. St. Nicholas [serial] . hin ourselves, After all, they saysAnd, be sure, the happy heart Makes the happy day. In a cool and shady garden Phyllis sat. The roses scentFanned a face whereon were written Restlessness and nodded, bluebells tinkled, Birds sang sweetly in the trees;Merry talk and joyous laughter Sounded on the summer breeze. Oh, sighed Phyllis, I am stifling. And she raised her pretty head. I am sure t is going to shower — What a horrid day! she said. In a warm and dusty city Janey, pinched and wan and white,Leaned against a heated building, Longing for the cool o
. St. Nicholas [serial] . hin ourselves, After all, they saysAnd, be sure, the happy heart Makes the happy day. In a cool and shady garden Phyllis sat. The roses scentFanned a face whereon were written Restlessness and nodded, bluebells tinkled, Birds sang sweetly in the trees;Merry talk and joyous laughter Sounded on the summer breeze. Oh, sighed Phyllis, I am stifling. And she raised her pretty head. I am sure t is going to shower — What a horrid day! she said. In a warm and dusty city Janey, pinched and wan and white,Leaned against a heated building, Longing for the cool of she spied a floweret, Pale and slender, at her feet. Oh ! she cried, and stooped to pluck it; Looking up in rapture sweetThrough the crowded house-tops, Janey Caught a glimpse of blue oerhead;And she kissed the little posy — What a lovely day ! she said. Beauty lies within ourselves, After all, they say ;And the glad and happy heart Makes the happy day. THE DANCING HORSES OF SYBARIS. By James In the south of Italy there was once a flour-ishing Greek colony called Sybaris. The townwas well situated for commerce, the surround-ing country was very fertile, the climate wasthe finest in the world, and for some cen-turies the Sybarites were industrious and enter-prising, carrying on a profitable trade withother countries and heaping up immensewealth. But too much good fortune finallyproved their ruin. Little by little they losttheir habits of labor and thrift, and instead gavethemselves up to pleasure. Finally, leavingall kinds of necessary work to their slaves, theylaid aside the cares of life, and spent their days in eating and drinking, in dancing and inlistening to fine music, or in attending the circusand watching the feats of acrobats or performinganimals. It is said, indeed, that prizes were offeredto any man who would invent some new kindof amusement. A certain flute-player hit uponthe idea of teaching the horses to dance, and,since those creatu
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