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WINNIE'S NINTK BI&THDAY ANNIVERSARY.
X? y. X u r a M. Cobb.
FJorts Twar One To Pilake A Pancake.
By Anna Branch,
to get the pan, a neighbor had
IHE farmer's wife said she was going to make a
"Ho!" said the flour. "She can't make it
without 'me. I mix it."
The m:!k said, "She can't make it without
mf. I wet it.
The pan said, "She can't make it without me. I
The fire said "She can't make it without tne. I
When the woman went to get the flour, the mice had
eaten it all up.
When she went to get the milk, the little boy had
When she went
When she went to make the "fire, the wood was wet
and would n't burn.
"Dear, dear!" said the woman. "How sh ill I make
. my pancake!"
Then she walked three miles and borrowed flour of her
Then she went and milked the cow.
Then she ran over to the neighbor's and brought back
Then she went and chopped wood and made up the
"Ahl" said the farmer's wife. "It takes more than
one to make a pancake!"
A Dear But A Queer Little Boy..
By Malcolm Douglas, . 4
His mother often says he's "the apple of her eye";
But how so? I could n't tell you how.
You might as well suppose he's the cherry of her nose.
Or else the watermelon of her brow.
And she speaks of him oft as "the salt of the earth;"
But why so? I could n't tell you why;
For he just as well might be the pepper of the sea,
Or the vinegar and mustard of the sky.
While "his little hearf," she '11 tell you, "is in the right
If it really is, I 'm sure it is n't quite
Where a heart should belong: if on his right it is wrong.
But if oa his left it is right!
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By Grace Stone Held,
"Well have a coronation," said tister Dorothy,
"We'll have a coronation, here la the nursery."
They set .King Richard on the throne
King Richard, aged three,
They crowned him with a candle shads
Of silver filigree. . .
A scepter in his dimpled hand and royal robes had he,
And all his courtiers drew near, a goodlie companie.
So for a space he sat in state
And ruled rtht royal! ie
Until his queenlie mother cams
His kingdom for to see.
Then from his throne descended
King Richard, aged three,
And laid his crown and scepter down
To sit oa mother's knee !
By C. F. L,
VA like to be a pirate,
And here's the reason whyj-
My Uncle Biily told me
That pirates live on PIE!
The Merry Prince.
'. By Lucy Foster,
JThe gay Prince Popinjay Peacock-Feather
i Would play on his lute for hours together;
i And leatnery-wearnery ancmoons
He'd warble hilarious, various tunes.
He'd airily, merrily roam the street, .
And sing to all he might chance to meet;
And if any were grumpy or gloomy or glum,
.j 'Along the Prince Peacock-Feather would come,
5; .And sing them an affable, laughable lay,
1 Until they were gleeful and glad, and gay,
? They'd forget' their bothers, and pothers, and wrongs,
: When they listened to Popinjay's popular, songs.
; So lefs be light-hearted, every one,
"'. Like thfe-frcrfUksome, roihcksttmc.Pnacc of Fanl
HE had never had a birthday celebration be
. fore, without Mamma to kiss her in the
morning, and wish her many I.appy- returns,
and to make the day bright and pleasant for
her ; and she did rot know how she could
have a happy day without her. So when her'
cousin Edith peeked in her .door on that ,
bright August morning of her nir.th birthday, ar.d
shouted "Happy Birthday," : Winnie Burton suddenly
awoke feeling very sober.
A telegram had come the day before, and Mamma
had gone away in great haste to see her father, who
was Winnie's Grandpa Lee, wno was very ill ; and had
taken baby sister Ruth, with her. Papa and Winnie
and brother Ted. had come to Grandma Burton's house
to stay while Mamma was away.
Tears were very near her eyes, when her Aunt May
leaned over her, and gave her nine kisses and one to
grow on, and put something in her hand, all so quickly,.
real one, only smaller, met her eye. She wheeled it
over to the back porch where she had laid the dolL
Tied to the wheel she saw a slip of paper. This one
"At twelve o'clock j-ou may be able
To find me at the dining-room table."
When Papa and Grandpa came home to lunch, they
were told the story of the morning, and saw all the
gifts and little notes. On Winnie's plate lay a small
package which held a pretty tie. and this note besides:
"At one be at the kitchen door.
