, recalling the long-ago story of the +missionary, knew that the sorrows of Ellen McLeod were ended. + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +A MINIATURE RAILROAD SYSTEM. + + +[Illustration: CHICAGO, AND THE SKEW BRIDGE.] + +One of the most interesting models perhaps ever made, in a popular way, +has been prepared by an English clergyman, the Rev. H. L. Warneford, of +Windsor, England. Dr. Warneford has a small yard in the rear of his +house, surrounded by an ordinary brick wall, which may be seen in each +of the illustrations accompanying this article. Along the rear end of +the garden he has built a railroad from wall to wall, in that distance +overcoming the inconveniences of the ground which usually require the +mechanical ability of railroad builders. The road runs from a little +station called Chicago at one end to a small station at the other end +known as Jericho. It is complete in every detail, and as thoroughly so +as if it were one of the great lines that run across England. The two +stations even have advertisements pasted over them, as any ordinary +station does; and the terminal facilities, though they are small and +rather simple, are in their way as complete as in any full-size +railroad. + +[Illustration: THE AMERICAN TRESTLE BRIDGE AND TUNNEL ENTRANCE.] + +The track is over 80 feet in length, with a gauge of 2-5/8 inches; and +in order that he might get in in these 80 feet all the different forms +of railway construction Dr. Warneford has made the track so that it runs +over some of the uneven spots in his yard, and in this way, in the +places where bridges are required, he has constructed that form of +bridge which would naturally be best suited to the particular form of +ravine or cavity over which the road is to run. One of the prettiest of +these bridges is a thoroughly constructed cantalever bridge, on the form +of the great Forth Bridge between Scotland and England, which passes +over a little excavation immediately after the train has come out of a +long, thoroughly constructed tunnel, the entrance to which appears in +two of the illustrations. Another bridge is a perfectly constructed skew +arch, which the train crosses a few feet after leaving Chicago. Then +comes the model of an American trestle, and after passing over this the +road runs through the tunnel, over the cantalever bridge, through a +cutting, and finally over a steel tubular bridge into Jericho. + +[Illustration: THE STEEL TUBULAR BRIDGE.] + +Besides all these constructions, the proportions of which can be easily +seen by comparing them with the ordinary size bricks of the stone wall, +the road is fully equipped with complete sets of signals, which can be +and are worked with telegraph wires and posts. There are not only +signals for connections and ordinary use, but Dr. Warneford has even +constructed a fog-signal apparatus, which is worked by a spring when the +engine passes over it, causing a hammer to fall on a small blank +cartridge; and this, exploding, is the signal for the train to come to a +stop at a time when, either on account of fog or similar impenetrable +mist, the ordinary signals would be of no use. + +[Illustration: JERICHO.] + +As to the train itself, that consists of a locomotive, which is a +complete model of an ordinary English engine. The steam is generated by +spirits, and the engine draws a couple of trucks and a passenger-car. +When the steam is up, and the train is started, the reverend gentleman +has to run his level best to get to the next station before the train, +otherwise it would be "missing." When it does arrive at its destination, +the fact is made known by an electric bell ringing automatically; and on +close inspection of the photograph of the Jericho station the electric +button may be seen at the end of the tracks inside the depot. On the +line between the stations there is a signal-box, with levers to work the +signals, as complete in its way as any signal-tower in existence; and, +as some one said who visited the line a short time ago, the only thing +that is lacking on the line is the stentorian call of the conductor, +"All tickets ready." + +[Illustration: SIGNAL TOWER, AND ENGINE WITH SNOW-PLOUGH.] + +The accompanying illustrations, which are taken from photographs made +especially for HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, are interesting in many ways. They +were taken during the last winter, when snow was on the ground, and when +experiments were being tried with a tiny snow-plough on the front of the +engine to see if the track could be cleared. One of the illustrations +shows the plough at work in the cutting; and, as any one may see, the +job is not a light one to clear the track at that spot. In one or two of +the illustrations interesting comparisons may be made as to the size of +the bridges and the train with some of the small shrubs which have +sprung up near the track; but such are the perfect proportions of the +model track, signals, and station that unless some such object is +compared with them or the size of the bricks in the wall is noted the +photographs might be those of a normal train taken from a great +distance. + +[Illustration: THE CANTALEVER BRIDGE.] + +The parts of the road representing masonry are not, of course, built of +true stones, but simply of boards painted to represent them. The +bridges, however, are sincere constructions in every part, each "timber" +being set in place by itself, and the whole construction made to rely on +its own strength, without any false support. The steel tubular bridge +Dr. Warneford had made for him, and it will bear the weight of a boy. +All the castings for the wheels and machinery of the engine and cars are +perfect in their way. + +The readers of the ROUND TABLE will remember that last fall we published +a photograph of the perfect model of a trolley-car which not only ran by +electricity, just as an ordinary car does, but had all the details, even +to advertisements, that the trolley has. This trolley-car was an +extraordinary piece of work; but whereas the Warneford engine is not +more than eight inches long, the trolley was between two and three feet +long. The care taken in constructing the English train, engine, and road +must have been infinitely greater and the difficulties considerably +increased on account of its smaller size; but such work is not +impossible for any one with a mechanical turn of mind. + +This whole railway, in fact, is a most interesting and suggestive piece +of work, and illustrates what mechanical ability and ingenuity can do, +and how much amusement and profit even so busy a man as an English +clergyman may find in working on such a thing as a hobby. + + + + +SOME DONT'S FOR SWIMMERS. + +BY WILLIAM HEMMINGWAY. + + +It is just as dangerous to play with water as it is to play with fire. +Probably no sport is more dangerous than swimming, just as none other is +quite so delightful. If you use proper caution no exercise is safer than +swimming. + +But what is proper caution? It is almost impossible to learn how to swim +by reading any amount of printed instructions, but it is easy to learn +how to take care of one's self in the water. One of the best swimming +teachers I ever knew summed it all up in these words: Don't be rash. +Don't be frightened. It seems to me that no advice can be better than +that. I think that one more rule is safe to follow, Don't "show off." + +Let us look at what happens to the rash swimmer and diver. Probably +every one of you has known or heard of some poor over-confident fellow +who has lost his life by diving overboard without knowing the depth into +which he was plunging. Nothing can be more dangerous. There is a fine +swimming-beach at the upper part of the Harlem River, near Farmers' +Bridge, on the Manhattan Island shore. There are bath-houses in plenty, +and a long stretch of firm sandy shore. One of the best oarsmen of his +year went swimming there a few years ago. He had just come to the end of +five months' hard training and racing. During that long period swimming +had been forbidden to men in the crew, because it was feared that they +might tire themselves out at it, and use up strength that should be +applied to rowing. But now the restraints of training were off, and +J---- was having a delightful frolic with his friends. He was a strong +swimmer and a graceful diver. Running down the beach he splashed out +until he was knee-deep in the river, and then gathered himself for a +dive. He plunged head first on a sand-bar. His neck was dislocated. He +did not live five minutes. + +That young man had been swimming from the same place last year. He +thought he was familiar with the shore. Really he had forgotten just +where it was safe to dive. If he had been cautious enough to ask his +comrades, or even to wade out a little further and learn the depth for +himself, he would not have lost his life. + +Do you think it childish to be cautious? Put away the idea. The bravest +men are nearly always the most careful. + +"Your Majesty knows not what fear is," said a courtier to King Oscar of +Sweden, who had fought in many hand-to-hand battles with wonderful +success. + +"The man who does not know what fear is," replied the King, "is a fool." + +And fear is only another name for over-cautiousness. + +"No matter how well you