St Nicholas [serial] . one stone to another. Such are the general principles of curling:—agame that affords excellent exercise, is highlyamusing, and gives room for the display of muchjudgment and skill. When clubs are formed, thecost of having the stones prepared is not great foreach individual member. There are many cricketclubs in America, and our English brethren areadopting base-ball. Why should not curling alsobecome an international game? There is no doubt that the sports of the iceshould be cultivated to the fullest extent; for atime is coming, say the wise men, when our wholeglobe is
St Nicholas [serial] . one stone to another. Such are the general principles of curling:—agame that affords excellent exercise, is highlyamusing, and gives room for the display of muchjudgment and skill. When clubs are formed, thecost of having the stones prepared is not great foreach individual member. There are many cricketclubs in America, and our English brethren areadopting base-ball. Why should not curling alsobecome an international game? There is no doubt that the sports of the iceshould be cultivated to the fullest extent; for atime is coming, say the wise men, when our wholeglobe is to be enveloped in a solid casing of ice;and the man of the future (who will probably muchresemble the modern Esquimaux) will be obligedto slide, and to skate, and to curl, without cessa-tion, to keep himself warm and comfortable. That glacial epoch is some hundreds of centuries offyet, to be sure; but there is nothing like acquiringgood habits early. Wherefore the moral hereofis : Go and have your skates sharpened!. : A VISIT FROM JACK FROST. 1877] THE TWO WISHES. 3J9 THE TWO WISHES. (A fairy Story.) By Susan Coolidge. Pierot and Pierotte were a small brother andister who were always wishing to be somethingliat they were not, or to have something whichbey had not. They were not unhappy or discou-nted children,—far from it. Their home, thoughoor, was comfortable ; their parents, though strict,ere kind; they were used to both, and desiredlothing better. Wishing with them was a habit,a idle game which they were forever playing. Itleant little, but it sounded ill; and a stranger;stening, would have judged them less well-offid cheerful than they really were. I wish I need nt wake up, but might lie stilllday, was Pierottes first thought every morn-g; while Pierots was, I wish Pierotte wasntich a sleepy-head, for then we could get out he-re sunrise, and gather every mushroom in theeadow while the Blaize children are still snoringi their beds. Then later, at breakfast, Pierottejul
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