60 HOURS WITH NATURE. 



TOM PERIWINKLE'S ADVENTURES IN THE STREETS 

 OF CALCUTTA, One afternoon, close upon two years ago, 

 Tom Periwinkle stepped ashore with a light heart. He 

 had some elderly companions with him. They were 

 soon inveigled into gin shops by some of those 

 low trickish fellows who loiter about the quays, and the 

 precincts of the Sailor's Home, and who on pretence of 

 befriending Jack invariably manage to transfer the con- 

 tents of his pockets into their own. Tom had honest 

 scruples about entering such places, and therefore parted 

 company with his friends and wandered about at his own 

 sweet will. Guileless and honest, full of rollicking fun, 

 Tom was a mere lad, and therefore, absolutely incapable of 

 protecting himself from the designing villany of such 

 scoundrels, who consider jack tar their legitimate quarry. 

 He soon allowed himself to fall into their clutches. 

 What the end was we have already seen. Cheated of 

 his money and robbed of his coat and hat, Tom, hungry 

 and thirsty, had trudged the lanes and streets of nearly 

 half the city in the vain attempt to find his way to the ship- 

 ping, until at last he emerged into the square where 

 he sat forlorn and desolate that foggy December night. 



THOMAS PERIWINKLE'S CHARACTERISTICS. Tom 

 Periwinkle took to us very kindly after the ad- 

 venture of that night, and has ever since been a great 

 friend of ours. Although a mere boy, not more than 

 thirteen or fourteen years old, he is already a citizen of 

 the world, can talk several European languages, and 

 besides possesses a smattering of Hindustani which he 



