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use that term correctly, Dr. Bige- 

 low?) that when the young chickens 

 come they will be nicely protected from 

 the bad weather and other perils. She 

 has been so gentle in taking possession 

 of our porch closet, although she re- 

 sented our repeated intrusions after 

 she began to set on the two eggs that I 

 left for her. Every day for weeks, it 

 seemed to me, as she walked the rail- 

 ine to her nest on the closet in the 



to announce in tones of delighted dis- 

 covery, "No, Mother Clara, they didn't 

 kill the old hen at all." 



Clara Hoyt Lockvvood. 



Swimming in Great Salt Lake. 



BY H. E. ZIMMERMAN, MT. MORRIS, ILI,. 



This wonderful lake averages seven 

 and one-half feet in depth, the greatest 

 depth being thirty-three feet. The water 

 is so saline that this lake is one of the 



ALMOST GO TO SLEEP AND SWIM HERE. 



corner, she braved the sound of the 

 children's voices, and the noise of all 

 kinds of newly invented locomotives. 

 She was sometimes bothered because 

 the baby's gate was closed. One morn- 

 ing I found her making a round of the 

 porch, peeping into flower boxes and 

 talking in her restless singsong. She 

 followed me down for breakfast, but 

 did not linger to eat with the chickens. 

 All the way back to the house she was 

 at my heels, and when I approached 

 the closet she flew up before me, and 

 actually scolded the truth : "Some one 

 has taken my eggs and you know how 

 ^o get them." She waited until I 

 had found two more for her, and wel- 

 coming them as emotionally as a 

 mother might a lost child, she rolled 

 them under her and settled down to 

 lay more. So much a part of the porch 

 family has she become that my little 

 boy, knowing that chicken frequently 

 appears on his menu, often comes in 



purest and most concentrated brines in 

 the world, containing twenty-two per 

 cent, of salt. It is refreshing to bathe in 

 and singularly buoyant ; but the swallow- 

 ing of a mouthful causes strangulation, 

 and a drop in the eye raises acute pain. 

 The buoyancy of this body of water is 

 seen by the position of the men bath- 

 ing in it. They have nothing to sustain 

 them but the density of the water. If 

 one wishes to commit suicide by re- 

 maining under the water. Great Salt 

 Lake is the last place he should seek. 



The lower animals, points out Dr. 

 Craig of the University of Maine, have 

 almost no sense of rhythm. Horses 

 driven in span make no attempt to step 

 together. Two birds, however sweet- 

 ly they sing solo, never sing in time 

 with one another nor with any other 

 music. Even the so-called dancing ani- 

 mals of the circus get their rhythm from 

 the trainer, not from the tune. 



