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DENMARK AND HER ISLES.
JAMES HENRY'S GRANDFATHER TELLS
HIM HOW THE UNITED STATES HAS
GAINED NEW TERRITORY.
"Well, grandfather," said James Henry. "I
awe Denmark refuses to sell her American
Islands to us. I think that's right, don you?
What's the use of the United States going Into
the real estate business?"
"It seems to me. my boy. you don't know
enough on the subject to form an opinion. Do
you think this the first real estate transaction
that Uncle Sam has undertaken?"
"I never heard of any other."
"In ISO 3 the government purchased from
Prance what was then Louisiana. We paid
$15,000,000 for a vast area of land out of which
■re finally made the States of Louisiana. Ar
kansas. Missouri, lowa. North and South Da
kota. Nebraska. Indian Territory. Oklahoma I
and parts of Minnesota, Kansas. Colorado, Wy
oming and Montana. That was a pretty big
transaction, wasn't it? And I think the govern
ment made a pretty good trade. You know the
World's Fair which will be held In St. Louis
next year was arranged as a celebration of the
one hundredth anniversary of that real estate
deal. Why. the SKpemie connected with the
! ration will be nearly as great as the price
paid for the Me farm, which contained 1,171,-
X".l square miles.
"Then in 1821 we bought Florida with Its
JiO.-'OS square miles, and in IM.", Texas came
In with 375,2:}9 square miles. But In order to
have ■ clear title to what is now Uncle Barn's
Barm we had to buy 4TvS33 square miles of land
In New Mexico and Arizona, from the Mexican
Government, in ttiSX. and to show you how
land in this country had advanced in value our
agent. General Gadsden. paid $10,000,000 for the
• Ye*, but that was all right here on our
continent, but these Danish islands are far
away from us; why should we want them?"
"If you had waited a moment, until I had told
you of the later purchases, you would not have
a*kcd that question. In ISG7 we went away
beyond our own country for new territory, and
purchased Alaska, which has about .">7o,4«tu
square miles, for $7,200,000. But that is not
all. As a result of our war with Spain 123,000
square miles of territory in the Philippines,
Porto Rico, Guam and Hawaii have been
brought under the guardianship of Uncle Sam.
So you see the purchase of the Danish West
Indies would not have been our lirst venture in
that class of property."
T.ut what do we want to do with the Danish
. "In the first place, the islands occupy a com
manding place in the Caribbean Sea. Batteries
and forts there could do much toward making
navigation difficult and hazardous. But aside
from that, they would be valuable for what they
•would consume of our goods, and for what we
could get from there in the way of natural
'Mow many Islands are there in the group?"
• There are three— St. Oroisc, St. Thomas and
St. John— having In all a population of about
thirty-three thousand. The islands are small,
ail three being only 138 squaif miles in area."
"If we want them, and Denmark wants to
getl. why have they refused to make the trade?"
" The Danes are like the child that wanted to
•at the cake and ham it, too. They promised to
■ell the three islands for $.V*ju,<K»o, and they
twed the money badly. But when th«* time rame
to settle the business they backed out. Dut th»-y
•till need the money, and I should not hr sur
prised if the question would come up again soon,
and we would get the islands after all."
What kind of people live in the Danish West
There are sonK- whites, but the great major-
TIIK NKAR 61CUTED Ci/.IU I SrJL
ity arc Mack. The of!ie.> s are filled by white and
black citizens, and there are more negroes than
white* engaged i n business. There is a little
Danish standing army there a tew hundred
men and the men \\i serve the term of three
years are usually glad t'> go back horn.-. Th.
ctfmate in some parts of the islands is fine, and
many people think that if t li»- United Stat. s be
came the owner of St. Thomas and St. Croix
there would soon be beautiful pleasure resorts
and thriving , vies on the Islands, a* well as the
sugar plantations now there."
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FEW OLTDOOR WIXTEM GAMER.
From The ISostnn <:iot>^.
A delightful bum to play in the winter holi
days, when the l«»ng urn drag within doors, is
snow fox and gees**.
A very alight snowfall will suffice for the
game, but it may be played with snow a foot
deep in a city back yard or In the Held of the
country. Th* game is prepared by the boys',
who first, with high boots, tramplv In the snow
a huge, circle, with six or eight diametric path*,
as the size of the lot may allow. After these
paths are clearly marked the fun begins. Any
number may join in the sport.
It is like the old story of "The Spider and the
Fly." One person stands in the centre of the
circle and dashes up and down the diametric
paths to seize upon the others as they fly around
the circle. The players can venture into. th.
centre if they are so daring, but if caught they
become the spider, and dash for another victim.
