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Totty's Arithmetic. 



One little lieml, worth its whole weight in gold. 

 Over and over, a milllou times told. 



Two shining eyop, full of innocent glee, 

 Briyhter than ditimonds ever could be. 



Three pretty dimpleR, for fun to slip in. 

 Two in the cheeks and one in the chin. 



Four lily fingers on each baby-hand, 

 fit for a princess of sweet Fairy-land. 



Five on each hand, if we reckon Tom Thumb, 

 Standing beside them, so stiff and so glum! 



Six pearly teeth just within her red lips, 

 Over which merriment ripples and trips. 



Seven bright ringlets, as yellow as gold. 

 Seeming the sunshine to gather and hold. 



Eight tiny waves running over her hair, 

 Sunshine and shadow, they love to be there. 



Nine precious words that Totty can say, 

 But she will Itarn new ones every day. 



Ten little chubby, comical toes. 

 And that is as far as this lesson goes. 



— [St. Nicholas. 



What VITould Vou Think ? 



When walking out pome snramer'6 day, 

 What if a little bird should call, 



And on yourshoulder perch and say, 

 "Speak well of all. or not at all." 

 "What would you think! 



Wluit if you chased and caught for fun 

 An airy, gaiuly butterfly: 

 ' And un its wings there in the eun 



Vini plainly saw the words "Don't lie!" 

 What would you think! 



What if you watched an opening rose 

 Spread all its petals to the air, 



And to your wondering gaze discloBe 

 Two little warning words, "Don't swear!' 

 What would you think! 



What if you sought to rob the birds. 



And hunted for their nests with zeal, 

 But found each egg traced o'er with words 

 As plain as print, "Dear boy, don't steal!' 

 What would you think! 



— [Independent. 



"OUR CORNER." 



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t"jjS:KAW near, childreu, iinj listen 

 1.1 while Aunt Polly tells you of a 

 llall sweet child who has passed awaj' 

 from earth — a precious bud 

 snatched away to bloom elewhere. 

 The mother's hands have dressed that 

 little form for the last time, and away 

 out of her sight have they carried her 

 babe, in its flowery bed, away to its silent 

 resting place. She was an only child. 

 The sole object of afiection almost idol- 

 atrous, of both parents and a wide circle 

 of friends. Less than two years had 

 she dwelt upon earth, yet many of more 

 matni'6 years pass away leaving behind 

 fewer to mourn. Her beauty and win- 

 ning ways endeared her to all, and never 

 can her place be filled. 



E.ach one of you, little ones, bears the 

 imprint of angelhood. This world would 

 be a dreary place were there no children. 

 But kind, lovely, gentle children are the 

 ones whose presence we all enjoy. Re- 

 member to think of others always before 

 yourselves. Try to do something each 

 day to render life happier to those you 

 love, And when restless or impatient, 

 remember the lesson breathed forth in 

 the patient lily of the valley, ,'ind fra- 

 grance of the hyacinth .always scattering 

 joy. Think of the silent form enshroud- 

 ed in lace, decked with the hyacinth and 

 lily of the valley — emblems of purity — 

 and hold your breath, lest you offend. 

 A life ended. A mission fulfilled. Our 

 I only solace in (his trying hour is, that 

 j she has passed beyond" all sufi'ering, and 

 and we would not call her back to a life 

 so full of trial and disappointinent as this 



life is to many of ns. The lesson taught 

 by such bereavements we all must learn, 

 and if, as children, you jiatieutly submit 

 to the will of earthly parents, you will, 

 in time, become submissive to the High- 

 er Will. 



And now, my little nephews and 

 nieces, see what a funny story is sent us 

 by our good friend, M. E. T. ; 



When little Annie was three years old, 

 she went Avith her papa to witness the 

 ceremony of baijtism by immersion. A 

 large and clear stream of water was 

 chosen for the occasion. Annie stood 

 where she could see all that transpired, 

 and as the parties were taken to and 

 from a watery grave, her little face grew 

 thoughtful. On reaching home, she 

 asked mamma why they put the people 

 into the water. Mamma scarcely knew 

 how to answer one so young, so slie sim- 

 l^ly said, "To make them better. ' ' An- 

 nie was satisfied: what mamma said was 

 always true. On the following day 

 Annie was seen very busily engaged at 

 something about the pool of water where 

 the chickens drank. I'aixt, on go- 

 ing out, found two tiny kittens, dripping 

 with water, and almost drowned. Know- 

 ing how fond and how kind was her 

 usual manner towiirds her pets, he said, 

 "Why, Annie; would you kill your little 

 kittens?" "0, no, papa, I'm only mak- 

 ing them hctter kittens." 



Now for our letters. 