think you know a swimming-place, take nothing +for granted. So many changes take place in a year. Sand bars are formed +by the tides. If you dive from a pier, how can you know without actually +investigating what timber may have been swung loose by the water's +action since last year, and be now lurking for you beneath the surface? +And as for swimming in strange water, never do it without learning all +you can about the conditions. Henry Guy and I were chumming for bluefish +in Fire Island Inlet recently. We had fine luck for a while. Suddenly +the bluefish disappeared. After waiting idly a few minutes I began to +yearn for a swim. The air was very warm, and the cool, green water was +rippling a thousand invitations. Just as I was about to dive off the +stern of our cat-boat the skipper touched my arm and shook his head. + +"Don't!" he exclaimed. + +"Why not?" + +"Sharks." + +That was all of the conversation. Before I was half dressed the skipper +touched my arm and pointed at a long, dark gray object that loafed along +against the tide six or eight feet below our keel. It was a shark. My +hair bristled. You see it is advisable to know sometimes just where you +are "at." + +Diving is certainly the best way for you to enter the water--always +provided that you know all about its depth. Nothing can be more +unhealthful than the dawdling habit of wading out ankle-deep or +knee-deep, and waiting to get your courage up. The hot sun beats down on +your head. Your feet and legs are in the cool water whose temperature is +anywhere from ten to twenty-five degrees lower than that of the air. + +You can't remain long under these conditions without injuring yourself. +Nature's plan is to have the head cool and the extremities warm. Go +contrary to this, and you are in trouble. Probably most of you can +remember having had a headache some time or other from this very cause. +Indeed, physicians will tell you that many attacks of cramps in the +water are due to the swimmer's foolish habit of wading in very slowly. +Deranged circulation causes cramps. In places where it is not safe to +dive you can easily stoop over and throw a few handfuls of water on your +head. Then hurry forward and throw yourself in--fall in. Will other +fellows laugh at your precautions? Well, let them laugh, and pay for it +with the twinges of cramps. I have been swimming twenty years, and I've +never had a cramp, simply because I've followed the rules laid down +here. + +Never let yourself be frightened in the water. A boy I know found +himself far outside of the breakers at Cape May. He swam deep--that is, +with his feet far below him--and found that in spite of his efforts he +was making no headway, or very little. Instead of howling for help, and +using up his strength in struggles that would drown him before help +could arrive, he put his wits to work. He soon found that the off-shore +current was below the surface, and that at the very top of the water the +flow was toward the shore. Thereupon he drew up his legs and swam as +near the surface as he could. Even then it was a long swim for a +twelve-year-old boy, but he got the beach under his feet at last. +Another boy I know was dragged far out by a "sea-puss" at Long +Branch--one of those deadly, swift, sudden currents that pounce on a +bather unawares and carry him away from shore. This boy waved his arm +and shouted for help. When he saw the men on shore running toward a +surf-boat he calmly turned over on his back and devoted all his energies +to floating. He had been carried nearly a mile before he was rescued. If +either one of these boys had been frightened he probably would have +drowned. + + + + +[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. + + +I heard of a society the other day, a society which has a beautiful +name. I am sure you will agree with me about the name when I tell you +that it is called "The Cheer and Comfort Society." Its object is to send +good reading matter, particularly magazines, papers, and interesting +books, to people too poor to obtain them by purchase, and not likely to +get them from lending libraries, and the lady who can tell you all about +the society and its work is Miss Emily Campbell, of Short Hills, New +Jersey. + +The sweet words "Cheer" and "Comfort" are repeating themselves in music +in my mind as I write. Perhaps you would like to know where I am writing +this Pudding Stick letter to you, dear girls. Well, the place is in the +country, in a lovely valley with green hills rising around it on every +side, and standing like guardian sentinels about the pleasant homes +which are scattered over the breezy fields and plains beneath them. The +morning is very cool, and the blue sky is just breaking through the +heavy clouds which a while ago threatened rain. Wrapped in a shawl, +think of it you who are reading this on a day too warm for shawls, +and established in a big easy-chair, with my paper resting on a book +in my lap, I am thinking of you. I write these little letters almost +always in this way; they seem more intimate and confidential than if +I sat down beside my desk, and shut my door, and put on a sort of +let-me-alone-if-you-please business air. I fancy that most of the +letters I receive from you are written in this same easy and friendly +way, and that you keep your note-paper in little boxes and portfolios, +and perhaps sometimes in a dear old atlas, which makes a delightful +portfolio. + +To go back to "Cheer" and "Comfort." There are always chances in life to +do both, for turn where you will, there are those who are in need of +help. Not always bodily help. Often those who have every earthly thing +they need--shelter, money, food, clothing, books, all sorts of +opportunities--are in want of the heavenly things which "cheer" and +"comfort" mean. They are depressed, low in their spirits, sad, and +troubled. They are even cross and disagreeable because they are unhappy. +To such persons young people, with bright faces and light hearts, can +bring both the cheer that gives courage and the comfort that takes away +pain. You haven't to do anything in a grand and heroic fashion either. +Simply be yourselves, and let the gladness that is in you bubble up and +overflow, and you will make tired people happier. + +Two school-girls sat behind me in a car the other day, chatting together +in low voices, and laughing immoderately every few minutes at the +happenings of their day. Bless them, the sweet, gay, merry-hearted +creatures! The car seemed lonesome after they reached their station, and +went tripping along the road up the long hill to their home out of sight +from my point of view. Just be yourselves, dears, and you will make +older people happy. I sent a loving little word of thanks after my +school-girls, for they had been a help to me. If they read the ROUND +TABLE, here's a bit meant for them. + +One afternoon, passing a church on a city street, I read this +announcement on a bulletin-board at the door, "The Pleasant Words +Society will meet at four o'clock." Wasn't that fine? The "_pleasant_ +words" society! Whatever we think of, however we feel, we may speak +pleasantly, our words and our tones being in our own control. The effort +to speak pleasantly will usually cause us to feel pleasant, and it is +pleasant people--people who please--who get together and form societies +and clubs. Who ever heard of a Fault-finders Society or a Cross Words +Society? Fretful fault-finders have to sit in corners alone. + +Another society of which I know is the T.M.D.S., which, being +interpreted, is the Ten Minutes a Day Society. This is an association of +young girls which requires of its members only that they shall devote +ten minutes every day, or sixty minutes every week, to sewing, or in +some other way working for orphans and the poor. It sends garments to +hospitals and asylums, boxes to home and foreign missions, and +accomplishes a wonderful deal of good, by simply using ten minutes of +each day in a bit of unselfish work. + +[Illustration: Signature] + + + + +[Illustration: THE CAMERA CLUB] + + This Department is conducted in the interest of Amateur + Photographers, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any + question on the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should + address Editor Camera Club Department. + + +PAPERS FOR BEGINNERS, NO. 3. + +GETTING READY TO DEVELOP. + +If there is one place more than another where one needs to be methodical +it is in the dark room. It is lighted but dimly, and groping about for +materials or apparatus often results in disaster to that most +susceptible of all things, the sensitive plate. One should have his +materials so arranged that he can put his hand on any one in the dark. + +Besides knowing where the materials are, and always having them in their +place, the materials and apparatus used for developing should be placed +the same way each time when arranging them for developing. Place the +hypo-tray far enough away, and in such a position, that there shall be +no danger of getting any of the hypo into the developer. If the water +for rinsing the plates is at the right hand of the developing-tray, +place the hypo-tray at the left hand of the water. Then in washing the +developer from the plate before placing it in the hypo it will be clear +of the developer, and