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30 THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN, PORTLAND, JANUARY 4, 1903. ND one morning- papa hitched Baby r Louise, the little white pony, to the little cart and Peter was driving J up and down, up and down, alone in the I road before the house. The little white ! pony was eo very gentle and -Peter was t such a brave little boy that papa some times did let him drive a very short dis tance down the road. And little Ellen came out Into the road and called: "I want to ride, too, Peter!" And Peter stopped the little white pony and Ellen got into the little cart. -And Ellen said: "Oh, Peter, let us go to WyvHle all alone and eee what we can seel" And Peter said: "Oh, papa never will let us drive Baby Lauise all alone to Wyville!" And little Ellen tossed her curls and looked real naughty, and eaid: "Let us run away quick, and not ask papa and mamma." And Peter looked real naughty and said: "I dare run away if you dare run away. little Ellen." And little Ellen tossed her curls said: "1 dare run away to Wyville." And Peter took the whip, whipped Baby Louise, and away and and they went down the road in the little cart. And mamma came out Into the road and called: "Peter r.nd Ellen, come home! Where are you going? Come home at once, Peter and Ellen!" And little Ellen called beck: "We are running away, dear, precious mamma, we can't come back. We are running away!" And Peter said: "Oh, I guess we'd better go back, little Ellen!" And little Ellen tossed her curls and looked real naughty and said: "I want to run away; I' don't want to go back." And Peter rid: "I dare run away if you dare run away, little Ellen." And little Ellen tossed her curls and laughed 'and said: "I dare run away, I dare run away to Wyville. Pieville!" And Peter eaid:- ' "What makes you call the town .Wy ville, Pieville. little Ellen?" And little Ellen said: "Because we can buy little, tiny cherry pies in Wyville. and so I 'call it Wyville, Pieville!" And Peter laughed and whipped the lit tle white pony and said: "Here we go to Wyville, Pieville, to buy little cherry pies!" And little Ellen said: "How many little cherry pies are you going to buy, Peter?" And Peter said: "I have 10 cents, and I'm going to buy two little cherry plee." And Ellen said:. "i have only 5. cents so I can only buy one little cherry pie." And Peter eaid: "Oh, little Ellefi. we are very naughty to run away to Wyville.'' And little Ellen tossed her curls and said: "I don't care; I like to be naughty some times." 'And Peter laughed and said: "Yes sometimes I like to be Just awful naughty, don't you?" And then all at once little Ellen began to cry. gOUTHS' GAMES ALL OVER S4 'OUNTING in" and "counting out" r rhymes are popular everywhere throughout the world. Except for changes to give them local coloring, many of the Thymes that are liked the best are almost identical in all languages. England and America, of course, have rhymes of the greatest similarity, be cause the language is the same and many of the points of interest are the same. England has not borrowed much from America, but American children use a great many English hymes. Some that are used in both countries equally are: Overy. uvery, Ickery Ann, Flllusy, follusy, Nicholas John, Queevy. quavy, English Navy, Stingalum, Stangalum, buck. ' Eeny, meeny, mona, my, Barcelona, bona, stry, Kay bell, broken well, "Wee, woz, wack. One-I-zol, two-l-zol, zlg-1-zol. zaa, -Bobtail, vinegar, tockle and tan, Harum, 'Sea rum, Cecil Marum , 'SI. lo, whack. One, two, three, four. Iilly at the kitchen door ' ?. . 'Eating peaches oft a plate, -Five, six, seven, eight. One, two, three, - Out goes he Into the middle , P Of the deep blue sea. If this be so "f-. We all know, - ' a As here we sit, . " ' . That you are IT. C-ne a penny bun, " Two a penny bun. One a penny, two a penny, ' Hot cross bun! If your mother don't like 'em Qlve 'em to her son. One a penny, two a penny, , Out goes onel Intery, mlntery, cutcry. corn, VApple seed and briar thorn. Wine, beer. Umber lock. Three geese in one flock; One Tiew east and one flew west. . - One flew over the cuckoo's neat. o-tr-T, out. Stick, stock, etone dead. Bick, rock, dead in bed; Flip, flop, girls and men, Lip, lop, alive again. , Onery. twoery, dlckery, davery, Hallldom, crackabone.