If of fun you want some more."
This time she was ahead of the clock and she saw
Anni May put a bowl of soap suds and two new
bubble pipes on the steps at the kitchen door, and
she ran up to her, and they began to blow bubbles as
the big clock struck.
Grandma and Kate, the cook, came out to watch
them, and all enjoyed looking at the pretty bubbles
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By Mary A. Gillette. '
She is, not blind, 6he is not deaf,
She's straight, and strong, and pretty,
We. think her so; we know her mind
Is clear, and quick, and witty.
And Lucy is a pleasant child;
Her grandmama says of her,
"In warp or woof you'll not a trace
v Of selfishness discover.",
. Of gifts and graces Lucy has
A goodly, share conceded,
,Yet something is amiss; her friends
AH see how much 'tis nteded.
Grandpa allows she's true and good,
And owns he loves her dearly;
And were it not for this defect
He'd think her. perfect, nearly.
With face or form, with head or heart.
There isn't much the matter:
But Lucy's ever busy tongue
Will chatter, chatter, chatter.
Her brother Bert, this very day, . ,
With a boy's bluntr.ess told her,
"My'httle sis,' the thing you laclc.
Is just a good tongue-holder."
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"IN THE HAMMOCK LAV HER BROTHER "TED."
that the tears did not have time to fall. She sat up in
bed to see what she had given her, and found it was
a pretty little leather purse, with a bright shining
dime in it. ,
As soon as Aunt May had left the room! she began
to dress, and in each shoe found another dime,
which she put in her new purse, too. When she poured
water into the washbowl, she found another silver
dime in the bowl, and when she brushed her teeth,
there was another in the mug, and the soap dish held
another, and one dropped out of the hair brush as she
raised it to brush out the tangles in her hair.
Downstairs, she found Grandma and Grandpa Bur
ton, Aunt May, and Papa to greet her with smiling
faces and good wishes, and Papa squeezed her hand
tight as he sat down by her, and she began to feel
comforted somehow. .
Another silver dime dropped out of her napkin,
and one was in the spoon, when she began to eat her
oatmeal, and when she counted them all, she found she
had rine silver dimes.
When Papa kissed her "Good-bye," and told her to
be a good girl, he handed Winnie a box of candy.
Aunt May was a very pretty young lady, and Winnie
was very fond of her, so she ran to find her, to show
her her box of candy, and share it with her.
When they opened the box together, Winnie was
greatly surprised to find on top of the candy, a lfttle
note which said:;
"At nine o'clock, if you are wise,
You will look where the parlor hearth-rug lies.
Winnie patiently watched the big clock on the stairs
and when it chimed, nine, she ran quickly into the
parlor, ' and lifted up the rug.' There was"' a long
pasteboard box under it, which held a set of - tiny
embroidered handkerchiefs, each bearing ' her initial
in the corner, and a little note which read thus
.. "At ten o'clock you may see
A gift rear the cherry tree."
Winnie was so delighted with this dainty present,
that she only remembered the note when .the. clock
beg3n to strike. She ran out to the.big cherry tree; in
the front yard,-and under "it on the green grass lay a
fine doll, dressed completely from head to foot. Tied
to the waist of the doll was another little note, which
said: ... .. .
"When eleven strokes you hear, ' ' : -Go
on the back porch, Winnie" dear.? ' " .
Although Winnie enjoyed examining . her- doll, .. she
had not time just then to really play with it. .She.
was prompt at obeying the command," "and ready to
start for the-bacK porcn ar tne nrst - stroice 01 ine
A blue doll carriage, : for all the! : world like 'a as if Mammahad
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floating so gracefully in the air, with bright colors
playing on their shining sides.
Presently Winnie saw that a little note lay by. the
side of the bowl which said :
"At the top of the stairs I'll wait for you,
.When the big clock strikes the hour of two."
She was having such a good time blowing bubbles
that the clock -struck before she thought again of the
note. When she ran up the stairs she saw on the
step a shining top and string. It spun so easily, and
hummed so prettily that at first Winnie did not see- that
a note also lay on the top step, which said :
"On the kitchen table you will see
Something nice as the clock strikes three."