if one is unlucky enough to let the plate slip +into the hypo, drops will not spatter into the developer. + +Never, under any circumstances, set a vessel on the floor which contains +any liquid beside water. The dismay which has followed an unfortunate +step in the dark, when one has set the hypo-tray on the floor with a +well-developed plate "fixing" in it, can only be understood and +appreciated by the amateur who has been so rash as to invite such a +disaster. + +Get the water for washing and rinsing the plates ready first, and if one +has running water this means simply attaching the hose to the faucet and +getting the washing box ready. Next fill the hypo-tray and put it in its +place, then the developing-trays should be placed in front of the +lantern, and the developing solution mixed in the glass graduate ready +for use. + +Look at the lantern and be sure that there is enough candle or oil to +last during the developing. To be left in darkness with a plate at its +most critical point of development is, to say the least, a great +annoyance. + +See that the dishes are perfectly clean. This should always be attended +to after each development. It not only saves time, but the possibility +of fresh solutions being spoiled by the decomposing of chemicals left in +the trays is thus avoided. + +Having everything in readiness--the bottles of restrainer and +accelerator where they will be at hand if needed--get the plates which +are to be developed. These should be placed on a convenient shelf, or +stand where they will be out of the way of liquids, but where they can +be easily reached. If the plates are still in the holder, of course they +do not need to be covered, as they are already shut away from the light, +but if they have been removed from the holders and placed in a box, have +a cover from a larger plate box to turn over the box after it is open. +This will prevent fogging the plates, and is easier to adjust than the +cover which fits the box. + +It is a good plan to provide one's self with light wooden covers a +little larger than the trays. These can be made from cigar boxes, and a +little white porcelain knob, such as druggists use on small drawers, +screwed on for handles. The cover for the hypo-tray should have a white +band painted across it, or marked in some way by which it may be easily +distinguished from the covers for the developing-trays. These covers are +very convenient to place over the trays if one wishes to leave the dark +room for a moment, or to open the door to admit a little fresh air. They +can also be placed over a tray when the plate is first covered with the +developer if the plate is extremely sensitive. A screw eye can be put in +the end of the cover to hang it up by when not in use. + +Having once decided on the most convenient way for arranging the +materials for developing, stick to it. The task of finding and using +what is needed will soon become mechanical, and the mistakes which occur +from a haphazard way of arranging the developing outfit will be avoided. + +In the next paper for beginners we shall suggest some home-made +appliances for the dark room which have been designed by skilful +amateurs for saving time, space, and money. Any of our amateurs who have +improved ways of doing things are requested to send descriptions to the +Camera Club. We have already several on hand, which will be published in +their appropriate places. When sending a description of home-made +apparatus, send a photograph with it if possible. + + + + +KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS. + + +I.--UTHER PENDRAGON, THE FATHER OF ARTHUR. + +Jack and Mollie had joined the Order of the Knights and Ladies of the +Round Table, and had become Sir Jack and Lady Mollie in consequence. +They were proud of it, too, not so much because of the titles they were +thereby permitted to use, but because they knew that it was a great +thing to be knightly enough to become members of a society which had +high aims and lofty purposes in view. They were both sturdy little +Americans, and to be known as _Sir_ Jack and _Lady_ Mollie did not add +at all to the good opinions they had of themselves, except in so far as +these honorable prefixes to their names showed that they were members in +good standing of a flourishing organization. + +Who the original Knights of the Round Table were and what they had done +they did not know, but they set about finding out as soon as they +received their membership cards, for, as Jack said, "What's the use of +going into a thing without finding out all about it?" And Mollie, as +usual, agreed that that was the thing to do. + +So they asked their father about it, and it turned out that he knew very +little more about the Knights of the original Round Table than they did. +He did know that at the head of the table had sat a certain King of +England, Arthur by name, who was a Knight of great prowess, but beyond +this he was quite ignorant on the subject. He said, however, that he +would look the matter up when he had time, and let them know whatever he +might discover. And he did so, and whenever he discovered anything which +he thought would interest the children, he would tell them about it. + +"Arthur's father, according to the legends," said their father, "was +King of England, and his name was Uther Pendragon." + +"What a terrible name," said Mollie. + +"It was indeed," said the story-teller. "It was meant to be, for the +title Pendragon signified in those days that he who bore it was the +chief leader in war, which is a terrible thing. Uther Pendragon, the +King, married Ingraine, who was beautiful and good, and Arthur was their +son, but for some reason or other it was thought well that the boy +should be brought up in ignorance of who his parents were, and on the +advice of Merlin he was sent away to a certain lord of Uther's land, one +of the noblest and most faithful of his day, who would look carefully +after the bringing up of the child, and see to it that he should become +well fitted in every way for the position he was some day to occupy. +Merlin had looked into the future, and had seen that Arthur would grow +to be a better man if he were kept away from his father's court, where +in all probability every one would have flattered and spoiled him, and +lead him to believe that he was a much finer fellow than he really was. +So Arthur was sent to Sir Ector, who brought him up as his own son, and +no one but the King and Queen and Merlin really knew that he was a +Prince, and would some day become King of England." + +"I'm glad they don't do things that way nowadays. I'd hate to be brought +up by one of the neighbors without knowing that you were my papa." + +"Must have been worse than going to boarding-school," said Mollie. + +[Illustration: JOURNEYING TOWARDS LONDON.] + +"Well, however that may be," said the story-teller, "it was a good thing +for Arthur, for he was well brought up, and he made a good friend in Sir +Ector's son Kaye, with whom he spent most of his time, and whom he +believed to be his brother, and when Uther died and it became necessary +to put some one in his place, he made his claims to the office of King +much greater by having to prove that he was fitted for it, not so much +because of the fact that he was Uther's son, which some ill-natured, +jealous Princes who wanted to be King said he was not, but because of +his wonderful prowess, which he showed when the time came. It was but +two years after Arthur was born that King Uther was taken sick, and all +the rebellious lords in his kingdom thought that the time had come for +them to rise up against him, but Merlin went to the King and told him +that even though he was ill it was necessary for him to go out and fight +the enemy, and Uther, sick as he was, went into the battle carried on a +litter and took command of his forces. Aided by two splendid knights, +who were among his closest friends, Sir Ulfius and Sir Brastias, Uther +fought a great battle at St. Albans with the forces from the North, in +which he was victorious, and after which he returned to London. Here +within a short while he died, first having gathered his Barons about +him, and at the suggestion of Merlin proclaimed his son Arthur his +successor. Then, as the chronicles tell, the kingdom was in great danger +for a long time. Years passed, and all the lords who were strong and +possessed of small armies of their own wished to make themselves King, +and doubtless one of them would have succeeded had it not been for +Merlin, who, when Arthur had become old enough to make his plans +possible, went to the Archbishop of Canterbury and persuaded him to +summon all the lords and gentlemen at arms to appear in London on +Christmas eve. Now these men all stood in great fear of the Archbishop, +because the Archbishop stood for the Church, and not one of them dared +disobey. So Christmas eve found them, one and all, gathered in London as +Merlin had wished, for Merlin hoped, in the words of the legend, that, +gathered on Christmas eve, the lords of the kingdom might by some +miracle from Heaven be shown who should become the rightful King of +England, in which hope he was not disappointed, as you will shortly +see." + +[TO BE CONTINUED.] + + + + +[Illustration: INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT] + + +The date of the dual games between Andover and Worcester Academies has +been definitely set for next Saturday, and the arrangements have been +put in charge of Colonel Sam Winslow, who was Captain of the champion +Harvard nine of 1885. These games, which were spoken of in greater +detail in this Department last week, will take place in Worcester on the +same day the Western Massachusetts I.S.A.A. will hold its annual track +and field meeting on Pratt Field, Amherst. From the interest already +manifest the latter should be the most interesting and profitable sports +ever held in that section. Monson Academy has won the championship for +the past three years, but the other schools of the League have now +determined to make a desperate effort to change the established order of +things. My opinion is that they will succeed, and that the pennant will +go either to Chicopee or to Springfield. It will be no walk over in any +case, for the Amherst, Westfield, and Holyoke High-schools have strong +men, and will make a good showing both on the track and in the field. + +The 100-yard dash has always been a hard-fought race, and this year it +will be closer than ever. E. J. Murphy, of Springfield H.