- tenery, lavery; Wave your limbs Northumberland pine, Hurable-ey, tumble-ey, twenty-nine. For Northumberland, American children say American. The following rhyme in Its American form, has found much favor in England, despite is vulgarity: Eeny, meeny, miny mo. Catch a nigger by the toe; When he hollers let him go; Eeny, meeny, xnlny mo. Although this Is an Americanized rhyme that has been accepted by England, it was borrowed originally from the old Eng lish. It Is said to be the very oldest rhyme known in Great Britain. In Corn wall, where it is most in use in its old lorm, it Is believed that it descended from the Druids. The British version is: En a, men a. mona, mite, Pasca, laura, bona, bite. Eggs, bvtf.ter, cheese, bread, Stick, stack, stone dead. Still another version of the same rhyme is in use in other parts of England. It runs: Ana, mana, nana, Mike, Barcelona, bona, bike," Lare. fare. nare. nack, Willie boy, silly boy, stepped on a tack; Huddlgoo, Buddigoo, hip no stone, Luddymoo, muddy Lou, you are one. Among the boys of the famous St. PICTURES TO PAINT RUNAWAY PETER AND ELLEN I I "Oh, EHen, I see Wyville just down the hill ! ! I "We-tire Jxlniort there T 1 .in. ' i "I'm afraid my mamma will feel' bad. be cause I am so naughty," she said. And Peter said: "I guess we'd better go home." And Ellen said: "Jfo, no, I want to go to Wyville, Pie ville, and buy my little cherry pies, but I don't want my mamma to feel bad because I'm so naughty." And Peter eaid: "Oh, Ellen, I see Wyville Just down the hill. We are almost there." - EEXY, MEEXY, Paul's School in London an old nursery jingle was in common use. It is: Hlckery. dlckery dock. The mouse ran up the clock, etc. The following rhyme js varied in dif ferent parts of England. In London the first version is use; in the North ""fa. w ther" (father) is substituted for "Annie." and in the South and in Scotland the name used is "Jamie." One, two, three, Annie caught a flea. The flea died and Annie cried. One, two, three. There is no nation apparently In which the b'oys and girls "do not use rhymes for the purpose of finding out who is "it" The French boys and girls, for Instance, sing through their little noses: HARDSHIPS OF ANY children think It would be a nice thing to be a Prince or Prin cess. But In truth it is only in story-books that royal children have such delightful times. In real life they generally are brought up under the strictest discipline, surround ed, at all times by governors and tutors; and they must conduct themselves accord ing to a set of rules . and regulations which to healthy cnudren must be most aggravating and annoying. The Princess Elizabeth, daugnter of the Queen of Bohemia, has left in her letters an account of the -manner In which she was obliged to approach the dinner table when she and hei brothers and sisters were receiving their education in Holland. The children had their dinner at 11 o'clock. The boys entered the dining room first and formed in a line, while their teachers and "gentlemen in waiting" lined up behind them. Then came in the little Princesses. Each Princess-, as she entered t-e room made deep curtsey to her brothers, to which they responded with a low bow. Then the Princess curtseyed again to the schoolmasters and others behind the Prin cess, but not so low as to her brothers. She then went around the table and stood opposite her brothers and gave them And little Ellen looked llown the hill and there was the little town of WyvHle. And Ellen clapped her hands and said: "Oh, we are almost there, and won't the little, tiny cherry pics taete good?" And Peter eaid: "I wouldn't go back now for a dollor, would you, little Ellen?" And Ellen said: "No, I wouldn't go back for a dollar now." And Peter whipped the little white pony THE WORLD MIXY MO. Vn, deux, trots. Tu ne l'est pas; Quatre. cinq, six, Va-t'tn d'icl. Spelled as nearly as possible so. that you can pronounce It as the small Frenchman does, using English sounds for the let ters, this Is: On. du, trwa, Tu ne lay pah; Ka-tre, sank, gecee, Va ton deecee. A translation of this follows without attempt to make it rhyme: One, two.lhree. Thou art not it; Four, Ave, six. Stay not here. The small boy of Turkey and the chil dren of the Armenian brigands who held REAL PRINCES AND PRINCESSES another curtsey, very low. -urnlng to her governess, she again curtseyed slight-1'- The governess made a low curtsey In return. v The Princess now took off her gloves, which she was required to