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Game of Sheep and Welt
EAR a piece of paper Into as
many pieces as there are play
ers, and on each piece write some
number representing an hour In
the day. As there are only
twelve honra, . there can bo only twelvo
numbers, but If more than twelve are
playing you can make some of the num
bers bait hou.s until there are the re
Quired amount.
On one piece mark crone and then
shake all the numbers In a hat, each
player drawing one out. The man who '
gets the slip with the cross on It, It "It."
or the "Wolf,' while the other player
ro called the "Sheep."
A ring- la then formed by the sheep, the
wolf standing In the middle. The sheep
then call out. "What time wtll you dine
today, old wolf?" and Mr. Woir calls out
any hour he happens to think of. The
hoop then, who holds the slip correspond
ing to the number called by the wolf,
tarts to run. If he can get around the
ring three times before being; caught by
the wolf he Is safe; If not, be must be
"wolf." The game keeps up until all have
bad their turn at being "wolf," and this
does not take long, for the wolf Is not
supposed to call the same number twice.
A Black and White Boy.
Billy watched mamma writing a letter
to father, who was far awny, and he
thought he would like to write one, too.
Hut mamma aald: "No, you might spill
the Ink."
Billy did not think he would, bnt he
waited until mamma had left ' the room,
and then he climbed upon the chair, and
thero In front of him on the desk were the
pretty Ink bottlo and a pen.
"I can write, too," cried Billy, and
reached across to seize the pen, when the
sudden movement upset the chair under
Ms foet, and down went Billy, Ink and
11.
When mamma came In to see what
caused the crash she found a funny little
boy with big blotches of Ink all over his
face, and I am afraid mamma was pretty
angry at seeing her carpet all spoiled, so
Billy did not appear at the supper table
that night.
Ilaby's Weather.
When baby's eyet are stormy.
And we smllo at her In vnln,
Cmnrtmn shakes hpr hod, n?xl murmurs
She'nfrald It's going to rain.
When the baby's eyes are dancing,
Shining like two stors with fun.
Grxndma snUlea and snys she's certain
We shall have a spell of sun.
ftory of ft IlnWfroK.
The cave of a green-rklnned hermit Is
formed by two stones, moss covered and
cold, near the shore of a shallow lake. Ho
Seldom leaves his dwelling by day, but
nightly prowls around the water the terror
of animals even larger than himself, for
bis Is a welt-known and exceedingly daring
appetite. Indeed.
Snails and such prey are easy victims for
one who enn leap as nimbly and as far as
their green-backed enemy, and the quarrel
some crawfish, despite their claws, are
often devoured by the hungry hermit.
Sadder than these Is the fall of an oc
casional chick or duckling, whose life goes
. out In the stomach of the voracious bull
frog. Tou have probably guessed that this
Strange hermit Is none other than the cele
brated bullfrog of America.
At night the bellowing of this old frog
Often frightened the children who visited
the country around the lake, till one day
he proved that he had some kindness In
bis heart.
During the rainfall bis mood was most
cheery. lie actually smiled, and, chatter-
In tt to some scampering tadpoles, ssfced
why they hurried and dnrtcd so aimlessly
thither and hither. Such sociability from
the hermit before dinner was startling,
and poor, frightened tadpoles, without any
tongues, whnt could they answer?
They opened their queer little mouths and
wriggled their fat tails, trying not to seem
afraid of being gobbled up.
"When t was a tadpole like you," began
the frog.
"O-o-oJ went the months and eyes of
the amased tadpoles They were Just baby
tadpoles, and had not yet learned that the
frog In the shiny green coat had been a
little black grubby thing like one of them.
"When Z was a tadpole," continued the
frog. "I took better care of my tan. My
advice to you, young people, la to guard
your tails. Do not wriggle them so much
for nothing at an and keep them from the
nips of the water tigers. Tou will lose them
soon enough."
Every tadpole's tall in the lake became
quite still, and tears from those baby eyes
fen fast.