-S., will +probably win, however, with Schute of Westfield second, and Phillips of +Monson third. The same men will dispute the places in the 220. Kennedy +of Springfield H.-S. ought to take the quarter, although he will not, by +any means, have an easy victory, for Schute, in spite of his many +previous heats in the dashes, will run hard. Thayer of Holyoke is a +pretty sure winner in the half-mile. In practice he has covered the +distance in 2.07, and I feel confident that he can do better in public. +Christy of Monson is the best man for the mile. Last year he ran in 4 +min. 38 sec. on time, but injured his ankle just previous to the +I.S.A.A. meeting, and then covered the distance in 4 min. 55 sec. Shea +of Chicopee H.-S. has covered 19 feet in broad jumping, and ought to win +that event Saturday. Scott of Westfield H.-S. will take the high jump, +and ought to clear at a good figure, as he did 5 ft. 7-1/2 in. in-doors +last winter. The pole vault will furnish a hot struggle between Smith of +Springfield H.-S., Bryant of Chicopee H.-S., Austin of Monson Academy, +and Scott. The winner will have to go 10 feet, and I should not wonder +if the best performance even exceeded that mark. + +The Western Massachusetts Association, in addition to a one-mile bicycle +race, has a half-mile event for the wheelmen, and Elmer of Chicopee +H.-S. is expected to finish first in both of these. Sullivan of Holyoke +H.-S. and Pike of Springfield H.-S. will get places. In the hurdles, +Phillips of Monson and Baker of Amherst are about even, and their race +will be as exciting a contest as the day will afford. They will be +closely pushed by Barry of Chicopee H.-S. and Stiler of Westfield H.-S., +both of whom are strong runners and clever at clearing the sticks. In +the weight events the Monson men will try to maintain the record they +established by winning first place in both for the past five years. +Austin has put the shot nearly 35 ft., and may do better, but he will +have formidable rivals in O'Connor of Holyoke H.-S., Spence of Chicopee +H.-S., and Winslow of Amherst H.-S., all of whom can do better than 30 +ft. But Chisem will, beyond a doubt, take the hammer event, with +O'Connor second, and Bush of Westfield H.-S. third. + +[Illustration: GERMANTOWN ACADEMY BASEBALL NINE.] + +The championship of the Pennsylvania Inter-academic Baseball League was +decided on Friday, May 24th, when Germantown Academy defeated the +Cheltenham Military Academy nine at Stenton. This is the second +consecutive time that the Germantown team has taken the pennant with a +clean record of victories, and this last victory of theirs is all the +more creditable because of the strength of the opposing team. The +feature of the players' work the past season has been the pitching and +batting of McCarty, the fielding of Captain Sharpe at short-stop, and +the strong batting of the entire nine. All their victories have been won +by heavy hitting at opportune moments. On Friday especially McCarty +distinguished himself. In addition to making three hits that were +factors in the victory, he struck out fifteen of the Cheltenham batters. +Lamberton, who was in the box for the soldiers, also pitched a good +game, but he was so poorly supported at times that his work did not +count for much. + +The Pennsylvania Interscholastic championship having been settled, there +now remains the New England championship, the decisive game of which +will be played in Boston on Friday, and the Inter-City championship of +the N.Y. and Long Island I.S.B.B. Associations, which will be decided at +Eastern Park on Saturday. + +Another important and decisive baseball game will be the +Andover-Lawrenceville match at Andover a week from to-morrow. This will +be the third annual contest between these two big schools, and I am glad +to record that neither nine just now is burdened with over-confidence. +Andover won the first two matches of the series, by the scores of 5-4, +in 1893, and 5-2, in 1894. This year, however, the teams are so nearly +matched that it is hardly possible to forecast the result of next week's +game. Of last year's Andover players only three have returned to school, +the rest of the nine being new players, with whom Captain Drew has +labored hard and conscientiously to develop a winning team. But with +Drew behind the bat, and Greenway or Sedgwick in the box, P.A. has a +battery that it will be hard to find the equal of on any school baseball +team. The infield, however, is weak. Barton, at first, plays well, but +should cover more territory, and have more confidence in himself. For a +man of his small stature Harker covers second in pretty good style, but +both he and Elliott, at third, are erratic and somewhat unreliable at +critical moments. Edwards has taken Davis's place at short for the past +week or two, and has proved equal to Captain Drew's most sanguine +expectations. Lawrenceville need not count on any base hits through his +territory, as his fielding is clean and his throwing sure. The outfield +is much stronger than the infield. Dayton at centre, and Greenway or +Sedgwick at left, are sure catchers and strong throwers. Waddell, at +right, is the best man in the position that P.A. has had for years, +covering all his own territory and part of his neighbors', and throwing +with the precision of a veteran. Several times this year he has thrown +men out at the plate who were running home from third after a fly caught +in deep right field. As for batting, the Andover players have only fair +ability, Greenway, Sedgwick, Barton, and Drew being the heaviest +hitters. The team work I consider poor, but this will doubtless be +greatly improved before the day of the game. + +At Lawrenceville the natural opportunities for practice and for the +perfection of team-work are no greater than at Andover, but the school +system is such that fine ball players are a necessary result of its +enforcement. Every scholar at the Lawrenceville School, unless +physically disabled, must play ball for at least an hour every day in +the spring-time. In the autumn everybody has to play football. In this +manner no man goes without exercise, and the best material at hand is +discovered and developed. When I was at Lawrenceville last week, nine +diamonds were in full operation at one and the same time. In the fall +there are eleven football fields in use daily. No wonder Lawrenceville +sends good material to the colleges. + +[Illustration: Mattis, l. f. Cadwalader, 3rd b. Hastie, r. f. Righter. +2d b. + +Slidell, c. f. Ross, 1st b. + +M. Gibbon, s. s. Kafer, c. (Capt.) Arrott, p. + +LAWRENCEVILLE BASEBALL NINE.] + +As for the team this year, it is about up to the average of former +seasons. Kafer, who has been catching for three years, is Captain, and +is doing very satisfactory work. His batting is sometimes erratic, but +in a recent game with Pennington he lined out a home run with the bases +full in the ninth inning, thus saving the day, as the score then stood 4 +to 1 against Lawrenceville. Arrott, the pitcher, is doing well for his +second year in baseball. He has not very full control of the ball, but +his curves are good, and he possesses more than the average speed. In +addition to this, he keeps cool and plays a steadier game as the innings +go by. Ross, Righter, and Cadwalader cover the bases, and so far this +season Ross has maintained the highest average, scarcely making an +error. Righter is a poor thrower, but his batting is very strong. With a +little longer experience Cadwalader will develop into one of the best +men on the team, and if he can get off some of his 200 pounds of flesh +his running would be vastly bettered. McGibbon, at short, is a clean +fielder and an accurate thrower; in addition, he bats well. He and +Edwards of Andover will no doubt furnish some grand-stand plays for the +delectation of their followers. The fielders are only of average +ability. As a whole, the nine seems to fall out of harmony in almost +every game, and on several occasions this weakness has almost proved +disastrous. But most of the players are new men this year, and will be +better