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I HAD been spending several days in a fisher- the edge of a knife. As a rule, the sea thumps with man's cot on the western part of the Newfound- the noise of thunder along the base of the cliffs land coast, waiting with a comrade for the blustery about this coast, for some time after a storm has weather to pass, that I might get some sea- blown over; but, on that morning, to our surprise duck. At last the storm abated, and we started only the faintest surf-crying, plaintive, sweet, and away before the dawn for the morning's shooting. almost as musical as the breathings of an Æolian There was only a light wind, but it was as keen as harp, came up from the shore. It was perilous

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traveling along those giddy steeps and down the better sport,”—and while he was yet speaking, the sides of yawning gorges, when there was no light monster rose again. I saw his round, dusk-green save from a few faint stars in the gloomy sky. eyes, the barnacles on his side like those excresBut the instinct of my guides was unerring and cences that are found growing on the bottom of a their feet were sure.

very old ship, and I observed the greasy, smutIn the chill gray of the dawn, we stood upon the gray of his skin. He again spouted spray and top of a steep, under which we were to spend again launched himself under the cold waters. the morning in shooting. Here we had a view of Our guide gazed at the spot where the creature the sea for many miles. And now we discovered had gone down, then upon the small space of why it was that there was no noise of breakers, clear water and then upon the advancing ice. His only the faint surf-crying along the coast. As far excitement was so great that he could not speak. as our eyes could see, there was only a body of But we then took in the situation. The whale ocean ice, a leaden-gray in the dim light. This was a prisoner. He had come from the blustery was studded with ice-inountains, fantastic-shaped, seas, where small fishes were hard to find, while and of a ghastly white upon the side turned toward the ice was yet a score of leagues from lard, and the dawn. These giant bergs, with this mighty had staid too long at his feasting. world of ice about their feet, had come many a Still the resistless floe pushed in ; the little lake league. They had been fashioned in all those won- left to the hapless whale grew smaller and smaller. drous shapes -- like the castles of warriors and the Now a whale is an animal with warm blood, lairs of goblins — in the frosty workshops of the though it lives in the sea, and it has to come north, not far from the Pole, and had been made the to the surface every few minutes to breathe. For sport of great ocean currents that sometimes set this poor beast to try to swim out of his prison by stronger south than north, until now they found plunging under the Aloe would therefore be to themselves near a land of towering, cheerless cliffs, meet his death, as the ice, being ocean-made, was treeless plains, and windy mountain-tops.

very thick and deep and held together by tremenImpelled by a strong current and favoring gales, dous pressure. this tremendous body of ice had perhaps a month At regular intervals he continued to rise, but before begun its southern march, and it was now at each rising he saw that the space was growing pressing in upon the land with the force of a thou- smaller. Slowly still the great white mass of ice sand armadas. It drove before it in millions, the crept in with noiseless tread but as resistless as numerous species of sea-fowls that dive for shell- ten thousand armies. Terror had now fairly fish, huddling them in thousands, so our guide seized the huge prisoner, and instead of diving assured us, into every little lakelet that might re- regularly he began to flounder about wildly and main unfilled by ice around the rocky and rugged aimlessly. Then he beat the water with his tail shores.

and buried himself once again. When he As well as we were able to judge through the sank, we could a huge greenish mass faint light, the ice seemed to be about half a mile descend into the deep water, and it moved several off land, and as the in-breeze had freshened, we times sheer over against the rock on which we sat. knew that it would soon be close to the shore. We The struggle could not last much longer. There then descended a very perilous cliff-path to a little was soon left little more than space enough for “ tilt,” or hut that stood upon the rocks below, him to rise and dive again. In a few seconds he having been built for the sportsmen in the winter rose and seemed to look at the towering cliffs weather. To our astonishment, not a bird was above him; then, rearing himself high, he turned to be seen in the clear water before the hut. seaward and, with a tremendous lunge, disap

While we looked, wondering what could be the peared under the ice. Each one of the spectators cause of this, an enormous beast, the largest liv- held his breath. About a stone's-throw out there ing creature that I had ever seen, rose out of the was a perceptible movement of two or three of sea, almost against the rock upon which we were the ice-cakes; then a stillness; then another simposted. He remained above water only a moment, ilar motion, and then – all was over. We sat, not and then, spouting a column of spray about ten feet one speaking, for several minutes, but there was into the air, he plunged under again, raising his the same solemn stillness out on the great ice-floe. enormous tail high out of the water as he went Farther down the coast the sea-fowls whistled a down. The spray fell upon my dog that lay a sad dirge; the ice still pressed noiselessly up little distance from me, and he shivered and toward our feet; -- the struggles of the brave whined. One of the guides grasped my arm. monster were over !