Aunt May came to see the new top spin, and went
with her to the kitchen at three o'clock, where . she
found a plate of fine cookies. They were just in time
to keep her from getting hungry, and she, brother Ted,
Ruth and Aunt May ate every one. Under the last one
she "found a note, which said:
"At four straight to the hammock go,
You'll miss it if you are too slow."
The moment the clock struck, off ran Winnie to the
garden. ..In the hammock lay her brother Ted who
looked up as she approached, pretending he had just .
wakened up and knew oothing about tht present. She
found it, however, in a moment, carefully hidden' under '
a magazine which Ted had been reading.
It was .a lovely picture book, so tumbling her brother .
out she climbed up into the hammock, and looked
through the book with the greatest delight. Between'
the pages, she came across another little rhyme which
"Be neat and clean at the hour of five, -For.
the last treat is to be a drive."
So after a ' while, Wur.t ' May crime out to her and
they took all the gifts and notes and laid them on the
table' in the hall, to show to Papa, and to be ready also
for Mamma when she should come home. Then Aunt
May and she drove to the office for Grandpa and
. Papal . . . ' . . !
As -soon as Papa saw! Winr.ie, he said: "Mamma
telegraphed me that Gr jjidpa Lee is better, and she
-will be -home' to-morr0"
' After supper Winni f told Papa and Grandpa . all
about the surprises anr'the good times of the day. and
the longed for , the xt day to come, so that she ,
might see Mamma rJld show her treasures, and tell
her how; she had sp?flt the day; and as she went off
to bed she said to Jnrt May. "This was a glorious
birthday after all. inhad nine surprises and -nine silver
dimes.-and T think baa next to as good a birthday
THE CENTURY COaZPoOTC-
A BLESSING II! DISGIH.
By Sara Ware Bassett.
. "Cessons certainly are frightful things," said Made
line Maynard as she threw down her "Catsar's Com
mentaries" after an afternoon oi study. "I do believe
if Csrsar had lived now and had tried to learn English,
he wouldn't have liked it any better than I like to learn
The bang of the front door arrested her.
"Why, ifs Tom! Hello, Tom!" she cried. "I'm up
here!" J ; . .
Up the 'broad staircase came "Brother Tom," two
steps at a time, and Madeline sprang to meet him and
' dragged him into her cozy study. -
"How came you up from Harvard to-day," she asked,
"cutting lectures ?" . ;
"No," replied Tom, ruffling up her neatly smoothed
hair with the brotherly instinct to tease, and returning
her greeting a bit uneasily, "I just had the chance, and
so I came home for dinner."
"Tom !" cried Madeline, "there is something the mat
ter. What is it?"
"Oh, no, there isn't that is, not much; I-simply
wanted to see Dad." Tom averted his eyes and looked
out of the window in nervous embarrassment.
"Now, Tom, see here." said Madeline firmly, "there
is something the matter ; I know it perfectly well. You
have gone and over-spent your allowance I know you
have and you are going to ask Father for more money.
I'd be ashamed to," she went on with blazing eyes ;
"here it is, your second year in college and you've
never pretended to keep inside the big allowance which
Father gives you.""
, Tom walked away impatiently.
"Is Father ashamed of me?" he asked, turning on her
In startled awe.
"He is .disappointed, Tom," said Madeline more gen
tly. ' "Besides that, I do not think he is well ; he has
been awfully quiet lately," he does not eat, and he and
Mother talk a lot together. I think she's worried, but
I can't get her to admit it."
Tom grew thoughtful and Madeline continued : "For
several flights they have stayed downstairs talking until
twelve o'clock, and one night. I . went in to speak to
Mother and found her crying. Maybe it isn't anything,
but I think something is bothering them."
Tom listened intently to-his little-sister; although
five years younger, Madeline was still his playfellow,
and a pretty sound adviser when he needed her opinion.
At this moment the maid announced dinner and the
young people joined their parents in the dining-room.
"Well, Tom, my boy. this is a surprise !" said his
father cheerily," as the boy and girl entered the room.
"How came you home?"
. "I just dropped up if it is possible to perform such
a feat," laughed Tom, not, however, quite naturally.