wear when she entered the dining-room and handed them to an attendant with another curtsey. Having done this, she curtseyed to her brothers and a man came to her with a basin of water, in which she washed her hands, dropping the holder of the basin a curtsey "for his palne. After grace was said, all standing mean time, the Princess made another curtsy and a ninth and final one just as she took her seat at the. table. Each Princess had to go through this ceremony as she came in to dinner, and as there were five of them, it took some time to get the children all eeated at the table. The little Princejs, of course, had to re spond gravely with a low bow to every curtsy that their sisters made to them, and they stood in a line bobbing their heads until -all the girls were seated. So It was half an hour after the sharp appe tites of the children and the hands of the castle clock had announced the dinner hour before, the children were actually eating. The boys were allowed to have four hours a day for exercise and play; all the rest of- the time, when they were not eat ing or Bleeping, they were studying law, ahd away they went down the hill very fast, and in juat a few minutes they were in the little town, and before the little store, where the little cherry pies were, for sale. And Peter bought two little cherry plea, and Ellen bought one, and then, they got into the little cart and started for home. And those little cherry pics were juicy, and sweet, and good, but when they were all gone little Ellen began to cry again. "Oh, I wish I hadn't beca naughty, and run away and disobeyed my mother!" And Peter said: "I love my papa, and he will feel so bad when he. knows how haughty I've been!" And Ellen said: "But those cherry pies were nice, and I like little wee cherry plea." And Peter said: "I'd rather be good, and please my moth er and father than have all the cherry pies In the world!" And Ellen cried very loud, and eaid: "I'm afraid my mamma will whip me." And very soon they drove lntolhc yard, and there was their own beautiful home. And there was papa, dear papa, with a very sad face, waiting for them. And papa helped Peter and Ellen out of their little cart, and then he said: "Peter and Ellen, go right upstairs to your rooms, and do not come down till I tell you to." And Ellen cried: "Oh, papa, I'm sorry I ran away, but I wanted a wee, little cherry pie so much!" And papa said: "Go right upstairs to your rooms and go to bed, and don't get up till I tell you to!" "Why, papa, It is only morning, and the sun Jo shining, must we go to bed right now?" And papa said: "Yes, Peter and Ellen, you must go to bed right now!" And Peter and Ellen went upstairs to their own little rooms, and undressed and went to bed. (And the sun was shining, and it wao morning.) And little Ellen hid her face In her pil low, and cried, and cried, because she had been so naughty. And little Peter lay in his bed and thought how naughty he had been, and felt very sorry- And one hour passed, and two hours passed, and mamma did not come upstairs, and nana did not come unetalrs. Pcor lit tle Ellen went to sleep, but Peter lay wide awake and felt very sad Indeed. And all at once he heard a voice say: "Peter. Peter! tut! tut! tut!" And Peter looked and there was Polly Parrot sitting on the wlndowsill in the eun. And Peter said: "Why, Polly Parrot, how did you get Into my room?" And Polly s"ald: "Oh, Mary. Miss Mary." (Mary was the servant.) And just then little Ellen woke up and sat up in bed, quick, and said: "Who pulled my little nooe?" ' And there on the bed beside Ellen was her funny little monkey. And Ellen called: "Oh, Peter, my funny little monkey Is In my. room, and he pulled my nose." And Peter said: "I guess May let them come in because we would be (onely." And just then 'mamma opened the doot and came Into little Ellen's room and said: "Will my darling Ellen promise me.never to run away again? And little Ellen hugged her mother and said: "Yes. I'll promise, dear mamma. I was the naughtiest one, because I coaxed little Peter to go." And Peter called from his room: "I wanted to go; I was naughty, too, dear mamma." And mamma said: "I forgive you both, and so docs papa. You may get up now and dress; dinner Is ready. We are going to have peaches ana cream for dinner." "COUNTING IN" AND "COUNTING OUT" RHYMES MUCH THE SAME Miss Stone In captivity ore burdened with the following