In conclusion, I would say that if one has his wits about him, manages the main-sheet properly, reefs before the storm, and attends to the rudder, so as to maintain steerage-way, there is no pastime more harmless, fascinating, and agreeable than boat-sailing.
"SPRING."—From a Painting by W. Bouguereau.
[A TRUE STORK STORY.]
BY MRS. MARGARET B. PEEKE.
"Did He give us the beautiful stork above,
On the chimney-top, with its large round nest?"
—Gottleib.
"No, not the stork; by God in heaven,
As a blessing, the dear white stork was given."
—Longfellow.
"No house so blessed as that whereon the white stork has built its nest," says the voice of the people who live in Holland, Germany, and the regions of the Northland; "and nothing else brings the benediction of peace and domestic joy that the dear white stork does, for it sheds over the household something of its own spirit."