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LITTLE TEASE. 
Hiding her grandmam-ma’s knitting away, 
Teaching the kittens their letters in play. 
Clambering up to the table and shelf. 
Having a tea-party all by herself, 
Quiet a minute, in mischief, no doubt. 
Pulling the needles and thimbles about, 
Sewing her apron, demure as you please, 
Any one got such a dear little tease? 
Printing her hands in the soft, tempting flour, 
Tumbles and bumps twenty times in an hour; 
Tangling the yarn and unraveling the lace, 
Doing it all with the prettiest grace. 
Mother is scolding her very bad girl, 
Says that she sets the whole house in a whirl; 
Looks at her pouting there down at her knees. 
Clasps to her heart again dear little tease. 
Is Your Note Good? —A Bos¬ 
ton lawyer was called on a short 
time ago by a boy, who inquired 
if he had any waste paper to sell, j 
The lawyer, pulling out a large 
drawer, exhibited his stock of 
waste paper. 
“Will you give rue twenty-five 
cents for that ? ” 
The hoy looked at the paper 
doubtingly a moment, and offered 
fifteen. 
“Done,” said the lawyer, and 
the paper was quickly transferred 
to the hag by the hoy, whose 
eyes sparkled as lie lifted the 
weighty mass. 
Not till it was safely stowed 
away did he announce that lie 
had no money. 
nails.” It confused the storekeeper, and he said he 
did not keep the place; and at last things got so 
mixed that the girl’s mother had to go for the articles 
herself. 
A Brave Boy. —A company of boys in a street in 
Boston, one day after school, were engaged in snow¬ 
balling. William had made a good, hard snowball. 
In throwing it, he “put in too much powder,” as the 
boys say—he threw it too hard, and it went farther 
than he intended, right through a parlor window! All 
the hoys shouted, “There, you’ll catch it now! Run, 
Bill, run! ” Then they took to their heels. 
But the brave William straightened up . and said, 
“I shall not run.” He went directly .to the house 
How do you ex¬ 
paper without 
“No money! 
pect to buy 
money?” 
Not prepared to state exactly 
his plan of operations, the hoy 
made no reply. 
“Do you consider your note 
good?” asked the lawyer. 
‘Yes, 
sir." 
“Very well; if you say your 
note’s good, I’d just as soon have 
it as the money; hut if it isn’t 
good, I don’t want it.” 
The hoy affirmed that he con¬ 
sidered it good; whereupon, the 
lawyer wrote a note for fifteen 
cents, which the hoy signed leg¬ 
ibly, and lifting the hag of papers, 
trudged off. 
Soon after dinner the little fel¬ 
low reappeared, and producing 
the money, announced that he 
had come to pay his note. 
“Well,” said the lawyer, “this 
is the first time I ever knew a 
note to he taken up the day it 
was given. A hoy who will do that is entitled to’ 
note and money too; ” and giving him both, sent him 
on his way with a smiling face and a happy heart. 
Mixing Her Errand. —A little girl was sent to 
the store one day to buy a yard of muslin, a quart of 
syrup, and a pound of nails. For fear she might for¬ 
get her errand, she kept repeating them over to her¬ 
self as she ran along. Arriving at the store door, she 
stubbed her toe, and fell down, completely demoraliz¬ 
ing her ideas and memory, so that she made her 
wishes known in this way: “Mr. Storekeeper, I want 
a pound of syrup, a quart of muslin, and a yard of 
Clever Carlo. 
where the window had been broken. He rang at the 
door, acknowledged what he had done, and said he 
was sorry. lie then gave his name, and the name of 
his father, and of his father’s place of business, and 
said the damage should he paid for. That was true 
courage. It is cowardice that would lead a hoy, when 
he has done an injury Hike that to sneak away and 
ran to conceal it. How noble and brave it is to see a 
hoy confess a fault, and not be afraid to face the con¬ 
sequence ! 
The Jimmyjohns. —Mrs. Diaz tells a comical story 
of two twins, who looked so muck alike that the 
neighbors could not tell which was Jimmy and which 
Johnny, and so called them “the Jimmyjohns.” And 
this is the account of one of their funny “ways.” 
When the Jimmies were little toddling things, just be¬ 
ginning to walk, they were constantly falling down, 
tipping over hi their cradle, or humping their heads 
together; and Mrs. Plummer found that the best way 
to stop the crying, at such times, was to turn it into 
kissing. The reason of this is very plain. In cry¬ 
ing, the mouth flies open; in kissing, it shuts. Mrs. 
Plummer was a wonderful woman. She -found out 
that shutting the mouth would stop its crying, and to 
shut the mouth she contrived that pretty kissing plan, 
and at the first sound of a bump would catch up the 
little toddlers, put their arms 
round each other’s necks, and say, 
“Kiss Johnny, Jimmy! Kiss 
Jimmy, Johnny!” It would make 
anybody laugh to see them, in the 
midst of a crying spell, run to¬ 
wards each other, their cheeks 
still wet with tears, and to see their 
poor, little, twisted, crying mouths, 
trying to shut up into a kiss. 
A Simple Amusement. —For 
the amusement of children be¬ 
tween two and six years of age, 
a very simple device is recom¬ 
mended. Spread on the floor of 
the play-room your largest news¬ 
paper, take a little stand or table 
and spread a paper on that also, 
and then allow the little one or 
ones two or three quarts of Indian 
meal to play with, letting them 
pour it on the table as they like. 
,5iS They will play snow, and shovel 
out their paths, or make drifts and 
dean off, and they can put their 
little toys into the meal without 
injury. Their cars can he blocked 
up and need to he rescued from 
their peril, or their little people 
and animals can he nearly buried 
up in it, and all sorts of exciting 
adventures happen out of that 
meal. Of course, cakes can ho 
made by filling tins; hut it is 
better not to allow any wetting 
of the meal, as that injures it for 
their plays, and is cold to the 
hands of a delicate child. After 
the allotted hour or two hours of 
meal time, brush it all into a box 
and put it out of sight, in reserve 
for the next unoccupied day. 
Good Habits. - Remember, 
hoys, before yon are twenty years 
of age you must establish a charac¬ 
ter that will save you all your life. As habits grow 
stronger every year, any turning into a new path is 
more and more difficult; therefore, it is often harder 
to unlearn than to learn; and on this account a 
famous flute player used to charge double price to 
those pupils who had been taught before by a 
poor master. Try and reform a lazy, unthrifty, 
or drunken person, and in most cases you fail; for 
the bad habit, whatever it is, has so wound itself 
into his life, that it cannot he uprooted. The best 
habit of all, is the habit of care in the formation of 
good habits. 
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