St Nicholas [serial] . hed by the blazing suns of four Augustweeks. There was no need of gentle pity now.—noopportunity for showing humane kindness to adumb, helpless, harmless creature. No more 648 HOW A TURTLE TAUGHT A LESSON, [Augu would it gladly hide itself in the protecting earth,or hasten in fright from the dreaded hand. Whatvain struggles to regain its feet ! What wearinessand despair ! What agony when the noon sunsbeat down ! What pangs of slow starvation ! Asall this passed through Johns mind, the rockseemed no longer the old familiar pleasant spot,but like a haunted place. With pall
St Nicholas [serial] . hed by the blazing suns of four Augustweeks. There was no need of gentle pity now.—noopportunity for showing humane kindness to adumb, helpless, harmless creature. No more 648 HOW A TURTLE TAUGHT A LESSON, [Augu would it gladly hide itself in the protecting earth,or hasten in fright from the dreaded hand. Whatvain struggles to regain its feet ! What wearinessand despair ! What agony when the noon sunsbeat down ! What pangs of slow starvation ! Asall this passed through Johns mind, the rockseemed no longer the old familiar pleasant spot,but like a haunted place. With pallid face, he turned away, and hurried homeward in the gathering twilight, nor stoppuntil he reached the cheerful room in whichmother sat sewing and Ills father reading. That boy has long been a man, but the ye;that have passed have by no means worn away tremembrance of this scene, or the impressionmade on his mind; and on that memorableing John took his first lesson in thoughtfulness akindness toward dumb animals. evi. OPENING THE LILY. •\< 1877.] A DREAM ABOUT FAIRIES. 649 KING TRISANKU. By Henry w. Longfellow. Viswamitra the Magician,By his spells and incantations, Up to Indras realms elysian Raised Trisanku, king of nations. Indra and the gods offended Hurled him downward, and descendingIn the air he hung suspended, With these equal powers contending. Thus by aspirations lifted. By misgivings downward hearts are tossed and drifted Midway between earth and heaven. A DREAM ABOUT FAIRIES. By H. H. I SUPPOSE none of you, dear children, believe infairies. When I was a little girl, I used to believein them just as much as I believed in my father ormother. In those days (it was a great many yearsttgo) children did not know so much as they knownow. It almost frightens me sometimes to seehow very quickly boys and girls are expected tolearn things now, how many books they have, andaow much they are like grown people in everythingexcept their size. I think that the o
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