"You needn't cry," piped the hermit,
kindly. "Tou will not lose the whole tan
at once. And yotr will first develop fore
legs. Tou will then come Into possession
of a tongue, while the body takes up the
tall, a little nt a time, to add to its own
growth. Two more legs will make then?
appearance, and bye and bye you may,
perhaps, be ns handsome as myself."
"O-O-O!" rounder and rounder became
the tadpoles' eyes and mouths In their
Joy.
With Ugn like the frog's they would be
able to live on land if they chose, or to
swim for years If they liked, as he had
done.
It was the talk of the lake, as they had
heard more than once, that the hermit had
lived for years without any support for his
feet but the water. That was before he
found the mossy cave. And his particular
boast wns that none In the frog race could
surpass him In swimming.
The tadpoles were grateful for the Infor
mation given by their grown-up relative,
and. as they slowly skimmed over the
water, they resolved to guard their tails
and grow Into splendid big bullfrogs. In
order to live in moss-grown castles, each
by himself. Philadelphia Ledger.
Extra Good Soldiers.
Bobert, a 4-year-old American citizen, re
cently went a-vlsltlng in a big fort, where
he was entertained nobly by officers and
men. One day ho was taken in state to
see a drill on the parade ground, and Just
as he got there the line was Btandlng im
movably at "Attention!"
Robert's acquaintance with soldiers had
been intimate, but not wide, having been
gained entirely from the tin so!dlers In
tho box which was presented to him for
his birthday. Therefore he promptly not
Iced a great and surprising difference be- '
tween the soldiers on the parade ground
and those at home, and he expressed It
solemnly in a shrill voice that reached the
ranks:
"Them's extra good soldiers, I guess!"
remarked he. "They don't fall down at all
does they?"
Torn Clever Trick.
Many New York girls and boys, ns well ns
out-of-town young visitors to the city, will
recall Tom, the big performing elephant
who furnished dally amusoinuiit for bis
young audiences with tricks and other
marvelous performances In the Central
Park menagerie. That la to aay, his per
forma nces seemed marvelous for a heavy
elephant whose natural position was oa
all fours, and who did not speak English,
von though It almost seemed as If tut
understood It. Old Tom finally became so
dangerous that about two years ago he
had to be quietly put away by a dose of
poison.
Perhaps the most remarkable of Tom's
tricks was one of which his trainer was
very proud, not only beciuse it was diffi
cult, but because It was novel as welL
Tom would stand upon his hind legs on a
strong box, take from his keeper's hand
a boy's mouth organ, gracefully curl his
trunk back until It rested on his forehead
and then alternately blow and draw his
breath through the musical reeds of the
toy.
Bears have been trained to beat a drum
and to wrestle, seals have been taught to
play ball and ponies to play see-saw, but
Tom's proud keeper thought his pet over
topped all other performing large animals
In this novel musical solo. St. Nicholas.
The Owl and the Lark.
Oh, the Owl and the Lark
Went a-aalllng after dark.
And they boated and they floated down
the river to the sea;
On their mandolins they played.
And such merry music made
That the donkey In the distance fairly
laughed aloud in glee.
The tide was ebbing fast,
And the boat went drifting past;
The donkey gave a whistlo as he munched
a thistle bloom.
And he said, "It's my belief.
They will surely come to grief.
And the motion of the ocean will precipi
tate their doom."
The boat It sped along,
And so merry was their song
That the moon very soon wondered what
the noise could be;
Peeping over the horizon.
She exclaimed, "Well, that's surprising
Do those strangers know the dangers of
this shiny, briny sea?"
Then the boat gave a lurch,
The Lark wabbled on her perch;
She was handlln' her mandolin, when
overboard it went.
But the Owl said, "Now, my dear,
i will get it, never fee.r!"
And with an oar ho dashed and splashed
to reach the Instrument,
But- alaa! tho boat upset
In the watery waves so wet.
And both the quaking, shaking birds were
dumped into the deep;
The Owl was washed aground.
But tho little Lark was drowned,
Which caUHed the Owl to yowl and howl,
and moved the moon to weep.
Carolyn Wells in St. Nicholas.
An Orphan Denned.