lingo: Allem, Bellem, chlrozl, Chlr, mlrorjl. fotozl. Fotoz, glder. Magara. Magarada, tllkl, ba?h, Pllkl. benl. Korkootdi. Aalede, Shooulede Edlrnede. Dlvld vashl Ben Olayen Kehad bash!. In the whole world there are no more Jolly children than the small boys and girls of Holland. The little boys all wear the looosest. widest and most preposter ous breeches ever seen. Each pair seems big enough to hold two boys and reaches high above his waist, where It buttons to his small shirt. The headgear is al most always a small round cap. Coats and jackets they rarerly wear, even In the winter, when at play. The little Dutch girls wear long skirts, so full that one almost suspects that there are hoopsklrts under them such as grand mother wore when she was a young lady. On their heads are the tightest of white caps, such as babies wear In America. Sometimes, under these caps, they have a hood or headpiece made of brass, which Is kept brightly polished and glitters splen didly through the lace overcap. Boys and girls wear wooden shoes and make a tremendous clatter as they play their games on the sidewalk or the pave ment. One of their counting-out rhymes, spelled as It Is pronounced, Is: Ecn. twee, een Kopje theo. Een. Klontje, er blj," Af ben JU. Even the small boys in India have their couhtlng-out games, and this Is their lingo, as nearly as it can be written In English: Ha. hoo. too, Pooska, hramlna, padala, stoo. There Is a strong likeness between one of the rhymes used by German children and our own "Eeny, meeny," etc, for they chant: Ene, tent, mona, met. 'Barter, lone, bone, strel, Ene, fune, herke, berke, Wer? Wle? Wo? Was? The children of Ireland have a rhyme all their, own. It runs like this: A llrrlpeg, a larrapeg, A bee, a nail, a stone, a stack, A bonnle BUlle Telple. A Bella-bug, a warum rack, Crib-e-stery, Hick. And so, you see, there Is no such great difference among the children of the earth. hlstor"t mathematics, languages and the ology. The girls were allowed to have scarcely any time for play; but when not at their lessons they were engaged in their sewing and embroidery. Their food was plain and limited In quantity, and they knew each day 'what they were to have to eat, for every Mon day they had the same dishes, the same every Tuesday, and so on. They attended morning and evening prayers, and listened to a short sermon every day. On Sunday after church they had to sit down and write out as much as they could remember of the sermon they had heard, and twice a week learned ministers or col lege professors lectured to the children while they were, at dinner. The children did not have a very gay time of It on the whole, and frequently used to envy the children of the peasants around the castle, who had rag dolls, made mud pies and were allowed "any amount of time for play. Being a Prince or Princess is very well in some ways, but there is little fun in it. Can gilt In the Act. Mrs. Style I want a hat; but it must be In the latest style. Shopman Kindly take a chair, madam, and wait a few minutes the fashion is just changing. Tit-Bits. UGLJ BRASS LAMP THE CUUIVn WAS SPEECHLESS WITH ASTOMSHMENT. THE djlnn had told Harry Munn that he could only be summoned from his home In Asia twice a month, and, therefbre, when the automobile was de molished, owing to Harry's carelesonesa, 1 there was,nothlng to be done but to wait 2S days. Harry went to bed that night with the ugly brass lamp wrapped up In newspa pers, so that It woujd not grease the pil lowcase; foe he judged It safest under hie pillow. Whatever had made him so thoughtful of the pillowcase It would be hard to tell, because while he had been cautioned against putting his muddy feet on the bed ever since he was old enough to get them muddy, his mother had never told him not .to put a greasy lamp under theilllow. All night long he dreamed of the lamp, and of the fun It would bring him, and early next morrilng he woke up and felt under the pillow to see If It was atlll there. Yes, It was there, and. In spite of the newspaper, so was a grease spot, but he did not notice that. That discovery would fall to his mother when she made. his bed. Of course, for the present It waa only an ordinary brass lamp, but when he went out to the barn to get feed for his chick ens he took the lamp along, and, spying a greasy rag that he had used In cleaning h!o wheel, he picked it up and rubbed the lamp once or