The one who is catching cannot walk around
the circumference, but is confined to the central
Snow baby is another funny game. A smooth
patch of snow is selected, and as many holes or
dens ai<- prepared as there are players. The
dens are made by scooping up a little snow to
forma hollow place about as big as a two quart
bowl. Bach i>er*<>n selects a den which he calls
his, and near which he stand*. A circle is
marked lightly In the snow around the group of
dens, and all take their stand within the circle,
each near his own den.
About six feet off, one person is chosen, who
losses a snowball into any one of the dens. The
person into whose den it falls picks the ball up
quickly and tries to hit some one of the party,
who all start to run as soon as a ball lands
in a den. If the one aimed at is hit he drops a
stone into his den. and becomes the one to throw
the ball into the den of some one else.
This is repeated until one of the players has
six stones in bis den, when he is declared beaten.
If at any time the one throwing the ball from
his den toward seme one fails to hit the one he
alms at, a stone Is put Into his den, and he be
comes the one to throw the ball. Unless there
is a crust on th- ground, this game cannot be
played in snow more than a foot deep.
HE PLED ion LIFE, BUT IT WAS ONLY A SLIGHT MISTAKE.
■J j.i- TAII> I. 8 L>l MMT.
BILLY AND TJIE BUTTEK.
THE RUNAWAY PONY SCATTERED THE
BUTTER BALLS ALONG THE STREET.
Billy was a beautiful bay colored pony. He
was none of your heavy, slow going farm horses
that have to be urged on their way. Not he! Like a
swift deer he cleared the ground, and horseback
Mdlng on Hilly was a delight Every one loved
nun. He was go beautiful. He would toss his fine
head and arch his neck in such a saucy way when
being harness*! that one was sure he was only
waiting impatiently to be >n on a pay canter.
One morning the weekly supply of butter was
needed and Arthur was asked to run over to the
farmhouse for it. He was just waiting his chance
to nd.> Billy, so he sai.l th. re was not tim& to
walk before school, so he guessed he'd ride Billy
Mother protested, but Arthur pleaded, and so
much time was lost that mother saw that she must
Bo without the butter or allow Arthur to ride the
Hilly looked very sweet and innocent of any mis
chievous plan as he trotted out of the yard at a
very mild pace. It was the first time Arthur had
ever been on bis back, and he sat proudly. The
only thing that made him realize that he was not
a valiant knight on a prancing charger was the
tin butter pail on his arm.
Arthur reached the farmhouse in good time, and
the empty butter pall was exchanged for one filled
with half-pound prints of delicious yellow butter.
Arthur started for home. Billy, in tine feather,
was cantering along gayly. A few rods from the
farm, near the road, stood a small blacksmith's
shop, where several nun were lounging about,
waiting for the "boss" to com, and set them to
As Arthur rode by one of the men gave a long,
low whistle, which started Billy on the round run.
Arthur was nearly thrown by Billy's sudden spring
forward, and in bis efforts to regain his seat and
control the horse the pail of butter slipped fur
ther up his arm. the cover fell off and Billy and
Arthur went prancing through th.- main street of
the village, scattering balls of golden butter be
Every one rushed to doors and windows at the
clatter of hoofs, and soon men and women, girls,
boys and babies started In a procession after the
proud knight, who was scattering gold in his path
;is I■• scampered by on his proud steed,
When Bill} dashed Into the yard, the last print
of butter Iny in be road some yards behind him,
and mother rushed out to find a dishevelled rider, a
panting horse, and all the neighbors with all their
. hiMr.n congregated in her backyard But th.it
was not the worst of it; she found an empty pall.
Arthur had to walk back to the farm for more
butter, and he had plenty of company on the way,
who thoughtfully pointed out th<» little soft yellow
heaps to him, lying tit Interval* in the road.
Hut Billy? well, he was not a bit penitent. He
only • ;!:• ■! when they led him in the stall and
tossed his head ;i -• much as to say, "That was a
fine l.irk, wasn't it?"
Alum and glue In equal part an dissolved in
water strongly saturated with salt. Both solutions
are mixed together. Dip splinter of wood into the
•ii.l every pari i saturated, Itt them dry,
ppeat the process. Wood prepared In such a
waj \\ : I not burn. To make the trick m»r»' ln'er
■ bai tbt splini n
are prepared, mix them among other unprepared
splinters after narking them In a certain way.
After burning a few splinters, pick nut one of the
prepared ones and declare that by your manic in
fluence the splinter you hold in your band will he
come Incombustible. Hand it orer to the audience,
and it is easily understood ti-at oobody v ill be ablti
to set it afire.
BABOON AND TORTOISE.
HOW EACH ANIMAL PLAYED A TRICK
UPON THE OTHER.
