. St. Nicholas [serial] . ave been rightly guessed and placed one below anotherin the order here given, the first row of letters will spellthe name of a famous man, born in November, over fourhundred years ago, whom Heine called not only thetongue, but the sword, of his time. The third row ofletters will spell the name of the saint on whose day hewas born, and for whom he was named. dycie. PI. Sah anneyo nese a stol semmur, Radytes, lontse, ro writhesoe nego,Strif sidems hewn eth sleeva fo betemspre Nedtru, edwosh su a forts-vanger wand ?Dan wno hes hsa hendid ni criflo Henbeat eht wol-lingy,
. St. Nicholas [serial] . ave been rightly guessed and placed one below anotherin the order here given, the first row of letters will spellthe name of a famous man, born in November, over fourhundred years ago, whom Heine called not only thetongue, but the sword, of his time. The third row ofletters will spell the name of the saint on whose day hewas born, and for whom he was named. dycie. PI. Sah anneyo nese a stol semmur, Radytes, lontse, ro writhesoe nego,Strif sidems hewn eth sleeva fo betemspre Nedtru, edwosh su a forts-vanger wand ?Dan wno hes hsa hendid ni criflo Henbeat eht wol-lingy, gribth nanyeo nees a slot rusemm Faidle thiw het dadben cron-saveseh ? WORD-SQUARES. I. I. A shrub, the leaves of which are used in makingtea. 2. The American aloe. 3. Becomes dim. 4. Ap-parent. 5. Abodes. II. I. Fomentation. 2. A city of Italy. 3. A portion. 5. Concluded. III. I. Responsibilities. 2. Active. 3. To be Makes level. 5. Judgment. G. F. AND CLOVER. THE DE VINNE PRESS, NEW ENGRAVED BY T. JOHNSON. REMBRANDT VAN RYN. from the portrait, by himself, in the pitti gallery at florence. (see page 113.) ST. NICHOLAS. Vol. XVIII. DECEMBER, 1890. No. 2. (Copyright, 1890, by The Century Co. All rights reserved.) OVER THE ROOFS OF THE HOUSES I HEAR THE BARKING OF LEO. By R. W. Gilder. Over the roofs of the houses I hear the barking of Leo,— Leo the shaggy, the lustrous, the giant, the gentle Newfoundland. Dark are his eyes as the night, and black is his hair as the midnight; Large and slow is his tread till he sees his master returning, Then how he leaps in the air, with motion ponderous, frightening ! Now as I pass to my work I hear oer the roar of the city,— Far over the roofs of the houses, I hear the barking of Leo; For me he is moaning and crying, for me in measure sonorous He raises his marvelous voice, for me he is wailing and calling. None can assuage his grief though but for a day is the parting, Though morn after morn t is the
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