"I'm glad you came," resumed his father, somewhat
sadly, "for I want to talk with both you and Madeline
Later, when they all were in the library, Mr. Maynard
"1 want to tell you children something; it is not
pleasant news, but I want you both to know and help
your mother and me. Of Late I have had a great deal
of "worry about my business ; some of my investments
have turned out badly and carried away most of our
money. I have saved enough to keep an inexpensive
roof over our heads, but that is about all. There is no
shadow of disgrace in it," he went on proudly; "but it
is' a Very jgteat misfortune. I am deeply sorry for your
mother and you children I do rot care for myself."
Mrs. Maynard crept closer to her husband and took .
his hand fondly in hers :
"You know, Henry, that I do not mind anything so
long as we are all together and we are well."
"Father, dear, I'm so sorry for you," cried Madeline,
"but I am sure it will all come out right. We all love
each other so much that we can be happy anywhere.
.Shall w move away-from here?"-
"Yes, my dear," replied ber father. "We can't afford
this big place-and the necessary servants. Your mother
and I' think it best to go "up into Vermont where the
old Maynard farm is. Living is cheap there, and we
have the house; the doctor thinks I had better rest a
little while. Later on we will see what we can do."
"Go to Vermont to live !" cried the boy and the girl
in a breath.
"After ah, children," broke in Mrs. Maynard, "there
are lots of nice things to do there in the winter; there
is snow-shoeing, skating, and sleighing. I think it will
not be unbearable."- '
"No place is unbearable if it is best," cried Madeline,
bravely. . "What do you say, Tom ?"
"Tom isn't going,p answered his father.- "I hare man
aged to save enough out of the wreck so that Tom can
finish college and make his mark. I can't have him
cheated out of that" .
- Tom colored and 'took his father's hand. "I don't
dessrve it. Father,1 he said huskily, "I am not worth
your . making- any- sacrifice for ; I am going with you
to help you if I can." "
. "Good. 1 Tom! That is spoken like the man I know .
you are;. but your father has set his heart on your
finishing your college course and he want you to do
so. too. It will be money wasted to stop with it half -done,"
. aid. Mrs. Maynard, derisively. - . . : .
'I should be disappointed, my boy," said bis father.
"It was one of my hrst thoughts, and the money for
your expenses and tuition is already laid aside; it won't
be much of an allowance, but you will make it do, I
Tom was sick at heart He thought of the biin h
had run up at college for pleasures and luxuries, the
money his father would advance for both tuition and
living would by no means cover them. Madeline was
right in surmising that he had come home for more
money. His father had never refused to give him what
he asked, and the possibility of there being no money
to give him had not once crossed his mind. In the face
of the present conditions, Tom was far too proud and
too ashamed to mention his troubles, and he returned
to cqllege late that night determined to find a way out
The preparations for moving went steadily forward
in the Maynard household. It was hard for Madeline
to give up her school and all the girl friends she had I
made there, but they agreed to write to her, and Mrs.'
Maynard promised that after the family was settled,
some of them should come for a visit Madeline was
too sensible a girl to mourn about what could not be
helped, and she loved her parents too deeply not to
wish to help them all she could. So she was cheerful
and helpful through a!l the packing, and when they,
drove up to the tiny Vermont farmhouse on a clear fall
day a few weeks later, she exclaimed cheerily:
"Mother, dear, see the sunset ; what a glorious sky
isn't it beautiful! We never saw so much sky in Bos
ton. I am sure wc are going to love it here,' and Mr..
Maynard bent and kissed the cheek of the courageous
littie daughter who was letting the sunset turn rosy
all the family difficulties.
It was Madeline who proved the life of the house,
'ho helped place the furniture, dust, and make the beds,
and who went singing about the rooms from morning
to night. It was she who took long walks with her
father, and returned with her arms full of glorious!
autumn leaves whose brilliant coloring brightened tlv
When everything was settled, the wee dwelling was
surprisingly homelike. The familiar furniture seemed
to have been in its new surroundings for years, and the
'rooms were cheery with fresh muslin curtains and open)
fires. Many of the wallpapers were shabby, and the
one in her father's and mother's room was worst of a!L '
"Oh, mother dear, how I wish you could have a new I
'paper in your room!" cried Madeline one day, as she1
sat helping her mother do some of Tom's mending.
