THE AGASSIZ ASSOCIATION 



97 



A Touch of the Unknown. 



I recently went to Colchester to visit 

 the scenes of my boyliood in a wild 

 territory far out in the heart of the 

 country. No one in that part of the 

 country knew of my intention to make 

 the visit. I called at the farmhouse 

 where I had not been for about twenty 

 years. The lady of the house did not 

 recognize me until a correct stn-mise by 

 her daughter revealed m}- identity. 

 She then sent a younger daughter to a 

 distant cornfield to call her father. The 

 daughter was not to give my name but 

 simply to say that some one had drop- 

 ped in on business. AV'e wished to see 

 whether he would recognize his boy- 

 hood friend. 



On receipt of the message the farmer 

 said, "You can't fool me. It is not any 

 one on business. It is Ed. Bigelow. I 

 thought perhaps he wotild call, because 

 I saw him on the street in the village 

 last evening. I was surprised to learn 

 that he was in this vicinity, but at once 

 surmised that he would not go away 

 without visiting his boyhood home." 



The interesting fact is that I did not 

 arrive in Colchester until that morning 

 and went directly from the station to 

 his farm bv automobile ! 



A Lapful of Pony. 



Ahont tlic last kii:;l of a ])ct to liold 

 in one's laj) is a pony. ]:)Ut here is an 

 illustration showing that a woman was 

 able thus to treat a pony. 



We are indebted to "The National 



A NO\EL LAP PET. 



Would you take Nature for vour friend, 

 She'd give you pleasure without end. 



— Emma Peirce. 



Schrapnel bullets, fired at aircraft and 

 dropping back to earth from great 

 heights, are not especially dangerous. 

 The resistance of the air prevents tliem 

 from ever falling faster than about five 

 hundred feet a second. 



Humane Review" for the cut and to 

 Mr. Charles S. Jenkins of Lansdale, 

 Pennsylvania, who has one hundred 

 and twenty-five ponies, -all pure Shet- 

 lands. He says there is satisfaction in 

 producing an animal that will not be 

 killed for food, but will be kept to give 

 pleasure and health to its owner and 

 make better the men and women and 

 children that use it well. 



PARASOL AXTS (EACH CARRYING A LEAF;) OX THE MARCH. 



Cut by courtesy of The New York Zoological Society. 



