was in the tree, ho fancied he was nearer 
them, and they could hear the little songs 
he sung; so he liked this seat among the 
cool, green boughs, and would sit and study 
there. 
Well, at last ho tired of playing with the 
wind-mill, and then he climbed up a ladder 
and nailed It to the eud of the wood-house, 
and there it rattled and whirled through 
the long autumn rains, through the long, 
cold, winter nights; whirled and rattled on, 
never once stopping to talco breath. No, 
the more breath it took the faster it went! 
The children, as they passed, would stop to 
look at it, for it was such a noisy little 
thing they could not well forget it was t here. 
In the spring, when his little adopted sis¬ 
ter came to live with him, as they were at 
play under a largo grape vine, which grew 
on a frame near the wood-house, she saw 
the little toy, and wished for it very much; 
so Robbie told her if she would wait till 
there was a ladder there he would get it 
for her. 
Now, the vine had awakened from its 
long winter nap, spread out its downy leaves 
in the warm sunshine, and just then came a 
rustle from t he leaves, and the wind swayed 
a long vine across to the building, and it 
began to climb. Up it went, to the window 
where the children had a playhouse, threw 
a curtain of green, glassy leaves over that, 
and went on; each day higher and higher, 
till, by-nnd-by, one of its strong tendrils 
clasped the upright part, of the little wind¬ 
mill, then another, and there it hung. The 
nails had become rusted by the winter 
storms, and the strong wind loosened it, 
but still it rattled and whirled. 
One night, there came a heavy storm of 
wind and rain; in the morning, it was too 
wot for the little ones to play out doors, so 
they went into the chamber, when, to their 
surprise and joy, what should they sec but 
the wind-mill, which hail become loosened 
by the storm, pushed In at the open win¬ 
dow, firmly held in the strong grasp of the 
vine, still nodding and rattling as merry as 
ever, and saying, as plainly as ever a mill 
could talk: 
“Good morning, little ones; ar’ut you 
glad I have come?” 
The children laughed so merry that the 
older ones went to look, and then they 
laughed too, and all laughed together—just 
about a little wind-mill.— a. r. r. 
ing plants of twining habit, which may he 
trained upon the wall, encircling pictures 
and bouquets, with a very pretty effect. 
Some of these bouquets may bo placed in 
paper cornucopias, and attached to the 
wall. Hanging baskets made of old crino¬ 
line wire, covered with delicate horn scrap¬ 
ings or small autumn leaves, and filled with 
flowers of wax, paper or worsted, are very 
pretty. Rustic frames for pictures can be 
made of thin, narrow strips of board, and 
ornamented with pine and spruce cones, 
plum seeds, poach seeds, acorns and autumn 
leaves, or shells and cornelians, with which 
our lakes and rivers abound. And 1 have 
seen very pretty frames made of corn, rice, 
wheat, colored beans, peas, also cloves and 
other spices; all being nicely varnished 
when completed. 
Ladies of refilled taste,diving on the fron¬ 
tier, having been aocustomed to elegant 
homes, often find their ingenuity consider¬ 
ably taxed to make their introductory 
abodes seem cozy and home-like. Yet this 
may be done, to which I can attest, for I 
have seen very humble homes converted 
into almost a little Paradise of beauty by 
deft and willing hands, and with the outlay 
of a very few cents, aside from the glass 
needed for pictures. Old Sol’s benign face 
will greatly enhance the beauty of your 
homes, if you will but bid him welcome. 
Try the sunshine plan awhile, and see if it 
does not chase away the gloom of our dark¬ 
ened rooms. 
THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER 
ON THE RIVER, 
FROM THE FRENCH OK LA FONTALNE, 
I love all hardy exorcise 
That makes one strain and quiver ; 
And best of all I love and prize 
This boating on our river. 
I go to row and you to steer. 
Cay shall be life's trip, my dear; 
You to steer and I to row. 
All is bright where'er we go. 
We push off from the. bank : again 
We’re free upon the waters ; 
The happiest of the sons of men, 
The fairest of earth's daughters. 
And I row, aud 1 row ; 
The blue floats above us as wo go: 
And you steer, and you steer. 
Framed in gliding wood and water, O my dear. 
I pull a long calm mile or two, 
Pull slowly, deftly feather: 
How sinful any work to do 
Iu this Italian weather! 
