. St. Nicholas [serial] . flag the Pacific express, while we walkedaway. We must have been very much absorbed inthe new project, for we never even turned to lookat the train ; and a train of cars in swift motion is asight that few people can help stopping to look at,however busy they may be. Readers who have followed this story thus farwill perhaps inquire where the scene of it is laid. 1think it is a pertinent question, yet there is a sortof unwritten law among story-writers against an-swering it, excepting in some vague, indefinite way;and I have transgressed so many written laws thatI shoul


. St. Nicholas [serial] . flag the Pacific express, while we walkedaway. We must have been very much absorbed inthe new project, for we never even turned to lookat the train ; and a train of cars in swift motion is asight that few people can help stopping to look at,however busy they may be. Readers who have followed this story thus farwill perhaps inquire where the scene of it is laid. 1think it is a pertinent question, yet there is a sortof unwritten law among story-writers against an-swering it, excepting in some vague, indefinite way;and I have transgressed so many written laws thatI should like at least to keep the unwritten if you are good at playing buried cities, Iwill give you a chance to find out the name of thatinland city where Phaeton and his companionsdwelt. I discovered it buried, quite unintentionally,in a couplet of one of Jimmy the Rhymers is the couplet: Though his head to the north wind 50 often is bared,At the sound of the siroc he s terribly scared. (To be continued.). 328 FOR VERY LITTLE FOLK. [February, THE TAME CROW. Once up-on a time there lived a crow. He had been tak-en from anest when young, and had been brought up on a farm, so that he wasquite tame. Now this crow was ver-y fond of eggs, and he would some-times vis-it the hens nests and steal their eggs, and fly a-way with themto the mead-ow be-hind the barn, where he would break the eggs andeat them. He found that a nice way to break an egg was to take onein his claws and fly up in the air and let it fall on the ground. Hewould then fly down and dine on the nice white and yel-low egg, as itran out of the bro-ken shell. Some-times the epfgf would fall on thegrass, or on the soft earth, and would not break. Then he would pickit up a-gain and fly high-er in the air, and let it fall from a great-erheight. If it did not break then, he would take it up a-gain and flye-ven high-er, and the third time it would break, and down he woulddrop to feast upon the bro-ken egg. One


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