"There are lots of things tm be done before that,"'
laughed her mother; "perhaps a little later we can af-i
ford it. I want the rest of the house pretty for you
and Tom, and I really do not mind very much."
I But Madeline knew her mother did mind, for no one
in the family loved fresh, dainty surroundings more
than Mrs. Maynard.
"If I had any money," said Madeline to herself one
day when alone in her room, "I'd have new paper in
that room." - "
She thought of it often, and at last she hit upon a
plan. While at school she had taken a good many
drawing lessons, and she had often drawn and painted
paper-dolls for younger children of her acquaintance.
"What if I could paint some paper-dolls and sell
them!" she exclaimed aloud.
She flew to her desk and, seizing a paper, pencil and
water-colors, worked patiently all day. By night, four
dolls, with the daintiest of gowns, smiled at her from
the four sheets of paper. Madeline mailed them right
away to one of the stationers whom the knew in Bos
ton, and sent a tiny note saying that if he could sell
them, she would like to make some more. She kept her
secret to herself; she could hardly wait for the mail
to come each day. After four days' waiting she began
to be discouraged, but on the fifth day came a letter
from Boston and she flew to her room to read it. She
tore open the envelope and laid the letter on the bed:
Boston, Mass., November 4.
My Dear Miss Maynahp: We have sold for two
dollars a set the paper-dolls which you sent us, and we
are mailing you a check for them. We can sell as many
more as you care to send.
Trusting to hear from you gain, we remain.
Ebowh & Swtft.
Madeline fairly gapped she had never dreamed of
earning money so easily! You may be sure she set to
work right away, and she was the happiest girl in the
"Madeline is the busiest one in the whole family,
said Mr. Maynard, pinching her cheek playfully. "What
are you doing. Daughter?"
"Youll know some time, Father," replied the girl
A few weeks later Mr. and Mrs. Maynard were
forced to go to Boston to attend to important business
and it was then that Madeline had her opportunity.
The moment the carriage disappeared down the drive,
Madeline turned, and grasping Nora, the old mammy
who Jived with them, by the arm, and almost pulling her
through the hall, she cried :
"Nora, Nora, we are going to hare such fun The
men are coming this afternoon to paper mother's and
father's room, 'and we are going to make it the pret
tiest room in the house! It ;s all right I have earned
the monev myself and it is to be Father's birthday
present.- I have ordered the loveliest paper with deli
cate blue flowers like the room at home, and you and
I are goins: to cover the coi'h and pillows with blue
chintz I have it upstair. Yes. we ran do it: you
come right upstair, and well bepi" this 'ery minute."
A few dav and the rrvom ws inrWH tr"formed.
No one wonM hav ''reamed it to be th habby place
of a week bef'. Th pin" w -ry dainty, and the
freh chirty. xeitVi ,'t irarrri rf flower, made it gay
.and cheerful. Madc'in- nered ront in delight.
' "It is ?rrp'" weet. Nor. perferMv adorable, and I
can Vvlfv wait frf t o pe .Mck and see it. and
wr"'t the.- be surririeff e erie.
Tom. "-ho to frer.d hi varat'i at borne, arrived
hat -ihf "r ?fe 3 -fm'. M','';-e." he nid
bearflv. whn he the room. ' "They will both
Ke s.-V'en' to H"-- -u- tl-.v -e if. I have a nreert
for father, too: hut I m not going to tell you about it
The nht b-- f--.H hidav. the 'ther
snd mother retrmrd In the Veenr.rt hom. and Made
line rotiM We v"r --i !"r. .cie d Tom
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.Mr. Mavnjr-I go Vi" rw : w?h heating heart,
tl-ev hf'r' t fTCi.:ni of y "d deliarht.
Tt wa rrh fnn to te" tv--i how '! hapoened. and
then was such a lavghing. nnd kiirg. and almost
a crving ! ' .-
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pitched in an1 worked wih "m eve-!-g. , J Ytivt
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far rather h-re a brave. t'nelsh bey srd girl n
the money in the country!': - ' Yiin ,n