Yet I row, yet t row; 
The blue floats above us as we go : 
While you steer, while you steer, 
Framed in gliding wood ana water, O my dear. 
Those lovely breadths of lawn that sweep 
Adown In still greeu billows ! 
And O’er the britn in fountains leap; 
Green fountains, weeping willows ! 
And l row, and 1 row ; 
The blue floats above us as wo go: 
And you steer, and you steer, 
Framed in gliding wood and wator, O my dear. 
We push amongst the flags in flower, 
Dencath the brunches tender, 
And wo are In a falrie bower 
Of green and golden splendor. 
I to row and you to steer, 
Gay must be life’s trip, tny dear; 
You to steer and I to row, 
All is bright where'er wo go. 
A secret bowor where we can hide 
In lustrous shadow lonely; 
The crystal floor may lap and glida 
To rock our dreaming only. 
1 to row and yon to steer, 
Gay must be life’s trip, my dear; 
You to steer and 1 to row, 
All is bright where’er we go. 
[fVtwcr’x Magazine, 
Sunshine will not last, 
Summer soon Is past— 
Then conics the winter weather. 
Miss Grasshopper sung her song 
All the summer’s bright day long. 
And forgot the winter weather. 
\yhen the snow fell on the ground, 
Her leaves, and grain, could not be found 
Then she thought of winter weather. 
From her neighbor Ant, in sorrow. 
Miss Grasshopper sought to borrow 
Food for winter weather. 
“Miss Grasshopper," the old Ant said 
“ How happens It you’re out of bread, 
In this cold winter woutlier l 
“ Whut did you In the summer’s day 
That you've no victuals stored away. 
For this barren winter weather?" 
“ Do! Why I sang my song, Miss Ant.” 
“ Now Nonce., my friend. Lend ! no I can't, 
In this cold winter weather.'’ 
Tho Ant family always work— 
The Grasshopper's always shirk. 
Which fares best In winter weather 
Harrisburg, Pa.. 1872. 
WISHES 
So Nell, she wants a pony 
To ride adown the lane; 
Ami Nod, a gallant vessel 
To snil across the main. 
Now grandpapa lias neither. 
But. offers each a knee ; 
And one shall be an Arab stood, 
And one a ship at sea. 
DAUGHTERS OF THE RICH, 
No class of women are more to be pitied 
than the daughters of rich men, who having 
real force and energy of character, have no 
vent for it, because fashion requires them 
to sit still and fold their bauds. It docs not 
require this of their brothers. They are 
applauded when they grow restive under it, 
and breaking their bonds, interest them¬ 
selves in a mauly way in something besides 
mere pleasuru. But let a daughter try It, 
and Immediately the awful Mrs Grundy 
starts up, and poiuts to her worsted dogs 
and cats, and her croquet ground, aud her 
French dressmaker, and bids the daughter 
of the millionaire still her pulses, aud close 
her eyes and ears to the possibilities, and 
think of notbiug but husband huuting. We 
never cau know how many real heroines are 
behind this wall of restriction, till what is 
called “ adverse ” fate sots them free to 
stand upon their own feet, aud to use their 
own hands, aud know their own powers, 
which had been dwarfed almost to extinc¬ 
tion by inaction. 
