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58 TgE STOfiAT QBEGOBIAff,,., POJlTLAgB;, NOYEMBEIl J.90J r - . .i JJv .1 J t ''X 1 ; THese Were rave Collies. Protected Tiny Tot ' Frorn Rush of Herd of Cattle. Almost all dogs are nice, and .every lit tle boy and nearly every little girl loves them and takes delight In petting -and playing "with tbom.. It does not make much difference "whether they are the great big, big dogs, the tiny, little ones, the finely bred pets or Just common dogs there is always something about them that makes children love them, and they, in turn, arc fond of 'Children and like to be with and play -with them. But how- much dearer is a dog that is not only affectionate, but Intelligent and anxious to be useful and helpful! The Scotch collie or shepherd Is such a dog, asd every girl and boy know it is he "who is used by the shepherd in taking care of his Hock, They may not know', however, to "what extent these dogs are useful in the West, not only -on sheop ranches, -where sheop are raised by thousands, but also where vast herds of cattle are kept. I do not mean on the range, -where the cattle roam at large without the restraint of fences; for there the cowboy, the mustang and the lariat rule supreme but on the fenced ranches, where the cattle must be driven through gates and kept in corals, the col lies are very useful. And, too, they are very valuable help in the loading and un loading of stock on railroad cars and wharfs. It is of two who aided in such work that this story Is told: A Dos: Story. In the little town of -Gardiner, Or., which is situated on the banks of the beautiful "Umpqua River almost on the Pacific Ocean there lives a little girl who is 5 years old, and whose parents havo their home right on the bank of the river, close to where the steamboats land. She has yellow, curly hair and blue oyes, and, like most little folk, she takes a great Interest in all that goes on around her. Consequently seldom a boat puts in at the landing at Gardinor, when, before It 1b well fast, a little golden head ap pears on the bank above, to watch the proceeding, Its owner having learned that when the whistle blows a boat is com ing, and great being her delight in watch ing the big waves it makes and the deck hands hurrying about with the trucks. She is a very merry and friendly little person, and the deckhands all think a great deal of her and never leave without having a word with her. "When they have time they take her down to the boat and show her the big engines and the bright fire in tho furnace. They are so very care ful of her that her mother has no uneasi ness, when she knows her little girl is with them. But, one day, a short time ago, a boat came in laden with wild cattle, just off tho range. Never having previously known restraint, and not liking the mo tion of the vessel, they were ugly and restless, and the men, anxious to get them on land again, made preparations to do so as quickly as possible. Just as the ropes of the boat were being made fast on tho shore and the men were running out the gangplank for the cattle to pass over, one of them, glancing up the bank, caught sight of the familiar little figure looking down, laughing and clapping its hands. A Thoughtful Act. She was right where the cattle would pass, and knowing what a heedless rush there would be when the animals were let loose, the man hurried up the bank, and taking the little girl by the hand, led her to her home and placed her inside the door, saying as he did so: "Now, little one, you just stay right here. It is not safe for little folks to be on the bank at this time." Then he closed the door and hurried back to his duties. Now, whether it was that the child did not understand, whether she just thought it was a joke, or whether she was too anxious to see what was going on, is not known; but certain it is, that just as the gates were drawn back the man who hod led the little girl away, happening again to glance up the bank, was horrified to see the bright little head, with laughing face, reappear in the same place. The cattle were already plunging fran tically up the "bank right toward her, and he knew It was useless for him to try to run faster than they. Still, something must be done, for there was that little friend, smiling down at him confidently, without any thought of danger. Quick as thought, he whistled to the col lies that herded the cattle, and pointed to her. himself weak and trembling with ap prehension. Quick as thought, the dogs understood, and just as quickly they bounded up the bank and placed them selves before the child, facing the herd that was now very near, and barking. as they had never barked before, "When e. great steer came too close, bel lowing and