twice, absent-mindedly, and lo and behold there was the djlnn curl-: Ing out of the barn door In smoky volume. Out of the lamp he oozed until he was at least 20 feet high, and a -pretty dreadful looking object to have swaying around locee. ' v But HaTry was not afraid of him now, so he said, "Hello, I though vou couldn't, come again until next month " "That Is what I said," said the djlnn. In so loud a tone that the people next door, who were early risers, said to one another, "Thunder In the morning, sailors take warning 1" "Well, but that was yesterday, ana here It's only to-day," said Harry. "Yes," said the djlnn, "and yesterday was the 30th of your month. Today Js the first of your next one. I never can re member their names in English." "They're dead easy," said Harry, with a superior air. "This Is October the first and yesterday was September the 30th. Say, I'm awful glad to see you, because you know the automobile sort of got smashed, and I want something else." "Wish Quickly, then," said the djlnn, leaning thls smoky form on the sloping barn roof. "You know I cannot stay long, and remember that you have but one more wish until Nocember." Harry burst out laughing, and then stopped short, fearing that It might not be polite to laugh at a djlnn. The big giant scowled and said: "What did I say wrong?" "You got the months mixed up. It's November and December. You probably FINE DEEDS DONE BY BRAVE BOYS BY H. IRVING KING tjt MONG the heroes of France whose names arc held In veneration is " Bertand du Guesclln. He lived and fought many years before Columbus discovered America. Besides being a val iant soldier, he was a. champion of the rights of the people, who were much op pressed In those days. Ho gave good counsel to the King, so that all men ad mired him. He had much success In driving out the Spaniards and the English, who at that time tried to conquer France. The King of France thought so much of Guesclln that when the soldier and counselor died he had him burled at St. DenlB, at the foot of a tomb which he had prepored for him self. When Bertrand was a boy he was awk ward and far from good-looking, and his parents feared he never would amount to nlhere va5 & juray unny &5 cojjtf be BY CHARLES BATTELL LOOMIS I ; I ; i ; A i would have said Noccmber and Devem- y.- "Hurry up with your wish," said the djinn, in a tone that showed he did not care to ba corrected. "Oh. yes. I want invisible stilts twenty feet high, with a vaulting pole. And please tell me where you are going lo Tney nad Iost wncei In turning a cor put them. I fell all over the Invisible ( ner.f and the flremen were now pulling off automobile before I found It." , the ladders and running with them to the "Hero they are leaning up against the flre But they would be too late to be of barn," said the 'djlnn, evidently placing any service to the boy, whose need was them there, although, of course, Harry immediate. saw nothing but the pantomimic motion. He climbed over the window ledge, and The next Instant the djlnn had vanr j was about to cast himself Into the street, lshed and Harry waa alone. J "Don't jump I" yelled Harry. "I can xne nrai uung xiurry uiu was iu iui- ; get to feed his chickens. The next was to put the "brass lamp away on a high shelf In the harness room. The day be fore he had left the lamp at -the clay banks, arid had had to fight Dick Sturges In order to regain possession of It. He had found Dick rubbing away for dear life, but, of course, nothing had come of It, as the month was not yet up. Yes, something had come of it; Dick had got a bit of a black eye. Harry was not a quarrelsome boy, but he and Dick could not be together five minutes, without bad blood showing, and It was mostly Dick's fault. The lamp safely stored away, Harry went out and laid his hands on the place Indicated by the djlnn. Ah! His hands grasped two strong, well-made stilts and a pole, ali absolutely Invisible. "I'll go wake papa and mamma," said the happy boy, mounting the stilts by way of the barn window-sill. He was an accomplished stilt-walker, but at nrst ho felt a little giddy at being so high in the air with no visible means of sup port. He soon became used to It, and then he walked boldly around to his parents' bedroom, and resting his weight on the pole he tapped on the window with his fingers. At the third taD his mother woke up, and when she saw him she sat up in bed and shook his