again. And a capital one it is, too, uuu 
one you will need all your lives, and in 
whatever you undertake. Especially in 
your endeavors to be good, you must never 
get discouraged and give up trying, because 
it is such slow work, but persevere, as we 
are told, “unto tho eud.” I am so glad 
Robert 1). let his owl go when ho found the 
other birds teased it. That shows he is a 
kind hearted boy. Did you ever hear of an 
eagle for a pot? I know a little boy who 
has one. Tt seems cruel to think of caging 
such a bird as that, doesn’t it? But in tills 
case It, was not cruelty, but the very oppo¬ 
site, for the poor thing was found shot, 
through tho wing, so that it could not Jly, 
and it was, consequently, nearly starved to 
death. L. A. L.’s “Tommy” reminds me 
of a kitten 1 used to have when a little girl, 
that would not only let me dress her up in 
my doll’s clothes, but would lie like a baby 
in my doll’s cradle. One day while she was 
arrayed in dollio’s long frock, poor kitty 
was seized with a fit, and it was so distress¬ 
ing to see her, that my mother thought it, 
best for mo, ever afterward, to play with 
kilty in her own little fur coat. I hope 
Frank J. L>. will remember, in breaking his 
colts, to use a good deal of sugar, or some¬ 
thing else they like, and very little, whip¬ 
ping. He must make au aquarium for his 
goldfish, for they will not thrive in a globe; 
we have tried it, and lost our pets. 1 hope 
Martha A. W.’a little calf will grow strong 
and well. We used to have one which we 
BEAUTIFYING HOMES, 
IJY HOPE EVERMORE 
ILLUSTRATED REBUS.-No. 13 
WOMAN’S POWER FOR GOOD AND EVIL 
ONEgifted and beautiful woman, if wrong¬ 
ly disposed, can work more evil in society, 
can scatter more seeds of corruption and 
death, than, with their utmost efforts, a 
score of men. Her capabilities for good in 
the different departments of morals are 
equally great, and in such proportion to her 
powers, both for good and evil, must be her 
condemnation, if she is false to her holy 
stewardship. Society cannot he destroyed 
if woman is true, nor saved if woman is false. 
Besides, society shows no unequal discrim¬ 
ination in regard to this particular class of 
offences. The rule applies to all. A profaue 
woman, a drunken woman, a female thief 
or murderer excites always a greater horror 
and disgust than if the. crime had been com¬ 
mitted by a man. And this is right, and it 
will be an evil day for this world wheu wo¬ 
man in her sin excites no more abhorrence 
than a man. 
pgr* Answer In two weeks. 
CROSS-WORD ENIGMA-No. 4 
My first is in hate, but not in love; 
My second is in lark, but not in dove; 
My third is in blue, but not in green; 
My fourth is in maid, but not In queen 
My fifth is in seven, but not in eight; 
My sixth is in early, but not In late; 
My whole 13 a city In the Empire State. 
^“Answer in two weeks. Stei 
DOMESTIC HAPPINESS, 
The great end of prudence is to give 
cheerfulness to those hours whioh splendor 
cannot gild, aud acclamation cannot exhil¬ 
arate. Those soft intervals of unbended 
amusement, in whioh a man shrinks to his 
natural dimensions, aud throws aside tho or¬ 
naments and disguises which he feels in pri¬ 
vacy to be useless incumbrances, and to lose 
all effect when they become familiar. To 
be happy at home, is the ultimate result of 
all ambition, the end to which every enter¬ 
prise and labor tends, and of which every 
desire pi-omptsthe execution. It is, indeed, 
at home that every man must be known by 
those who would have a just estimate of his 
virtue or felicity; for smiles aud embroid¬ 
ery are alike occasional, and the mind is of¬ 
ten dressed for show iu painted honor and 
fictions benevoleuce.— Johnson. 
HIDDEN CITIES.—No. 3- 
1. No one like her I ever saw. 
2. He was a hero men love to talk with. 
3. People who purchase by the gallon do not be¬ 
come rich. 
4. That is a lemon from Florida. 
5. Alpha Van N'asby Is a friend of mine. 
jw- Answer in two weeks. G. R. Y. 
THE STORY OF A LITTLE WIND-MILL. 
A little boy, who we will call Robbie, 
took a pine stick to his elder brother, who 
made him a wind-mill. It was a little one, 
but went very fast. The little fellow was 
pleased, and played with it a long time, 
placing it, first, on the gate-post, then 
marching about with it on his hat, and then 
he would climb into a maple tree, where he 
had a seat, and tie it to a limb close to his 
aide. 
Ho was a lonely little boy. His three lit¬ 
tle sisters had all passed away to that home 
above, to join the angel band; aud when he 
CURIOUS QUERIES.—No. 1 
In whate State does one added to one not make 
two? 
Answer In two weeks. 
PUZZLER ANSWERS.-March 16, 
Illustrated Rears No. 11.- Tho longeet way 
round Is the shortest road home. 
Charade No. 1.—Rosemary. 
Miscellaneous Enigma No. 4.—Frank Garlock. 
Hidden animals No. 1. — 1. Hyena; 3, Ape; 3, 
Wild Cat; I. Mouse ; 5, Gnu; 6. Coney; 7, Monkey; 8. 
Rabbit; 9, Beaver; 10. Mare; 11, Ermine; 12. Arma¬ 
dillo. 