shaking his horns, threaten ingly they only barked the harder and jumped toward him, showing their teeth and snapping at his nose, but still keep ing very close to their little charge. The cattle did not like this treatment, and one after another they turned away, till the man, who had been hurrying up the bank, reached the child and carried her to a safer place. Rather Liked It. She was still laughing and enjoying the performance, apparently thinking it had all been gotten up for her heneflt. In fact, she was rather loth to be taken away from the melee. He kept her in his arms this time till all danger was over. Meanwhile the dogs, seemingly not thinking they had done anything ex traordinary, and observing that the cat tle had become scattered, set vigorously to work to get them back into the road. When they had accomplished this, they came bounding to their master for their usual petting. You may rest assured that they got plenty of Itf not only from their master, but from every man on the boat. EDITH L. NILES. HOW MIL ROOSTER BECAME ICIStG. Account of His Adventurous Trip Around the "World. One day the Honorable Mr. Rooster took It into his head to travel. Why he did so is neither my business nor yours, so we will let that question take care of it self. At the next meeting of the Poultry ville committee, of which Mr. Rooster was president, he made known his resolution, and his announcement was greeted with. cheers from all over the house. The chairman, "the venerable Judge Tur key, moved that the president, who had resigned his. office, should be made am bassador to represent Poultryville in the various cities he would come across in bis travels. Tho former president was elected to his office by unanimous vote, and the next morning started off, after an affectionate and pathetic farewell from his family. Under a hole in the fence, down the won derful, strange road, walked Ambassador Rooster In dignified silence, when sud denly a most wonderful thing happened. Our astute friend went awkwardly scut tling down tho road, as a moat hideous noise arose near by. Remembering hl9 important position in his community, Mr. Rooster stopped and looked back to see what had caused his very undignified raqe. What should he see but a wholo colony of donkeys guffaw ing loudly at his ruffled appearance, and he suddenly realized that he had appeared very foolish over a donkey's bray. "This will never do." he argued, angrily, "run ning away from the first foreign domain I have entered." Thus was he musing when plump went a disgusted fowl Into a swift stream. Our friend, Rooster, had plunged over the steep bank and was being carried onward by the little stream. Imagine his terror at finding himself In this roaring ocean, as it seemed to his terrified eye's. Call ing loudly for help, he battled the -water desperately, looking everywhere for an avenue of escape. Suddenly all grew dark, and when he became conscious he found he was at home and he was told that he had fainted Juat as he was carried past his native city, when tho doughty little Tommy Duck had plunged In and gal lantly rescued hlra. On being asked to relate his adventure he did so, ending by declaring that ho had gono around the world, as his proof was that he had started and ended his Journey at Poultryville. lAnd on account of this wonderful feat he was created King, and, as a signet of his office, was presented with a crown of the royal color, crimson, and to this day he may be seen with his gorgeous crown, more popularly known as his comb, the monarch of the farmyard. But let me tell you an astounding secret, which you must not divulge, at tha risk of your life. Instead of going around tho world, as all Poultryville had sup posed, he had Just made the circuit of the Farm, the country in which Poultryville is situated. Augustus Henry, aged 13 years, In the New York Herald. HYENA DOGS OP AFRICA. Not Nice Sort of Animal to Have Cbnse You In the Dark. Hyena dogs resemble hyenas, but, unlike those Indolent animals, are extremely alert and active. Their ears are large and black, their bodies are. black, white and yellow, and they are about the size of a pointer. Originally they were dis tributed over the greater part of Africa, but during recent years they have become extinct In some districts. They are, how- MR. SNAKE LACKED SENSE. Tho Bird Gee, you oughter known better than to swallow a porcupine. ever, still numerous in the Transvaal, the Congo and German East Africa. There they live like all other wild dogs, namely, by hunting in packs during the day. When they find the track of an antelope, a gnu or a zebra, some membersi of the pack follow it, while the others lie in wait for the animal at a spot' which they know it will try to pass. As