seasoned a week from now. + +In spite of the heavy rain-storm of May 18th the Princeton +Interscholastic Tennis Tournament was held at Princeton, resulting in +the championship remaining at Lawrenceville. Several of the contestants +failed to appear on account of the bad weather, but the playing was +nevertheless spirited and exciting. In the finals, Beaman of +Lawrenceville met his schoolmate Richards, who had won by default from +Robb, and defeated him only after five hard sets, 6-2, 3-6, 9-11, 6-2, +and 6-0. By virtue of Beaman's victory the championship silver cup now +becomes the permanent property of Lawrenceville. + +Scholastic track and field meetings are being held in so many different +places just at this season that it is difficult to keep account of them. +On May 25th the New York State I.S.A.A. met on the Syracuse University +Field under the auspices of the Syracuse High-School and the Cornell +A.C., and the Ithaca High-School won by making 31 points. Her nearest +rivals were Rochester High with 21, and Buffalo High with 18-1/2 points. +Seven schools were represented. At the first spring meet of the +Hotchkiss School, Lakeville, there were some good records made. Dyer won +the 100 in 10-3/5 sec., and the 220 in 23 sec.; Sanford covered the mile +in 5 m. 22-4/5 sec.; Hixon cleared 5 ft. 4-1/2 in. in the high jump; and +Conner covered 20 ft. 10 in. in the broad jump. The Hotchkiss athletes +will no doubt be heard from at the Connecticut I.S.A.A. games on +Saturday. + +As has been the case with a number of Eastern field days, rain +interfered with the success of the California Academic Athletic League's +meeting on May 4th, and few of the athletes were able to do good work. +Dawson ran the quarter in one minute flat on a heavy track. McConnell +cleared 18 ft. 6 in. in the broad jump, and got a bad scare from Cooley, +a new man, untrained, who came dangerously close to him. Cooley will +show up well next year, and would, no doubt, have done better if the +conditions had been more favorable. The Oakland High-School and San Jose +High-School held a fifty-mile bicycle road race relay, last week, of +which I hope to be able to speak more in detail as soon as space is +available. It was an exciting event, and is a good thing for Eastern +bicycle-riders to think of, for there are many places in the +neighborhood of New York, Boston, Philadelphia, Hartford, and other +cities where similar races might be arranged. + +Although baseball seemed to languish in the early part of the season, +the A.A.L. completed a successful schedule on May 18th, when the Oakland +High-School defeated the Alameda University Academy 9 to 1. The O.H.-S. +team started out strongly, and had the reputation of the '94 nine +clinging to it, '94's players having been the strongest amateur team of +California that year. Hall at first, Lanyon in the box, and McCabe +behind the bat, were the steadiest players this season. Lanyon caught +last year, and is cool, strategic, and quick. He has good speed and good +curves, and safe control of the ball. McCabe is a very calm player, bats +well, but is weak in throwing to bases. The team work of the nine was +good, and in several cases won them games against stronger teams. + +As soon as the regular Interscholastic League season of baseball, +tennis, track athletics, and cricket closes there will be more time to +devote to other branches of sport. During the summer months tennis, +rowing, swimming, and sailing will receive their share of attention in +this Department, and from the looks of things just now there is every +promise that yachting and small-boat racing will be more popular this +year than ever before. Many of the large clubs have introduced special +classes on their racing programmes. In addition to the Larchmont +21-footers and 34-raters, the Seawanhaka's half-raters, and the +Douglaston dingies, the Indian Harbor Yacht Club are now trying to +promote a 20-foot racing length, or one-rater class. The imported boats +_Wave_ and _Shrimp_ will form a good nucleus to start with, and I +understand that several members of the club have promised to build +racers of this class. + +Probably the most interesting and exciting contests in the small-boat +class will be the sharpie races of the Shelter Island Sharpie Club. This +club was organized two years ago with about twenty members, and has +grown rapidly in size and popularity. A regular race is sailed every +week over a club course of five miles, and three races are sailed around +Shelter Island during the season, a distance of twenty-five miles. These +races are always most exciting, for the boats are limited to 16 ft. on +the water-line, with no limit to the sail area. Consequently some of +them get over-rigged, and an occasional upset adds zest to the sport. In +addition to these races the Sharpie Club holds athletic games, +including, among other events, swimming, rowing, weight-throwing, etc., +and at the end of the season medals are awarded to the best all-round +athletes. Last year the sharpie _Frolic_, owned by S. M. and G. H. +Milliken, won the highest number of points, with the _Chip-Chip_, owned +by H. V. Whitney, and the _Mary Jane_, owned by A. E. Whitney, tied for +second place. In the athletic events H. V. Whitney took first, with +W. B. Cowperthwait second. + +The New England Interscholastic baseball season has thus far proved most +interesting. A number of the games have already required more than nine +innings play to determine the winner, and so far the Cambridge High and +Latin nine has escaped defeat. At the present date of writing the +standing of the clubs in the N.E.I.S.B. League is: + + Per + Clubs. Won. Lost. cent. + + Cambridge High and Latin 2 0 1.000 + Hopkinson 3 1 .750 + Boston Latin 1 1 .500 + English High 1 1 .500 + Roxbury Latin 1 1 .500 + Somerville High 0 3 .000 + +The Hopkinson players received their first defeat on Friday, the 17th, +but they played a good game, and showed the results of Joe Upton's +coaching. The batting especially has improved. Hopkinson and C.H.&L. +will have a hot fight for the pennant. Dakin of the English High-school +is pitching up to his old form again, and held Somerville High down to a +single hit in their recent game, which E.H.-S. won by the score of 14 to +1. But S.H.-S is one of the weakest teams in the League. The Roxbury +Latin nine show want of practice, and their only redeeming virtues just +now are the pitching of Morse and their general batting strength. But +the New England school teams are all well provided with good pitchers +this season, so that Morse's proficiency counts for little when it comes +to a decisive contest. Team-work, after all, should be the mainstay of +every nine. + +In the tabulated record of the N.Y.I.S.A.A. games printed on p. 538 of +Harper's Round Table of May 21st, a typographical error shows Hackett's +time in the mile walk as 7 min. 4-2/5 sec. instead of 7 min. 46-2/5 +sec., which it should be. + + THE GRADUATE. + + PHILADELPHIA, PA. + EDITOR OF THE ROUND TABLE: + + SIR,--I noticed in the first number of HARPER'S ROUND TABLE a + reference to the "timid people" who object to football. There have + been many other remarks of this kind, at various times, made in + the Round Table. If you can grant me a little space, I should like + to point out the injustice of sneers of this kind. + + In the first place, in order that it may not be said (as it + generally is said when any one lifts up his voice against the + game) that I am ignorant of the subject, I may say that I am a + football player myself in a small way, and until recently was + heartily in favor of the game. My position is thus rather + inconsistent, but it is that of many other sincere well-wishers of + the game. The objection to the game that seems to me most + important is its roughness, both necessary and unnecessary. First + as to the latter. It is all very well to say that if players would + behave like gentlemen, this would be done away with. This may be + so, but it is not in the nature of boys or men, in the midst of an + exciting struggle on the gridiron, to keep calm, and control their + strength and their temper. In their excitement they will do things + that they are sorry for afterwards, and I have never seen anything + proposed that would prevent such things. + + Then football as played at present is a game in which there is + abundant opportunity for the natural brute to display himself. It + is claimed that the game teaches one to control his temper; but I + think it just as often gives one an opportunity to vent it on some + one else. The remedy proposed for this--to have several + umpires--should be repulsive in the extreme to every true + sportsman. A game in which the players have to be watched lest + they commit murder on each other is simply unfit for a gentleman + to play. If that is to be done, why not call in the police at + once, as they did in the Yale-Princeton game last fall. + + The _necessary_ roughness of the game is considered by some to be + an advantage, in that it teaches courage and endurance, and + develops the physique of the players. But is not that a sort of + "kill or cure" method? Surely one can develop his body without + risking his life! A man or a boy has no right to risk life and + limb in a game simply because if he escapes injury he will