father, who also sat up, but very sleepily, saying: "What's the matter?' Fire?" "What's he doing there?" said she. In excited tcnes. pointing at her son who. .with beaming face, was standing in the air about two feet from the window. "You're dreaming," said he, sleepily, rubbing his eyes and lying down again. "What did you see?" asked she. "You're dreaming that Harry's outside the window In the air," he mumbled with a yawn. "Wake up. Mr. Mann. If you know what I'm dreaming you must see It your- self. See If Harry Is in his room." The window was partly open and Harry heard her. "No. morasy,'.' said he, "I'm up and dressed. This Is me." "Thla Is I," corrected his mother. The boy might be only a ghost, but It must speak grammatically when talking to her. She was on her feet now, and after a glance into his room where she saw tum bled bed clothes, she ran to the window. much. They neglected him and gave him no part of the affection which they be stowed on his brothers and sisters. This neglect only made Bertrand de termined to try the harder to Improve himself in all ways and achieve a position which should make his parents proud of him. The boy wa3 fond of exercise and athletic sports, and when he was 9 years old he began to drill the children of his father's tenants as soldiers. He was a generous lad, and after one of his play battles he always would spend all his pocket money on his - companions. When he was 15 years old his father sent him on a visit to his aunt to see if she could make anything out of him. While on this visit he watched some country people wrestling near the castle. The champion wrestler of the district, seeing the boy looking on, challenged him. Bertrand accepted and threw the cham pion; but his aunt, hearing of the affair, m&n- Who w&s And he ureiy wife, who And TogeTher vnth 1h(?ir children 1hree- TALES It certainly was Harry, and he looked as If he were leaning on a staff, but what in the world" held him up she did not know. The she Temcmbered how he had come home the nlrht before (when he was in the Invisible automobile), as If he were sitting in m'.dalr. and she decided that either she or he was bewitched. Her husband sleepily joined her. "You'll fall, my son." said he. gaping. ' J For answer and in bravado Harry I leaped from his perch on the stilts, and, with the aid of the pole, he landed in the grass 20 feet away. I But he failed to take account of the stilts, and both of them fell against the bedroom window, where each stove in a pane. With a shriek Mrs. Munn ran back to bed and Mr. Munn danced a very credit able war dance all on account of a silver of glass which had alighted on his bare foot. Harry heard the crash of glass and di vined what had happened In an Instant. Instead of taking to his heels he turned and was about to march Into the house and sav he was sorry. But at this mo- ment the Canfleld fire engine came by, the horses at full gallop. The fire department i was a new thing for Canfleld, and the 1 novelty had not worn off for any one, much less for a hoy, so. hastily feeling for the stilts. Harry regained his lofty perch and stalked away after the engine. leaving his parents to their wonderment. When he reached the burning house, which was in the middle of the only brick block In Canfleld, the firemen were estab lishing fire lines in order to keep the crowd from getting In the way. 1 Of course Harry did not mind the fire i lines, as he was out of reach; besides he might be of assistance. Was he not a sort of walking ladder? "What Is that?" shouted everybody who saw him, and half the population fell to rubbing eyes; but in a moment there was a scream from the burning dwelling, and all eyes were riveted upon a second-story ' window, where a child had suddenly ap peared. Behind .the little fellow flames i and smoke; In front the street. I Harry was forgotten In the excitement 1 that followed. The hook and ladder com pany had not arrived, and good reason. gave you: He stepped to the window and the fran tic child allowed himself to be grabbed by the waist and pulled from his perilous perch. But when . Harry had picked him up he did not know how to set him down. He could nbt stoop on his stilts, and he could not drop the child, and yet at any mo ment the stilts might break, under their , combined weight. j As for the crowd and the firemen, they ' were speechless with astonishment. To see a boy In midair, sturdily