The word "orphan" occurred In tho Sun
day school lesson. Miss Ida V. Stamps
asked if any of the little boys in the class
knew what an orphan wns. Thero was no
response. Thinking to help the little fel
lows to search out the right answer. Miss
Stamps, the teacher, s:ild:
"Why, children, I'm an orphan; now,
can't you tell me what an orphan is?"
Up went the hand of a little boy.
"All right, Johnnie," said the teacher,
"that's n good boy. Tou tell us whnt an
orphan is."
"An orphan," replied the little fellow,
without the slightest hint of a smile and
with deep earnestness "an orphan Is a
young lady what wants to get married and
can't." Llpplncott's.
Dour Saves a Uny'a I.lfe.
Harry Steffcns, 8 years old, 67 Myrtle
avenue: Brooklyn, owes his life to Prince,
his St. Bernard dog, and there is nothing
too good for the big pet today. Harry
was playing with Prince In Pearl street.
- near Myrtlo avenue. He was on roller
skates, when he suddenly slipped and fell.
He was right In front of a heavily-laden
truck, which was coming nt a rapid pace.
Prince had been frolicking along at the
boy's side, and as the lad fell almost un
der the foot of the horses the dog grabbed
him by the eillar and dragged him out of
danger.
After dragging Harry out of the path of
the truck, Prince would not allow any of
the men wh'.j witnessed the Incident to
touch him, licUng the boy's face and whin
ing until Harry Jumped to bis feet.
After seeing his young master was all
right. Prince Jumped about, barking with,
Joy, and allowed the women who had as
sembled to pet him. A physician, who was
In the crowd, examined Harry and said lie
had escaped Injury. The women would
have made Prince sick feeding him bon
bons If Harry had not decided to take him
home.
Story of thf Wood To I.
A boy was sitting near the stove watch.
Ing the fire burn. All at once he fancied,
that he heart a voice speak to him and.
he thought It was a piece of wood. The
wood said: , "Once upon a time I was a
seed that had fallen off a tree. I lay on
the ground for a week. Then some clouds
spread over the sky and it began to snow.
The snow covered roe and I lay on the
ground all winter in the warm snow. When
spring came I began to grow. I grew un
til I was 15 years old. One day a wood
cutter came along and cut me down. He
put me into a wagon and rode down to the)
wood yard. I lay in the wood yard about a -month
and then your father came and car
ried me to your house." This was aU tha
piece of wood said.
Awake and Asleep,
Creeping so swiftly all over the floor.
Now here by the window, now there by the
door.
Herself pulling up by chair and by bed.
Getting many a bump on her dear little
head;
Little sharp eyes spying every stray pin,
Little mouth open to put them all in;
Laughing and crowing with frollcsonw glee.
As merry a child as you'll nnywhere see;
Our dear little wide-awake baby.
A little warm thing cuddled down in a
heap,
Her sofe cheeks aflush with the roses of
sleep;
Little smiles hidden all safely away.
To be brought forth again at the dawn of
the day;
Little feet resting, and little hands, too.
Which is mora than by daylight they ever
can do.
Tucked In with many a kiss snd caress;
Many angels watch o'er herl May Ood ever
bless
Our dear Httlo sound asleep baby!
Babyland.
Pointed Paragraphs
Many a strong-headed man Is weak
minded. 'Age makes some men wise to their lack
of wisdom.
It Is getting the kite on a string that
makes it roar.
Spinsters look upon the engagement ring
as a promising affair.
Men love women less than they love to
have women love them.
A bachelor's idea of a fatal flirtation
is one that ends in marriage.
Many a man who thinks he Is wedded to
the truth Is a grass widower.
A man always likes his mother-in-law
among his most distant relatives.
His satanlc majesty never offers to go
Into partnership with a busy man.
It isn't necessarily a compliment to say
a man is sound. Some men are all sound.
An up-to-date Cincinnati divorce lawyer
has on his business card "Misfit marriages
a specialty."
Fifteen million clocks were made In this
country last year, yet there are men who
can't get tick at the corner grocery
Chicago News.
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