HoLLisTEE, March, 187ri. 



Aunt roily: I am eleven years old. I 

 have guessed the enigma; it is U. I 

 have made out Jennie's rebus, too; it is 

 Air. I have formed 54 words from the 

 word "carpets." I will give yon a list 

 of them. A. E. Pool. 



Glad you have written, and hope to 

 hear from you again. May-be you will 

 beat next time. 



And this from amidst flie snow-capped 

 Sierras : 



SiEiiRA, A]iri]. 1K7C. 



Tkfir Aunt Poltij: 1 like the little folks" 

 Corner so well that I thought I would 

 write j'ou a few hues, though I am afraid 

 you will not think my letter very inter- 

 esting. Perhaps you will be surprised 

 to hear fi-om your little niece that lives 

 way up in the mountains, where the 

 snow has been up over the fences this 

 winter. I have been trying how many 

 words I could spell from "carpets," and 

 send you CO. I am eleven years old. 



Good-bye. Lizzie H. 



Aunt Polly remembers when .she was 

 a little girl, and lived where there is lots 

 of snow in the winter. It was verj' cold 

 sometimes, but we had splendid fun 

 phiying in the soft snow and sliding on 

 the hard, glaring ice, when we went to 

 school. It is just as good for girls to 

 play out of doors as for boj-s — so Aunt 

 Polly thinks. 



Alther Feldman, San Jose, sends the 

 answer to Jennie's rebus and 83 words 

 from "carpets." 



Antioch, March, 187G. 



Dear Annl Polly: Noticing a request in 

 the Agkioultdrist for the young folks 

 to try and find how many difi'erent words 

 could be made out of "carpets," I 

 thought I would try, and I succeeded in 

 making Ifi? words. Yours, truly, 



Geo. W. Fuller. 



Hero is a letter from Lompoc: 



Ue(tr Aunl Polly: I am fourteen years 

 old. Do you think I am too old to be a 

 cousin to the little boys and girls that 

 write to you'/ I see in the last Acricul- 

 TRisT you requested the boys and gii-ls to 

 see how many separate words they could 

 nuike from the word "carpets," so I 

 thought I wotdd try and see how many I 

 could get. I got 211; all the words I 

 could think of and find in books and 



papers, and then took the dictionary. I 

 don't know as that was right, but there 

 was nothing said about it, and mother 

 said it would do no hurt, and would 

 teach me to spell. I have made a puz- 

 zle which I will send to you, and if you 

 think it good enough, I would like to see 

 any of the cousins make it out. 



Charley Tucker. 



Yes, Charley, it is good drill to find 

 the words in the dictionary and learn to 

 spell. You are not too old to be Aunt 

 Polly's nephe*-. She is glad that you 

 have written, and hopes you will remem- 

 ber to do so again. 



Here is Charley's puzzle. How many 

 can guess it? 



My first is in paint, but not in ink; 

 My second is in rose, but not in pink: 

 My third is in make, but not in wake; 

 My fourth is in sleej), but not in lake; 

 My fifth is in see, but not in talk ; 

 My si.\th is in run, but not in walk; 

 My seventh is in stake, but not in log: 

 My eighth is in snake, but not in frog ; 

 My ninth is in track, but not in trail; 

 My tenth is in fence, but not in rail; 

 My whole is a thing which we all should 

 love. 



Here is a cross-word enigma sent us 

 by a good friend, and we guess it will 

 puzzle our pets to make it out: 

 My first IS in apple, but not in plum ; 

 My second is in go, but not in come; 

 My third is sn sister, lint not in brother; 

 My fourth is in mother, also in father; 

 My fifth is in love, but not in joy; 

 My whole is loved by every boy. 



MotTNTAiN View, Aiwil, 187G. 



Dear Aunt Polly: I send my list of 

 words from carpets. I have 359 words. 

 I like the Aoeicultukist very much. 



Good-bye. Charlie Sprincjer. 



Well done, Ch.arlie. Y'ou have dusted 

 the "carpets" pretty thoroughly, and 

 have beat for the chromos. 



A welcome to our little niece clear 

 away in Ohio : 



La GRANCiE, Ohio, April, 187G. 



^iunl Polly: My own Aunt takes the 

 AfiRicnLTUEisT, and I have read the let- 

 ters of the little boys and girls, so I 

 thought I would try. I have a colt 

 named "Dotty Dimple." It is not old 

 enough to ride yet. I have a shepherd 

 dog. His name is "I'luto the Fourth," 

 and he can sit up and cross his paws, 

 walk along on his hiud feet, roll over, 

 and do many other tricks. This is all 

 you will want to read, I guess. Please 

 print this letter. From your friend. 

 Anita Johnson. 



