CONTENTS


[ CHRISTMAS DAY. ]

[ THE ONLY WOMAN IN THE TOWN. ]

[ THE CONQUEST OF FAIRYLAND. ]

[ KENTUCKY BELLE. ]

[ PROPHECIES. ]

[ WHY HE WAS WHIPPED. ]

[ "APPLES FINKEY"—THE WATER-BOY. ]

[ THE SOLDIER'S REPRIEVE. ]

[ LITTLE BROWN THRUSHES. ]

[ THE STORY OF THE EMPTY SLEEVE. ]

[ FACING THE WORLD. ]

[ ROBERT OF LINCOLN. ]

[ "DIXIE" AND "YANKEE DOODLE." ]

[ THE BAREFOOT BOY. ]

[ BABOUSCKA. ]

[ DAISIES. ]

[ DRIVING HOME THE COWS. ]

[ THE BABY'S KISS. ]

[ THE LOST DIAMOND SNUFF BOX. ]

[ THE AMERICAN FLAG. ]

[ AUNT POLLY SHEDD'S BRIGADE. ]

[ CORINNE'S MUSICALE. ]

[ BARBARA FRIETCHIE. ]

[ SHERIDAN'S RIDE. ]

[ THE CHILDREN'S HOUR ]

[ CARYL'S PLUM. ]

[ OUR TWO OPINIONS. ]


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CHRISTMAS DAY.

The Christmas chimes are pealing high
Beneath the solemn Christmas sky,
And blowing winds their notes prolong
Like echoes from an angel's song;
Good will and peace, peace and good will
Ring out the carols glad and gay,
Telling the heavenly message still
That Christ the Child was born to-day.
In lowly hut and palace hall
Peasant and king keep festival,
And childhood wears a fairer guise,
And tenderer shine all mother-eyes;
The aged man forgets his years,
The mirthful heart is doubly gay,
The sad are cheated of their tears,
For Christ the Lord was born to-day.
SUSAN COOLIDGE.

They sat on the curbing
In a crowded row—
Two little maids
And one little beau,—
Watching to see
The big Elephant go
By in the street parade;
But when it came past,
Of maids there were none,
For down a by-street
They cowardly run,
While one little beau
Made all manner of fun—
Of the Elephant he wasn't afraid.

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THE ONLY WOMAN IN THE TOWN.

One hundred years' and one ago, in Boston, at ten of the clock one April night, a church steeple had been climbed and a lantern hung out.