they are very swift and possessed of great endurance, any animal which they pursue is doomed. True, some of the Afri can antelopes have in their sharp horns admirable weapons of defense, yet these, In tho end, avail them little, for, though they may gore to death several of the dogs, the others are not In the least frightened thereby," but cling to the prey until they have dragged it' to earth. In deed, native hunters say that not only an telopes, but also leopards and lions, are hunted and killed by hyena dogs, and this is very probable since Mongolian hunters in the southeast of Siberia say that the terrible Amur tigers and the gigantic bears of that region are frequently killed by packs of wild dogs which closely re semble hyena dogs. In former years tho Boers were much annoyed by these dogs, for they killed thousands of their sheep and oxen. One would think that the negroes would be afraid of such fierce animals, but they are not, for they claim that the dogs will never attack a man unless they are very hungry. There are from six to 10 of the dogs in every litter- The young ones, which are kept In captivity, speedily become at tached to their owners, but, nevertheless, are so fierce that they cannot be allowed at large. Attempts have been made to cross hyena dogs with ordinary domestic dogs, but they have not succeeded, which Is to be regretted, as the wild dogs are fearless and swift, are possessed of much endurance, have the sense of smell ad mirably developed, and hence are. In these respects, Ideal hunting dogs. Their bark is curious, being sometimes harsh and loud, sometimes like a cuckoo's call, and sometimes like the sound made by men who talk while their teeth are chattering with cold. HOW TO TAME A RAT. Easy Enough If You Have Patience nnd Know Hovr. White rats are very easily tamed In fact, they sfeem to be born tame but the common, every-day, browntsh-gray rat Is -very different. It Is very hard to tame them unless they are captured when very young, but it can be done. There are two ways, explains a writer in the Philadelphia Inquirer. One is ,lo starve them until they are so very hungry that they have lost all their natural fear and savageness. The second way, and best, because more humane, is to feed the rat a tmal! amount several times dally, and every day, exactly at the same hour. Talk to it in a low tone in the meantime, so as to accustom It to the 1 sound of your voice. The rat should be kept In an open wire cage, and Us owner should allow no one but himself to feed It. Call the rat by the name you have given it whenever you ,feed it, and you can soon tell when It is tamo enoueh to let out of the cage by tho way it answers to its name at meal times. Before you let it out of the cage close every door and window and large crack In tho room. No one should be in the room but yourself. This should be done at ex actly the same time the rat is accustomed to being fed. Ojen the door of the cage, retreat a few steps,- call the rat by name and show It its dinner. If it is not tame enough for your experiment, It will not come out of Its cage at all. If you have been training it for a long time, It will come to you and eat out of your hand at once. Afterward it will run around tho room trying to escape. Let it alone; it will soon return to its cage, and give it a morsel to' eat every time. Repeat this with one person sitting In the room 'per fectly quiet. Then j. with two persons. The rat will soon learn that no one will harm It, and that you are a never-failing sourcb of food. After you have repeated this several times with different members of the household, you can safely let the rat go. It will at once run away, but will be sure to come back as soon as It Is hungry, If you do not have a cat about tho house. If you have, you will only waste your time trying to tame, tho rat, for Its natural enemy will keep it in such constant terror that it will be ab solutely untamable. Greyhounds Afraid of Coyotes. A greyhound Is not always brave, and one thing he Is particularly afraid of is an animal respected by noone an animal that slinks along In a cowardly manner and about which no writer has as yet found anything to admire. And yet of the coyote the poor, un loved, cowardly coyote the greyhound is afraid. He will run down a rabbit, seize him by the throat and with a Jerk break his neck, and then carry him to his mas ter. But let a coyote come in sight, and the greyhound loses his courage. As lopg 'as the coyote keeps running, the hound will run after him, but as soon as the coyote stops short and faces about, the greyhound turns and runs away as fast as he can. Its Trnstlns: Eye. Buffalo Bill once allowed himself to be put to shame by falling to shoot a couple of deer at an easy