be more + healthy than before. I am not exaggerating; a broken limb, a + strained back, or some similar injury, is not such a trifling + matter as some seem to think. To say the least, it means several + weeks taken from our work in life, which is a big price to pay for + one afternoon's fun. The development of our strength can be + procured in better ways than that. Our bodies were given to us to + be used, not abused. + + That the game is a fascinating one I would be the last to deny, + having played it myself. In its present state, however, I do not + see how anyone who candidly and fairly considers the arguments of + the opponents of the game can hold to the opinion that it is a fit + game for school-boys or collegians, without changes of the most + radical nature. + + In this letter, the length of which I hope you will pardon, I have + said nothing about the other objections to football urged by many, + for most of these do not concern the actual game, and will + probably correct themselves in time; but I wish to point out that + something must be done to rid the game of its objectionable + features, and also that it is unjust and discourteous to those who + oppose the game from conscientious motives to brand them as + weaklings and cowards. + + C. S. WOOD, R.T.F. + +[Mr. Wood brings out many interesting points in his letter regarding +football, and though most of his objections to the game refer more to +intercollegiate than to interscholastic football, still, to a certain +degree, they apply to both. We do not deny that the game is rough and +dangerous; but what was meant in the phrase to which Mr. Wood refers was +not that people are timid who do not approve of football, but that those +people who say that football is the most dangerous game there is, that +it is cruel, that it should be stopped by law, that it is worse than the +gladiatorial combats of ancient Rome, are either timid or not in their +right senses. Football is not as rough as polo; it is not as dangerous +as coasting (as coasting is now understood); it is not as dangerous as +cross-country riding, and the proportion of injuries in both polo and +cross-country riding is far greater than those in football. The facts of +the case are that so much has been written and so much said implying +that the game is necessarily a villanous game, that many people who know +nothing about it, have grown to talk about it, and depreciate it because +they fancy it contains injuries which it does not contain. These people +have done a great deal to bring a fine game for boys into bad odor, and +it is to these, and not to those who understand the game--both its good +and its bad points--that the remark referred to was addressed.--THE +EDITOR.] + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +Highest of all in Leavening Power.--Latest U. S. Gov't Report. + +[Illustration: Royal Baking Powder] + + + + +[Illustration] + +WONDER CABINET =FREE=. Missing Link Puzzle, Devil's Bottle, Pocket +Camera, Latest Wire Puzzle, Spook Photos, Book of Sleight of Hand, Total +Value 60c. Sent free with immense catalogue of 1000 Bargains for 10c. +for postage. + +INGERSOLL & BRO., 65 Cortlandt Street N. 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It is a unique chart of the city of +Brooklyn, showing by black lines the asphalted or macadamized streets +within the city limits, and by corduroy lines those main avenues which, +though paved with granite pavement, are fair riding, and which make the +best exits from the city. + +In the first place, it should be mentioned that on Sundays and holidays +the Kings County Elevated Railroad of Brooklyn has a car, or throws the +smoking-car open, for the use of bicyclists, who, carrying their wheels +up the steps to the station, may put them on the train, and ride from +the Bridge or Fulton Ferry out on Liberty Avenue to the city limits, +from whence it is good riding out into Long Island. On other days +bicycles cannot be carried on the elevated trains from Fulton Ferry +after 3 P.M., nor from East New York before 10 A.M. + +If the bicyclist intends to ride through the city from New York, he +should take the ferry at Grand Street, and follow in the corduroy roads, +and, leaving Broadway, get into Bedford Avenue. Bedford Avenue carries +him on asphalt pavement to the Boulevard, and turning left into this, he +rides until he strikes granite pavement at East New York Avenue. Turning +again to the left into East New York Avenue, he continues until he +reaches the fork, and then keeps to the right into Liberty Avenue, +riding out Liberty Avenue, and so out of the city. Another course from +Grand Street is by ferry to Broadway, Williamsburg, which is shorter but +perhaps not so good riding, thence out Broadway direct to Wall Street, +turn left into this and right into Bushwick Avenue to Jamaica Avenue, +which is a turn to the left, and is a continuation of East New York +Avenue, and soon to the left again into Highland Boulevard, which skirts +along the cemetery, Highland Park, and the Ridgewood Reservoir. This is +somewhat hilly, but commands a beautiful view of the city and of Jamaica +Bay and the ocean, and is the most picturesque way of getting out of +Brooklyn. Continuing on the Highland Boulevard, and running down the +hill on Barbey Street, which is very steep, he comes again into Jamaica +Avenue, and may keep on this, which is not very good riding, but +nevertheless carries him out of Brooklyn towards Jamaica. The most +direct route out of the city is, of course, on Jamaica Avenue. The +Highland Avenue detour is hilly, and affords an opportunity for the +rider to get a good view of the city. + +Everything considered, however, for any one who is down-town in New York +city, or who lives in the central part of Brooklyn proper, decidedly the +best method is to take the Kings County Elevated as described above, +and, on the whole, this is the better plan also for any one going from +New York, for the only other route from Thirty-fourth Street down is by +the Thirty-fourth Street ferry, thence to Manhattan Avenue, after going +two blocks from the ferry-house, turning right and crossing Newtown +Creek. Thence turn left into Driggs Avenue, and run a block and a half +to Ewen Street, and from there on into Broadway, and so as described. +There is no way in which a Brooklynite can ride out into Long Island +without going over some granite pavement, since the only asphalted or +macadamized road is the Boulevard, running from the circle at the +entrance of Prospect Park to East New York Avenue. After going beyond +the city limits on Liberty Avenue the road is better, but this will be +described in the Long Island maps which are to be published in this +Department. + +There are, however, in the city of Brooklyn many pleasant rides for an +afternoon which are almost entirely on asphalted or macadamized roads. +For example, using the map, any rider from Brooklyn Heights, or a +New-Yorker crossing the Bridge or Fulton Ferry, may easily get to the +circle at Prospect Park by keeping on asphalted roads to the south and +west of Fulton Avenue. For example, on leaving Fulton Ferry, the rider +should make for Hicks Street by the shortest route, turning thence left, +keeping to asphalt pavement, until he reaches Schermerhorn Street, +thence direct to Flatbush Avenue, and so on to the circle at the +entrance to the Park. Running through the Park on any of the roads, he +should leave it on the south at Franklin Avenue by the parade-ground, +thence turning to the right on Franklin Avenue, keeping on until he +reaches the Ocean Parkway, which is now the famous bicycle route to +Manhattan Beach. This in itself is a pleasant ride. + +Another and quite as attractive a route in this way is to continue on +the Ocean Parkway until reaching Parkville, thence turn to the right +into the Old Bath Road, which is nearly all macadamized at this writing, +and will be entirely so within the next month or two. The rider may +continue on this to Bath Beach, and then, keeping to the right and +running westward on Cropsey Avenue until he reaches Seventh Avenue, he +may turn to the right into this, and either run down to Fort Hamilton +near the Government lands, and thence straight on down to Second Avenue +and into Bay Ridge, or he may keep straight on Seventh Avenue, passing +Fort Hamilton and running up to Sixtieth Street, and so back, turning to +the right into Old Bath Road, and home through Parkville on the Old Bath +Road, Ocean Parkway, and Prospect Park. Still another trip is to run +southward and eastward after reaching Bath Beach on the Old Bath Road, +to Bensonhurst and Unionville. In fact, the reader has but to refer to +the map of Brooklyn to pick out his own route on any of the black marked +roads, which are in this district macadamized. + + NOTE.--Map of New York city asphalted streets in No. 809. Map of + route from New York to Tarrytown in No. 810. New York to Stamford, + Connecticut, in No. 811. New York to Staten Island in No. 812. New + Jersey, from Hoboken to Pine Brook in No. 813. + + * * * * * + +FALSE ECONOMY + +is practised by people who buy inferior articles of food. The Gail +Borden Eagle Brand Condensed Milk is the best infant food. _Infant +Health_ is the title of a valuable pamphlet for mothers. Sent free by +New York Condensed Milk Co., New York.