An English missionary, writing to "The Lon
don Standard* from Africa, tells the following
story, which he says is a favorite fable among
the natives of the Lower Zambesi:
In the time long ago a Baboon, swinging
from bough to bough in the great forest, espied
on th.< ground a Tortoise. "Good morning
friend Tortoise," said the Baboon; "for a long
time I have been wishing to make friends with
you— will you come and have dinner with me to
day?" "With pleasure," replied the Tortoise, as
his fi.shlike eyes blinked up at the great Baboon;
'1 shall be very glad to make your acquaint
ance." When the Tortoise arrived at the
Baboon's bouse, he found the food spread out
upon a bamboo platform raised some two feet
above the ground. "Just help yourself to what
ever you like," said the Baboon, who commenced
at once to eat up the good things spread before
him. But the poor little Tortoise was unable to
reach the food, as the platform was far above his
head. The greedy Baboon was not long before
he had eaten up all the food there was. Then
he turned to the Tortoise with a grin, and said.
•I nope you have enjoyed your dinner, friend
Tortoise; you do not seem to have a very large
appetite." "Thank you," replied the Tortoise,
"I am satisfied. Pray come and dine with m
to-morrow, and give me an opportunity of re
paying your kindness." The greedy Baboon,
allured with the hope of another meal, said he
would come. Soon the Tortoise took his de
parture, and on the way home revolved in his
mind a plan of revenge for the insult the
Baboon had put upon him. Now, the home of
the Tortoise was near the river, and the first
thing he did when he got to his house was to
set tire to the grass growing along the bank, so
that, when the tire had spent itself, there was a
long stretch of blackened stubble. On »he mor
1 row, when the Baboon arrived, he found a mat
spread on the ground, on which were savory
articles of food. "i am so glad to see you." said
the Tortoise; "dinner Is quite ready, as you see.
Will you just run down to the river and wash
your hands before we begin to eat?" Away
ran the Baboon, his mouth watering at the
thought of the good things he had seen. When
he had washed his hands he started back again
across the patch of burnt grass. But as he ran
along on all fours, he snort found that the burnt
grass made his hands as dirty as they were
before. "I cannot go to dinner with black hands
like these," he thought. So he returned to wash
them a second time. Then again he attempted
to cross the burnt grass, but with no better
success than before. After washing his hands
for the third time, he sat down to consider how
he. was to return to the Tortoise's house without
getting his hands black. The only way seemed
to be to follow the banks of the river until he
reached the end Of the burnt patch. This he
set out to do, and at last, tired and hungry,
reached the home of the Tortoise. When he got
there he found, to his astonishment, that th.-
Tortoise was just eating the last piece of food.
"Hullo!" exclaimed his host, "where have you
been all this time? I waited a long while for
you; but, as you did not return, 1 thought that
you must Lave been dissatisfied with the food
that you saw, and so had gone back to your own
home again. Now I nave eaten it all myself,
and have nothfhg left in the house to offer you.
I hope you will not feel any more hungry when
you get home than I did when I returned from
your homo yesterday." Then the Baboon went
off, much annoyed that the tables had been so
cleverly tunned on himself.
~~TRdOT~WELL OFF IN GLASS.
A little boy rtood in front of the brook trout ex
hibit at the Aquarium recently, peering intently at
the speckled Beauties. He turned to the fish expert
ho stood near him and said, "It stems a pity to
keep the beautiful fish in these tanks. They would
have BO much more fun iii a brook."
"They are mWh safer here." said the wise man;
"especially these brook trout. I>o you know that
not more than one in every thousand of the brook
trout created lives to i"- more than a mere baby?
Why, the littla trout no sooner takes his first peep
out from th© gravel where he has been gaining
Strength for the battle of life than ail sorts ..!
monsters attach him. Progs, weasels, chubs, lizards,
water snakes, tterrings and minnows go for the
little fellow, and* when he has escaped these he has
the larger trout to fight or run away from. To
escape all these be has to remain in shallow water
near the banks for a long time, and whin the little
beauty has learned all the tricks to save his life
and has become the one in a thousand to escape the
baby dangers the fisherman comes along ami
tempts him with a fly and gets him. Now, isn't the
trout in the glass case better off?"
The boy thought he was.
THE MILK WAS TOO BLUE.
From Current Literature.
A certain wise youngster of my acquaintance
was presented on his seventh birthday with it boun
tiful blue glass goblet, whereupon said goblet
straightway became the Indispensable meal com
panion of said youngster. One evening when
George had received his usual allowance of milk
in the blue goblet his mother became aware that
ho was gazing In deeply contemplative fashion at
the contents of the glass. What he saw can best
tin imagined, for he raised his eyes suddenly am!
"Why, mother, this cow couldn't have been ripe!"