distance, says Mrs. Wetmore In her "Life of Colonel Cody." "Every one has his little weakness," he explained. "Mine Is a deer's eye. I don't want you to say anything about it to your friends, for they would laugh more than ever; but the fact la, I have never yet been ablo to shoot -a deer if it looked me RACCOON In the .eye. With a buffalo or a bear or an Indian It Is different But the deer has the eye of a trusting child soft, gen tle and confiding. No one but a brute could shoot a deer If he caught that look." Enigma. My first in in long but not in short. My second Is in learn, but not In taught, My third 13 In gone, but not iq como, Mj' fourth Is In whiskey, but not in rum, My fifth is in torn, but not In mend. My Elxth Is In ask, but not in lend. My seventh Is In hold, but not in send. And my whole is yart of the array, i RACCOON BATING HIS DINNER, mjWL r.tlV .gySrBPJ ! : Raccoons Go .A-FisHing. Also-Some Things About Birds. Nature Studies byJames Speed. Every one who has been an observer of the things Nature has to offer, "knows that tho common raccoon Is very partial to crawfish as an article of diet. We do not often see the animals catch and eat the crawfish, but all up and down the" muddy banks of streams the "coons" leave tell tale tracks. To tho keen observer, these tracks in the soft mud show tho flat Impression of the long paws, and he at once knows that the animal has been moving slowly. When a "coon" Is in a hurry, he -racks along on his toes and leaves a different print from that when he Is taking his time and walk ing flat-footed. Then,, too, the small stones lying near the edge of the stream have been moved, as the animal hunted about In tha shallow water for crawfish. .Most of my knowledge of "coons" had been gained from certain old, gray-headr ed darkies with whom I had followed the dogs op chilly Fall and Winter nights. This knowledge was largely hunting lore, as to when and where we were most likely to strike trail In different kinds of weath er, I earned from them what the differ ent styles of baying of the dogs meant. Therefore, really most of what I knew of "coons" was through the chase and had nothing to do wjtji the animajs' every night life. A Crawfish Hunt. Not long ago as I passed through the main street of a small village, I saw a boy standing on the sidewalk with two halt-grown coons climbing on his shoul ders. I stopped to talk with the lad and learn something of his pets, and discov ered that he was on his way to allow them to hunt for crawfish in a near-by stream. I got my camera and went with him to take some characteristic poses of the an imals, as they fished. When we reached the stream, the coons were very eager, and, quickly wading Into the shallow water, began to fish. I was surprised to see that they did most of their fishing by the sense of touch. Quite often they did not even look into the water, as their deft fore paws were pushed under the loose stones lying on the bot tom. They had learned from experience that if just one paw was thrust under, the crawfish would dart out on the oppo site side, so they invariably put a paw on each side. It was wonderful to see how rapidly and surely they caught all sizes of crawfish, from the big ones, armed with dangerous pinchers, to little, half-grown fellows less than an Inch long, The moment a fish was caught, the coon squatted on its hind legs and held it to its mouth with both paws. If the crawfish was very large it was rolled rapidly between the paws to CATCHING CRAWFISH IN SHALLOW prevent Injury while It was being bitten In two. I tried to get a photograph of one of the coons as it ate a crawfish, but it was too quick for me. Time after time, we see accounts of the wonderful, long-continued flights of some of the migratory birds, The accounts of ten end with a calculation, showing that the energy expended in keeping the bird in the air apd carrying Jt forward on its journey would more than consume the whole weight of the bird. This has been a puzzling problem for I a qqs time. Engineers knew that tor very fast running on a railroad a great deal of coal Is necessary to overcome tha air pressure, which Increases rapidly as the train moves faster. Thus it was perfectly natural to apply tho same cal culation to a bird traveling with great velocity through the upper air. While Professor Langley, of the Smith sonian Institution, was experimenting be fore he began to construct bis celebrated flying machine, he discovered some val uable things In regard to flight. These discoveries have thrown a strong light on the great powers of rapid, Iong-con-tlnucd filshts of birds. Professor Langley learned that by mov ing a body rapidly through the air, It floated, and thus no energy was required to keep It from