--[_Adv._] + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +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. + + + + +Arnold + +Constable & Co + + * * * * * + +Children's Wear + +_A. 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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. + + + + +=BOYS & GIRLS= ARE MADE HAPPY by sending their name and address on a +postal card to BOORMAN & PARKER, 173, 5th AVE., Chicago. + + + + +[Illustration: If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE +WATER] + + + + +Round Table Chapters. + + +No. 712--The Busy Bee Chapter, of Readington, N.J. Edwin Russell Opie, +Readington. + +No. 713.--The Harry Harper Chapter, of Newtown, Conn. Officers are Agnes +E. Platt, Samuel B. Brown, Carrie Jonas, Frank Andrews, John O. +Pitzschler; Mabel E. Morris, Newtown. + +No. 714.--The Active Athletic Club, of Utica, N.Y. Albert H. Gabel, 764 +Bleecker Street. + +No. 715.--The Allen Chapter, of Allentown, Pa. Claude T. Reno, +Allentown. + +No. 716.--The George Washington Chapter, of Troy, N.Y. George P. Paul, +824 River Street. + +No. 717.--The Knights Outing Chapter, of Davenport, Iowa. Ned C. +Crossett, 309 Mississippi Avenue. + +No. 718.--The General O. O. Howard Chapter, of Philadelphia, Pa. Members +are Marcella, Hanley, and Norman Dale, Bella Moorehead, Mary Moore, +George Oliphant, Frank Garrison, Amy Hamilton, John Steltz. Chapter +address, Charles C. Oliphant, Girard College, Philadelphia. + +No. 719.--The Eagle Social Club, of New York city. Max Epstein, Paul +Gumsberg; Abe Sandler, 12 Pitt Street. + + + + +Stamps and the School Fund. + + +Several members have kindly offered to sell some stamps in aid of the +School Fund, and the Table thanks them. The Dorchester Exchange, W. J. +Paul Sweeney, corner High and Highland streets, Dorchester, Mass., has +good facilities, and so we suggest that others co-operate with it. Its +offers are two: 1, It will give to the Fund the ten per cent. commission +on all stamps sold to members during July and up to August 15th, and 2, +It will give to the Fund the entire proceeds of the sale of all stamps +contributed by members to be sold for said purpose. + +The Exchange rules are easily complied with, and may be had on +application, enclosing self-addressed and two-cent stamped envelope. +Members who may want to purchase stamps to aid the Fund, and members who +may be willing to contribute a few stamps to be sold for the Fund, are +asked to send addressee and stamps to us as early as possible. +Contributed stamps should be neatly mounted, and the price plainly +marked in ink under each. Send not later than June 25th to HARPER'S +ROUND TABLE, New York, and put in the lower left-hand corner of the +envelope the words, "For Stamp Department." The Table warmly thanks Sir +Knights Lantle V. Blum and Claude T. Reno for their offers in this +direction, and begs them to help under this arrangement. Let's have a +big list of names of possible buyers and as many contributions as +possible. All who help in this way shall have their names on the Fund +Honor Roll, to be published and preserved in the Good Will Building. + + + + +"The Wheelman's Mecca." + + +Springfield is a flourishing city of 50,000 inhabitants, and is situated +on the left bank of the Connecticut River a few miles above the +Connecticut State line. It was first settled by a brave trader, William +Pynchon, and became a city in 1852. The largest United States arsenal is +situated here and gives employment to many men. + +The river is spanned by four bridges, and at one point is 1136 feet +wide. The last battle of Shays's Rebellion was fought here, and the spot +is marked by a monument. Springfield takes great pride in her schools, +which are among the finest in Massachusetts. In a few months electric +cars will be running to the "Paper City"--Holyoke, which is nearly as +large a city as Springfield. Forest Park is the summer breathing-place +of the city. It contains picnic grounds, fine drives, duck, lotus, and +lily ponds, drinking-fountains, a "zoo" of small size, and many +pavilions. + +Paper, bicycles, railroad passenger cars, buttons, skates, and pistols +are largely manufactured here. The Public Library contains about 90,000 +volumes. Hampden Park has the best bicycle track in the United States, +and Springfield is called the "Wheelman's Mecca." The famous +"Yale-Harvard" football games are also played on Hampden Park. + + ALBERT W. ATWATER. + + + + +A Glimpse of "The Glorious." + + +Most people who live in the Eastern States consider California a great +distance off, and so it is; yet it takes only five days to cross the +continent, by rail, and bring one from January snows to sunshine and +flowers. Petaluma is a thriving town of three thousand, situated in +Sonoma County, and connected with San Francisco by tide-water. The chief +occupations of the people in the surrounding country are dairying, +fruit-raising, and wine-making. The varieties of the Sonoma fruits most +raised are cherries, apricots, peaches, pears, plums, apples, figs, +olives, and grapes. There are many large dairies and creameries owned by +the Swiss people, who find the surrounding country a good substitute for +their native land. Before California came into the possession of the +United States the swarthy Mexican and his fiery mustang roamed through +the tall grass, tending enormous herds of cattle, sometimes slaughtering +several hundred for their hides, and leaving the carcasses to the +buzzards. + + SAMUEL T. BUSH, R. T. K. + EAST OAKLAND. + + + + +A Collection of Newspapers. + + +We advised a member to write to the American Minister at Athens for a +copy of a newspaper printed in modern Greek. Elsa Roeder kindly amends +by suggesting the _Atlantis_, printed in New York. It is wholly in +Greek, and no address other than New York city is necessary. Thanks, +dear Lady Elsa. This collecting of present-day newspapers as a means of +broadening and increasing one's knowledge of the world is most useful +and interesting. It is also inexpensive, and as an educator equals or +exceeds the collecting of stamps. Did you ever see a present-day +newspaper that is published in Brussels or Rome, or even Paris or +London? The American Consuls can give you the names and the amounts to +remit for single copies. Or, if you send stamps for postage, the Consuls +would in most cases forward the newspapers, we think. You can get a list +of Consuls from the State Department, Washington, or can find them in +the Congressional Directory, which your Member of Congress will gladly +send you upon request. + +Consuls are always desirous of serving the interests of fellow-Americans +in such matters. The spread of English-speaking humanity has led to the +founding of English newspapers in many foreign cities. In the Orient +there are newspapers printed in English, and they are full of what to us +are quaint items. Such papers are to be found in Constantinople, Cairo, +Calcutta, Yokohama, Honolulu, and even in Teheran and Jerusalem. The +Indian _Mail_ and Japan _Mail_ are interesting newspapers, and you would +read the South Australian _Chronicle_, published in Adelaide, and the +Tasmanian _Mail_, published in Hobart, with a great deal of curiosity. +Then your collection ought to include such famous journals as the +_Gazette_, of Cologne, Germany, printed in German, of course; the +_Gazette_, of St. Petersburg, and the _Novoe Vremya_, of Moscow, printed +in modern Russian; the _Petit Journal_, of Paris, and _Independence +Belge_, of Brussels, in French; the _Nacionale_, of Madrid, and the +_Journal_, of Rio de Janeiro, in Spanish; and papers from +Constantinople, in Turkish, and from Tokyo, in Japanese. You should also +include the _Scotsman_, of Edinburgh, Scotland, in your collection, and +you might learn much that you do not know from a careful reading of +newspapers published in North and South American cities. Did you ever +see a Caracas newspaper? The study is a fascinating one, and as surely +broadens and liberalizes as does knowledge on other studies, collegiate +not excepted. + + + + +Out-door Entertainments. + + +Once every year there is held at Good Will Farm a Summer Celebration, +which a great many of the Farm's friends attend. There are picnics, +feasting, and, of course, some speeches. This summer Mr. Kirk Munroe is, +we believe, to be a guest at the Farm, and will, of course, make a +speech. + +These Farm outings are held in July. Now, why may not the Table, during +that month, or during the August vacation, hold as many outings as +possible, the proceeds to go, little, whole, or in part, to the Round +Table Industrial School Fund? The trouble is very slight, the fun great, +and the satisfaction not to be measured. We urge this subject upon the +attention of all Chapters, and upon all members of the Order. + +Do you belong to a Sunday-school class? Ask it about undertaking it. If +you are just the least bit interested, write us for particulars, with +full and easily planned programme. We will give them promptly. You can +carry out the details. All that is needed is a small company of half a +dozen persons, old or young. + +This school is for some boys who need a school-house--and have none. The +Table is earning the Fund. Won't you help? + + + + +A Close View of the Shah. + + +I was in Paris during the great exhibition of 1889. While I was there +the Shah of Persia came to France to see the World's Fair. I was at an +outdoor show one day, which the Shah attended, and I happened to be very +close to his box and had a good view of him and all his suite. He was a +very dark man of Jewish type. He was attired in a long black cloak of +soft cashmere which came to his knees. It was devoid of any ornament +except heavy black silk frogs which fastened it. He wore a tall brimless +Astrakhan hat, with a single precious stone on the front. It looked like +a moonstone and was quite large. He wore a beautiful, curved sword, the +only elaborate ornament that he had on. It was a magnificent weapon, +containing many gems set in the hilt and scabbard. He also had on black +boots of soft leather reaching to the knee. His staff had a great many +more ornaments than he had, but were all attired in the same black coats +and fur caps. + + JACK RANDALL CRAWFORD. + + + + +The Gum on Stamps. + + +The gum on the back of the postage-stamps of the United States is made +from alcohol one part, acetic acid one part, dextrine two parts, and +water five parts. + + A. S. H. + PEABODY, MASS. + + + + +Answers to Kinks. + + +No. 83. + + G or E + E ve N + R in G + M il L + A re A + N oo N + Y ar D + + +No. 84. + + B + A R E + B R E A K + E A T + K + + * * * * * + +No. 85--A kiss. + +No. 86.