Thanks to all who have tried to get all 

 the words they could from "carpets." 

 The question now is. Who is entitled to 

 the pair of chromos, the " Chicks " and 

 "Birds"? Aunt Polly has found out 

 53G words, which beats all, but then she 

 does not expect to keep the chromos, al- 

 though she wishes some one else had beat 

 her. It is not impossible to do it. I 

 notice two mistakes in Charlie Tuck- 

 er's list. He gets "tartar" in twice. 

 Did you ever hear the story about catch- 

 a Tartar? Look out, Charlie. The oth- 

 er false word is "parrot." Where did 

 you find your "o," Charlie? But we 

 will not scold you ; 231) is not a bad num- 

 ber. You are next to>the head, and came 

 near beating, l>ut Charlie Springer's list 

 contains 35!) words, and only one mis- 

 take. There is no such word as "setas," 

 but probably you meant "scta\" — 

 the plural of a word used in botany sig- 

 nifying like a bristle. Charlie Springer 

 gets the chromos this time. His is the 

 largest list received up to the 15th of the 

 month, which is the latest moment the 

 Editor will allow Aunt Polly to hand in 

 copy to the printer. But should any 

 other niece m nephew send a larger list, 



chromos will be sent to them 



It would occupy so much space to give 

 all the words found in "carpets" that 

 the editor objects giving room for them. 



Now what puzzle can we think up that 

 will test the studious powers? 0, I have 

 it now: the three boys and girls that will 

 send in the most names of mountains and 

 rivers found in the Pacific States and 

 Territories — west of the Kocky Moun- 

 tains — shall have, each, a pair of chro- 

 mos. To give all a chance I will grade 

 the ages. The one under ten years who 

 sends most names shall have a jjair; the 

 one under twelve years another pair, and 

 the one under fifteen years another 

 pair. Now, how many will try? Three 

 chances to win and nothing to lose, for 

 you will learn something by trying at any 

 rate. The names shall be printed and 

 due credit given, and Aunt Polly gives 

 to the loth of June to trj- in. 



CRANDWIA'S TALKS- 

 Easy Lessons from Nature—No. 4. 



Good morning, children. Why are 

 you looking so merry, Johnny, while 

 Lucy is half crjing and very much an- 

 noyed in spite of her span clean dress 

 and pinafore? Does "thereby hang a 

 tale," as the boy said of his kite? 



Oh! indeed! Johnny is quite ready to 

 tell how lucy went to draw up the kitchT 

 en window shade and unexpectedly sat 

 down in one of the pumpkin pies which 

 Sarah had just got ready for the oven. 

 That accounts for the smiles, but not for 

 the tears. Better a cold pie than a hot 

 one, eh, Lucy? Oh, never mind John- 

 ny's poor jokes. Let him sing all day 

 if he wants to, "Sarah made a pumpkin 

 pie, which Lucj' turned to squash." It 

 was a funny accident, and we will turn 

 it to some account by taking our lesson 

 from it to-day. 



I fancy, Lucy, that a great deal of that 

 pie changed its place suddenly when you 

 sat down upon it, because there is a law 

 in nature which prevents two bodies 

 from occujiying the same place at the 

 same time. 



Can either of you tell me of any two 

 things which seem to Occupy the very 

 same place at once? 



Johnny thinks he can drive a nail into 

 wood without changing the atoms of 

 wood, but let us pull the nail out again 

 and there is a hole the size of the nail, 

 showing that the particles of wood have 

 been jammed out of place just as the 

 pumpkin was jammed out of the plate. 



Lucy, dip your finger into the water 

 in this full glass. Doesn't your finger 

 displace some of the water as it goes in? 

 Yes; see how it flows over the top of the 

 glass! It is pushed out of jilace by your 

 solid finger, and although when you re- 

 nio\'e your finger the whole is quickly 

 tilled up by the atoms of w.ater sliding 

 easily into the place, yet you nniy believe 

 that the water has lowered in the glass 

 just the size of your finger. 



Now, children, v:e will try a little ex- 

 periment. We will fill this glass even 

 full of water, and set it on a dry plate so 

 that we may see every drop that runs 

 over. We will take this lump of 

 fine salt, (it is nearly as large round as 

 your finger, Lucy, and dropped into the- 

 water in a lump would cause it to over- 

 flow) mash it very fine, and then sprin- 

 kle it slow ly on top of the water, allow- 

 ing the bubbles of air to escape. There! 

 ■we have piit it all in and the water won't 

 hold any moi'e, I think. Well, now we 

 will take a teaspoonful of this powdered 

 suaar and sprinkle that in slowly, the 

 same way th:it we did the salt, and yet 

 now the glass seems no nearer to over- 

 flowing than at first. 