falling. He ascertained this by revolving a large plate of metal attached to the end of a long wooden beam. When the beam was revolved slow ly, the scales to which the plate was hunjr "registered part of the weight of the plate. The faster the beam revolved, carrying the plate through the air, the less weight was registered, showing that the plate was passing so rapidly from one column of air to the next that tho air had no time to move from beneath. This explains why birds fly so rapidly. It Is so that very little energy may be expended in keeping themselves afloat. Most birds lift themselves from the ground and commence their flight la boriously; but as soon as sufficient mo mentum has been gained, the flight be comes easier and more graceful. Jwen wfth this explanation, the flight of birds seems wonderful enough, but It becomes in a measure intelligible. Migration of Birds. Migration that wonderful Inherited in stinct of certain birds has long been a puzzle to ornithologists. Many of our birds remain with us during the wholo season, but a large majority go South each Winter. The matter of going South might easily bo explained by the knowledge that their food supply is cut short, by the cold of Winter, as most of them are insectivorous birds. But why should they como back over miles of land and water to reari their broods the next season? If the warmer clime can support them during the Winter months, it could certainly take care of them in Summer. We know that these birds not only come back North again, but that they come to the same lo calities to nest and rear their young. This matter of migration seems to be totally Instinct, as most birds migrate at night and often at quite a height above the earth. How wonderful it docs seem the tiny voyagers' of the air flying swiftly northward through the dark, guided by that power called Instinct! As the flock gets further and further North, here and there a pair drops out to return to old haunts. In many localities the migration of birds is not North and South, as wo usu ally think of It, but is to some remote Island. In these cases the migration Is from some sea coast out, that the young may be reared in greater security. Among some animals this same sort of migra- WATER. tory Instinct is seen, notably among seals wnen about to give birth to their young. Fishing Methods qn the Congo. Primitive methods of catching fish ara In vogue among the natives of the Congo. Sometimes they poison the water, and they occasionally fish with a hook and line, but "their favorite Implements of destruction are funnels, Bhaped somewhat like ordinary ell pots, from which no fish, having once entered, can escape. A small funnel of this kind Is called a "iisoso" sad. is maae o thin strips of palm. A fish can easily enter, but as soon as he trie3 to get out, he finds the exit barred by the ends of the strips, which come together Just Inside the broad en trance. When, the water Is rising and falling fish can casllx be caught In this way. Larger and longer funnels, known as "nswa," are also used. They are made of broad strips of palm t)r of branches of other trees, and are found very effective In rapidly flowing rivers. First the river is dammed, and then a number of open ings are made In it, behind which the "nswas" are placed. Through the force of tho current the fish are driven into the openings, and once thero they cannot get out. Some of the fish caught in thesse fun nels are of enormous size, frequently, In deed, so largo that two boys find It no easy task to carry ono of them home. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THIST Trees and FIovrer Mnst Have Sleep. Jmt an Yon Mnst. "If, the next time you go into your friend's garden, he exclaims, 'Hush! don't wake the geraniums! don't be surprised," remarks a writer in the New York Press. "Botanists are Just now Insisting upon the necessity of Bleep for flowers and plants and trees. A well-known botanist who has been Investigating the causey which retard the growth of trees and flowers in cities has laid especial stress upon tle fact that tho main reason they do not flourish as they do in the country is that they are kept awake too much at night. The smoke and dust, of course, have something to do with It, but one of the principal causes of their lack of vigor is want of proper sleep. "All forms of vegetable life must, at regular intervals, be allowed to relapse Into a condition of repose, or some rad ical change will result in the form of the plant. A geranium cannot be out all night with the larkspur and look bright and fresh the next morning. Neither can tho fir tree neglect its proper sleep to sit up all night with, the ash without ruining its health and growing to look a demoralized and disreputable