. St. Nicholas [serial] . hold of the Fleece,and fell from the Rams back, down and fell into the narrow seas, at last, that runbetween Europe and Asia, and there she wasdrowned. And that strait is called Helles Ford,or Hellespont, to this day. But Phrixus andthe Ram flew on up the narrow seas, and overthe great sea which the Greeks called the Eux-ine, till they reached a country called the Ram alighted, so tired and so wearythat he died, and Phrixus had his beautifulGolden Fleece stripped off, and hung on an oaktree in a dark wood. And there it was guardedby a monstrous
. St. Nicholas [serial] . hold of the Fleece,and fell from the Rams back, down and fell into the narrow seas, at last, that runbetween Europe and Asia, and there she wasdrowned. And that strait is called Helles Ford,or Hellespont, to this day. But Phrixus andthe Ram flew on up the narrow seas, and overthe great sea which the Greeks called the Eux-ine, till they reached a country called the Ram alighted, so tired and so wearythat he died, and Phrixus had his beautifulGolden Fleece stripped off, and hung on an oaktree in a dark wood. And there it was guardedby a monstrous Dragon, so that nobody daredto go near it. And Phrixus married the kingsdaughter, and lived long, till he died also, anda king called ^Eetes ruled that country. Ofall the things he had, the rarest was the GoldenFleece, and it became a proverb that nobodycould take that Fleece away, nor deceive theDragon who guarded it. The next story willtell who took the Fleece back to the Grecianland, and how he achieved this Cher D-I-N-G, D-O-N-G, B-E-LL, PUSSY S IN THE WELL: A CHRISTMAS CURE. By Emilie Poulsson. Santa Claus sat bythe fire in his ownhome, looking anxiousand troubled. Hisdroll little mouth wasnot drawn up like abow; his eyes hadnot twinkled for tenminutes; and his dim-ples, even, would nthave looked merry ifthey could have helpedit. Santa Claus sat therethinking — thinking. Itwas just before Christ-mas. What was thematter with the goodjolly old Saint ? Hadhis sleigh brokendown ? Had any ofhis reindeer run away ?Had he lost his own,particular, pet, privatemap?—for a body musthave a wonderful mapto guide him all aboutamong the chimneysof the whole world. But no,—it was none of these nt he find toys enough to go round ?Bless your dear little anxious heart, dont yoube afraid of that! He had thousands of bushelsof toys left after planning all the stockings ofthe children whose names were down in hisbooks ! Oh ! no. Santa Claus had toys wa
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