holding up a little tot, and going through all the mo tions of walking was something they could not understand, but when Harry, seeing an open window op the other side of the street, stepped over and put the child In there, they understood that, and a cheer went up from every throat. The next minute the belated firemen ' came running full tilt with their ladder, and Harry's Invisible stilts being In their course they were knocked from under ( him, and he would have fallen If he had not tightened hi3 hold on the pole and i jumped' right Into the middle of "the crowa, j which scattered at his descent. He ran around the corner and made the circuit of the square. When he returned on the other side no one recognized him, and he was free to watch the efforts of the firemen, who soon subdued the fire. But every now and then a gallant fire , fighter would trip over the Invisible stilts ' and go headlong, and so at last Harry i made, a rush through the lines despite the shouts of an angry policeman (the only one of which Canfield could, boast, and he . wasn't worth boasting about), and by feel , ing with his feet he secured the stilts. He carried them under his arms until he was out of sight of the crowd, and then, the fire being practically over, he mounted them and made his way home, where he arrived with a good appetite for break fast, and where he was kept busy an swering questions and telling of the cause of the broken glass and his part in the t fire, and the wonderful gift of the djinn. "But the stilts aren't as much fun as the automobile was," said Harry. "I think I'll use them for hen roosts and get the djlnn to give me something else." That was some time ago, but to this day Harry's hens perch on Invlsjble roosts He had to train them to do it. and for that he deserves a great deal of credit, for If there is a stupid animal In this world of ours, it is a hen. (Copyright. 1902.) scolded him and made him promise to give up such sports. She made him prom ise that thereafter he would only taka part in tournaments and jousts, such as were indulged in in those day's by gentle men and nobles. In these jousts the knights. In Iron armor and mounted on horseback, entered an inclosure called the lists and charged upon each other with long Iron-tipped poles or lances, each try ing to knock off the other's helmet or hurl him from hte horse. When Bertrand was 17 years old he took part In one 'of these tournaments. He was mounted on one of hl3 father's farm horses. There were many fine bat tle horses In. the castle stables, but no I on would let the homely, awkward Bert rand have one to ride. His clothes were shabby, and as he rode along the street of the town where the jousting was to take place the people jeered at him. One sang out to him to get home to the kitchen where he be longed, and another cried that he was bet ter fitted to herd sheep than to take part in a tournament; and they made all man ner of fun of his horse. When Bertrand saw the gallant com. pany of knights and ladles assembled at the lists he felt downhearted, but pluck ing up courage, he said to- himself, "If 1 could only get a proper horse and a suit of armor I would show them." Among the knights who charged In the lists he saw a cousin of his who was about his own size, and at once he decided upon a course of action. After the cousin had run the number of courses fixed by the rules, Eertrand went to him and begged him to lend his horse and armor. His cousin did so, and the boy rode into the lists. As he had the visor of his helmet down, no one knew who he was, but he over threw every knight who came against him except one. That one was his own father. When Bertrand saw his father charg ing upon him, he courteously lowered the point of his lance and passed by with S bow, refusing to fight him. When Bertrand had ended his jousting the heralds all cried, "Victory for the ad venturous newcomer!" Then he took off his helmet, and everybody saw that the victor was a boy of 17, the despised Bert rand du Guesclln. His father and mother became Immense ly proud of him, not only for the skill in arms he had shown, but for the courteous manner in which he had borne himself. After that his education was better at tended to, and he got a start in the world. The tourneent made his name famous through all Brittany, the province of France in which it was held. ( bod' of men. and went off to the wars. t