--Holmes. + + + + +AN UNPLEASANT MISTAKE. + + +It is well always for boys to learn how to spell, as the experience of a +little lad in England recently proved. He tried to write a verse to his +teacher, and in using the word "bonny" to describe her face he wrote, +"and oh your _bony_ face." + +The teacher did not like having her face referred to as bony, and the +poor little fellow was kept in for an hour after the rest of the boys +had gone home. + + + + +ADVERTISEMENTS. + + + + +WALTER BAKER & CO. + +[Illustration] + +The Largest Manufacturers of + +PURE, HIGH GRADE + +Cocoas and Chocolates + +On this Continent, have received + +HIGHEST AWARDS + +from the great + +Industrial and Food + +EXPOSITIONS + +IN EUROPE AND AMERICA. + + * * * * * + +=Caution:= In view of the many imitations of the labels and wrappers on +our goods, consumers should make sure that our place of manufacture, +namely, =Dorchester, Mass.=, is printed on each package. + + * * * * * + +SOLD BY GROCERS EVERYWHERE. + + * * * * * + +WALTER BAKER & CO., DORCHESTER, MASS. + + + + +[Illustration: Ivory Soap] + +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. + +THE PROCTER & GAMBLE CO., CIN'TI. + + + + +[Illustration: HIRES' Rootbeer] + +contains enough sarsaparilla alone to give it the highest place as a +promoter of good health. To this, add the most delicious herbs, roots, +barks and berries and you have the reason why millions of people drink +and grow healthful on Hires' Rootbeer + +A 25c. package makes 5 gallons + +CHAS.E. HIRES CO., PHILA. + + + + +=OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENT= of the award on + +=GILLOTT'S PENS= at the CHICAGO EXPOSITION. + +=AWARD=: "For excellence of steel used in their manufacture, it being +fine grained and elastic; superior workmanship, especially shown by the +careful grinding which leaves the pens free from defects. The tempering +is excellent and the action of the finished pens perfect." + + (Signed) FRANZ VOGT, _Individual Judge_. + + Approved: { H. I. KIMBALL, _Pres't Departmental Committee_. + { JOHN BOYD THACHER, _Chairman Exec. Com. on Awards_. + + + + +[Illustration] + +CARD PRINTER =FREE= + +Sets any name in one minute; prints 500 cards an hour. YOU can make +money with it. A feat of pretty type, also Indelible Ink, Type Holder, +Pads and Tweezers. Best Linen Marker; worth $1.00. Sample mailed FREE +for 10c. stamps for postage on outfit and large catalogue of 1000 +Bargains. + +R. H. Ingersoll & Bro. 65 Cortlandt St. N.Y. City + + + + +=BIRDS' EGGS= and Naturalists' Supplies, Egg Drill, Blowpipe, and Hook, +nickel-plated, in pocket case, only =35 cts.= + +Illustrated catalogue for 2-cent stamp. + +CHAS. K. REED, 262 Main Street, Worcester, Mass. + + + + +WANTED. 100,000 BOYS, + +to sell the =EUREKA MARKING TAG= for marking hats, etc., now and in +Summer vacation. Sells at sight. Send 10 cents in coin for samples. +Address =Eureka Marking Tag Co.=, Cedar Falls, Iowa. + + + + +[Illustration] + +=SEND for Catalogue of= the =Musical Instrument= you think of buying. +=Violins repaired= by the Cremona System. C. STORY, 26 Central St., +Boston, Mass. + + + + +=PLAYS=, Dialogues, Speakers, for School, Club and Parlor. Catalogue +free. + +=T. S. DENISON=, Pub. Chicago. Ill. + + + + +[Illustration: If afflicted with SORE EYES USE Dr. ISAAC THOMPSON'S EYE +WATER] + + + + +TWO NEW BOOKS + +FOR YOUNG PEOPLE + + +A Tale of the Sea + + =AFLOAT WITH THE FLAG.= By W. J. HENDERSON. Illustrated. Post 8vo, + Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25. + +Mr. Henderson has combined his knowledge of the sea with his experience +of several years as an officer in the Naval Reserve, and thus has made a +story of the New Navy. The story follows the experiences of four +American boys during the Brazilian revolution, two of them being on the +American cruiser _Detroit_, a third having enlisted in the Brazilian +navy on the battle-ship _Aquidaban_, and the fourth being a soldier on +the side of the Brazilian government. + +_BY THE SAME AUTHOR:_ + + =SEA YARNS FOR BOYS.= Spun by an Old Salt. Illustrated. Post 8vo, + Cloth, Ornamental, $1.25. + + +Poems by + +Mrs. Sangster + + =LITTLE KNIGHTS AND LADIES.= Verses for Young People. By MARGARET + E. SANGSTER. Illustrated. 16mo. Cloth, Ornamental, Uncut Edges and + Gilt Top, $1.25. + +Mrs. Sangster has a charming way, quite her own, of writing verse to +please the young, and many of the lines in this volume will be committed +to memory and carried into the riper years of the "Little Knights and +Ladies." + +_BY THE SAME AUTHOR:_ + + =ON THE ROAD HOME.= Poems. Illustrated. 16mo, Cloth, $1.25. + + * * * * * + +Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York + +_The above works are for sale by all booksellers, or will be mailed by +the publishers, postage prepaid, on receipt of the price._ + + + + +BY THE SEA. + + +"Those rays, Tommy," said Mrs. Judkins to her little boy, "means that +the sun is drawing the water up to the sky for rain." + +"And then," replied Tommy, "are we soon going to have a salt-water +shower." + + + + +AN EXPLANATION + + I know why the elephant by a thick skin + And a tough one is ever begirt: + It is so when he's struck by the trainer's crowbar, + He can laugh in his trunk all unhurt. + + + + +THE WHALE'S SPOUT. + +"Mr. Tompkins," said Willie Smith to his teacher the other day, "when +the whale spouts does he do it to bale himself out?" + + + + + I'm very fond of buckwheat cakes, + I'm very fond of pumpkin-pie, + I love the cookies mommy makes, + I love upon the grass to lie. + + I dote upon a lot of things, + Like toys and apples, curtain-rings, + But like must boys + I think that noise + Is just the best thing known to man, + And that is why an old tin pan, + And battered spoon, + This afternoon, + Have kept me busy as a bee; + Bang! bang! Boom! boom! Hurrah for me, + I don't need toys + When I have noise. + + + + +A STAMP-ALBUM GEOGRAPHER. + + +Nobody can deny that postage-stamp collecting is a great help in +teaching boys geography. Jack showed this at school when his teacher +asked him where Nicaragua was, and what it produced chiefly. + +"It's on page ninety-eight," said Jack, "and it produces more sets o' +stamps than any other country of its size in the world." + + + + +A PUZZLER. + + +"What I can't understand about the sun's light," said Wallie, when he +first heard how many millions of miles away from the earth the sun is, +"is how it manages to get here so early in the morning without +travelling all night." + + + + +A GREAT FEAT. + + +"Mamma," sobbed Bessie, "make Willie stop smellin' my roses. He's took +all the perfloomery out of one of 'em already." + + + + +A REPLY. + + +Jimmieboy's small brothers had both got out of bed on the wrong side, as +the saying goes, and their differences had been frequent. + +"What are those babies fighting about?" finally asked Jimmieboy's mamma. + +"About all the time," said Jimmieboy. + + + + +A BETTER ONE. + + +"MY daddy's got a little watch on his bicycle that shows how far he +goes. Every time he goes a mile this thing marks a mile," said Tommie. + +"My pa has a better one than that," retorted Bobbie. "Every time he goes +a mile his registers two miles." + + + + +A BAD RULE. + + +"What has become of your club, Harry?" + +"Oh, it's broken up," said Harry. "We made a rule that no boy could be +President twice, and after we'd been President once we couldn't go on +with it." + + + + +[Illustration] + +[Illustration: SAM LEE AND THE FLYING-TOP--A CELESTIAL TALE.] + + + + + +End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, June 4, 1895, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, JUNE 4, 1895 *** + +***** This file should be named 32999.txt or 32999.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + https://www.gutenberg.org/3/2/9/9/32999/ + +Produced by Annie McGuire + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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