old tree before Its time. In the country the trees and tho. flowers go to bed rtth the cnicK ens, but in the city the roost moral and wcll-lntentloned shrub, the most circum spect and staid tree, will be kept awake by a variety of causes; while an Immoral hollyhock or a dissipated elm tree has a short life and a merry ono in the great city. "Of tho causes which keep tho trees and flowers awako nights, the botanist says that, in the first place, thero Is tho matter of noise, in all Its forms, and the vibration which goes with tho constant activity of city life. Plants and flowers of all kinds sleep best away from the glare; so the lights of a city, which shine all through tho night, must contribute to this Interference with vegetable sleep. Electricity, Independent of its use for lighting purposes, has a bad effect upon plant life, seeming to make trees and flowers Irritable and nervous and to break up their constitution. But, above all. a plant must have sleep; so don't wake the geraniums or disturb the slumbers of the sunflower." Pig In Yorkshire. The number of pigs kept by the colliers and artisans of the north of England fluc tuates with tho price of coal and yarn. In good times every collier keeps a lively CURIOUS OPTICAL ILLUSION. Tha accompanying; figure, from tho New York Herald, shows a series of straight lines arranged slightly obliquely and con verging: toward the center below. Viewed as one scans a page, they present nothing ex traordinary, but slightly raise the focus ot the eye, as it were, from the paper and they look like pins stick in the paper. animal of some sort, and though dogs, guinea pigs, cage birds and homing pig eons are attractive, his "fancy animal" Is usually a pig. He admires this on Sunday afternoons, and groups of friends go round to smoke their pipes and compare pigs and bet on their ultimate weight. They have private pig shows, with subscription prizes. Each animal Is judged in its own sty, and It is interesting to know that the evolution of an almost perfect pig was due to the Innate sagacity of the Yorkshire Plt hand. The sties are very rough affairs, often made of a few boards nailed over railroad sleepers; but thoroughly venti lated and always look towards the south. Architects of costly home farms often house the unhappy pigs under north wails, and condemn them to rheuma tism, cold and sunlessnest. Yorkshire produces not only the best pork, but has long been famous for the best-cured hams In England. My Cat and I. He has cheeks round as apples. Mine are hollow. He Is portly, even haughty. I am not. He has big, sleepy eyes. Mine are dim. He has paws soft as velvet. Thin and trembling mine. He stands ready for a frolic, I've not time. He has repose. Worried am I. He Is. In short, big and beautiful, sleek and silky, fat and fine which I'm not and never can be. Yet we live the same, He has no advantage. The same house shelters" us. We breathe the same air. We eat tho same food, he lingering fondly over all save fruit courses, being especially devoted to rice, milk, soup, meat, oil and vegetables. We even sit upon the same chairs. But why this awful difference? But hold! Though neither has the ad vantage in the matter of board and keep, there is one great big difference he does not work between meals. Philadelphia Record. An Easily Earned Fiver. A well-known sportsman, on setting out for a day's sport with a frlepd, pointed to a large spaniel which lay apparently asleep In the hall, and bet hl3 friend a fiver he could not attract the dog's at tention. The bet was readily accepted, and after the failure of a shrill whistle and a blank cartridge to cause the slightest movement, the flver was delivered up. "That's my old dog, Mahatma, 1 had. stuffed a few weeks ago," laughed the eportsman, "and that's the tenth flver he's brought me," Exchange. i i How Felix Became a Hero. Risked His Life at a Fire to Save That of a Little Child. Fells Rogers' parents died when he was a very small boy. He had no brothers or sisters, and his only relative an aunt, his mother's sister although a poor widow who wa9 obliged to work hard to provide for her own family, kindly took him to her humble home. She had flvo children Alice, George. May, Lizzie and Leon and Felix made tho sixth. Felix was at the head of his school class; he was very bright and learned rapidly. All tho children went to a publlo school. When Felix was 14 years old, he still lived with his aunt, but sho was not so poor as sho had been when Felix came to live with her. Her uncle had died and left her a small sum of money, but qulto enough to live comfortably without work. Felix was a strong, tall, good-natured fellow. His honesty and truthfulness made him a groat favorite with all his, school fellows and all who knew him. One day at lunch hour, as he was walk ing home from school, a firo engine passed, but fires are so numerous In a largo city that it did not attract the chil dren's attention. From a distance, how ever, Felix noticed a crowd gathering around the apartment-house in which ho lived. A Dreadful Scene. ,A9 ho drew nearer this is tho scene that met his eyes: Several fire engines at work, men shouting, women screaming, children sobbing and thick, black smoko pouring from the door3 and windows, while firemen were climbing ladders and people coming down lire escapes. In the midst of this scene of horror Fe lix saw a child at a window of the thlr,l story; she wa3 a little girl about 4 years old, and her danger increased 33 the sec onds sped, for the wall of the building was about to fall. Felix waatabout to run up a ladder when a policeman said, roughly: "See here, young man, don't go up there, or you will bo killed, sure. One dead is better than t-two." "I will save her, If no one else will," re plied Felix, and up he dashed through the smoke before the astonished police man could stop him. Felix was quick ae a flash; he took tho child on his arm and descended rapid.y. He reached the sidewalk in safety and heard the policeman mutter: "He Is a plucky boy. I am a policeman, ami wouldn't have done It; neither would the firemen, and everybody knows they are brave." Three minutes later, with a crash that was heard many blocks, the wall fell down. Nobody was hurt, for the police man ordered tho people to "stand back," which hey did In a hurry. The next day Felix's name was In tho newspapers, with a long account of his bravery. Felix In Adopted. The mother of the child he rescued waa Mrs. Richmond, a wealthy lady. She had not lived in tho apartment-house, but her nurse girl had gone thero to see her sister and had taken the child with her. When the fire broke out, she ran to save herself and forgot about the little girl. Mrs. Richmond went to see Felix's aunt, and with her consent she adopted Felix. She had lost a son about Felix's age. and Felix's aunt knew that the nephew would have a good home, a loving mother and a dear little sister. He would go to col lege, and some day might become a great man. Yet she was very sorry to let him go, as she loved him as it he were her own son. Felix never forgot his aunt's kindness, and, by and by, when she moved to tho country and three of her children went to college, some people thought It was Fe lix's doings, and perhaps It was. So we see, whether a boy Is poor or rich, he can always be kind and loving and help others. EDNA FRANCES DESSAR. Cnnton's Famous Water Clock. The famous clepsydra, or water clock, of Canton China, is housed in a templo on the city walls. In "China, the Long Llved Empire," Miss Scidmore tells of a visit paid to the temple. "We went," says she, "Into the rubbish-room and sat down to wait until the expected bargaining should be concluded and we were free to enter some further hall the supposed splendid Templo of Time. " 'Lady Jump down. Lady sitting an cient water clock,' said Ah Poll, our swag gering parrot of a guide; for three big earthen Jars on successive shelves beside, us, a fourth and lowest one, with a wooden cover, constituted the whole clepsydra, and we had unwittingly sat down upon a quarter section of all time. "The water descends by slow drops from one Jar to another, the brass scale on a float in the last crock telling the hours as It rises. Every afternoon at 5 o'clock since 1321 A. D. tho lowest jar has been emptied, the upper one filled, and the clock thus wound up for another day. Beards with tho number of the hour are displayed on the outside wall that the city may know the time." The Fnirles. Tell me, have you seen the fairies. Little girl with eyes of brown? New's your chanoe, out In the eeantry. Far they never coma to tows. You must get up in the morals?. Ere the dew is off the grase; You roust pick your way on tiptoe. For tbey must not hear you pass. You must glance in every harebell. You must also take a peep In the purple bells of foxgloves. For 'tis there they He asleep. You must And the fairy hammocks Bpangled cobweb then, you kaow, Tou must search In drowsy poppies, Nid-nid-neddins all aglow. Every blade may hide & fairy. Every flower may hold one. tpo. And ao matter if you see them. If they only don't see you. They're sueh timid little creatures. It they saw you they would diet For, remember, they're no bigger Than, a yellow butterfly. Then tread softly ahd tread quickly. Only take a peep and go. For to catch a fairy napping Is the sweetest sight I know. Then coma out a-falry hunting. Little maid with eyes of brown; Co not miss them now you're near them, For they never come to town.