“A whale !” he said; “by all that 's lovely it 's All that day the wind blew in upon the land, a whale. No ducks for us to-day, but we 'll have but the next night there came a calm, and then

see

a gentle breeze blew off shore. With the early the Cove, where the inhabitants, armed with dawn a number of punts and skiffs, owned by instruments like an Irish spade, but keen as a the people in the Cove, were put out and rowed knife, jumped into the freezing surf, mounted the down the coast to where the whale had been dead animal, and cut the blubber off as you have drowned. The ice had moved off and, floating seen a gardener cut sods. The whale was one of "long and large,” they soon found the beast be- the kind known to naturalists as Balænoptera, and tween the land and the rim of the ice.

its yield of oil and bone, I afterward was told, There was great jubilation, of course, at the amounted to the value of about three thousand discovery, and the monster was towed down to dollars.

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JOHNNY

PICKLEFRITZ Little Johnny Pcklefritz * fore his dresses all to bits. Vwhen his nurse began to scalds

Johnny ran out in the cold. Vabyen she caught and brought him in & Johnny stuck her with a pin

Then his mother came and she e laid the boy across her f(nee,
Toolt a little switch, and X
Though it hurts she thinks that it's a good for Johnny Pelklefritz .

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A RAINY DAY.

BY SYDNEY DAYRE.

Now just take a peep at the window and see —

Oh, dear, if I knew
Oh, dear me !

Of something to do !
How cloudy and dark, and how dreary and gray! The world looks as if it were having a cry.
What a day!

So am I.
The rain seems to frown
As it comes pouring down:

If only the sunshine would smile out again ; And the wet, muddy earth looks as cross as the

And the rain, sky.

And the dark, gloomy clouds, and the mist,

and the gray So do 1.

Go away,

How could I expect to be happy and gay,

Such a day?
When things are as dull and as still as a mouse

In the house.

Why, then you would see

How merry I'd be !
If only the sun and the weather would try,

So would I.

HISTORIC GIRLS.

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By E. S. BROOKS.

V. WOO OF HWANG- remarkable banks of brownish-yellow loam, found

HO: THE GIRL OF largely in northern and western China and rising
THE YELLOW RIVER. sometimes to a height of a thousand feet. Their pe-

culiar yellow tinge makes everything look“hwang"
[ Afterward the Great
Empress Woo of China.] or yellow,—and hence yellow is a favorite color
A. D. 635.

among the Chinese. So, for instance, the Em

peror is “Hwang-ti” +- the “Lord of the Yellow THOMAS the Nes- Land”; the Imperial throne is the “Hwang-wei” torian had been in or "yellow throne" of China; the great river, formany lands and in merly spelled in your school geographies Hoangthe midst of many ho, is “Hwang-ho," the "yellow river," etc. dangers, but he had These “hwang” cliffs or dirt-cliffs are full of never before found caves and crevices, but the good priest could see himself in quite so no convenient cave and he had therefore no alterunpleasant a position native but to boldly face his fate, and like a brave as now. Six ugly Tar- man, calmly meet what he could not avoid. tar horsemen with But, just as he had singled out, as his probable very uncomfortable- captor, one peculiarly unattractive-looking horselooking spears and man, whose crimson sheepskin coat and long appalling shouts, and horsetail plume were streaming in the wind, and mounted their just as he had braced himself to meet the onset swift Kirghiz ponies, against the great “loess,” or dirt-cliff, he felt a

were charg- twitch at his black upper robe, and a low voice — ing down up- a girl's, he was confident,- said quickly:

on him, while “Look not before nor behind thee, good O-loneither the rushing Yellow River on the right hand, pun, but trust to my word and give a backward nor the steep dirt-cliffs on the left, could offer him leap.” shelter or means of escape. These dirt-cliffs, or Thomas, the Nestorian, had learned two val“ loess,” to give them their scientific name, are uable lessons in his much wandering about the

Copyright, 1884, by E. S. Brooks. All rights reserved. See page 474.

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never to appear surprised, and always At once he recognized the child. She was Woo to be ready to act quickly. So, knowing nothing (the “high-spirited” or “ dauntless one"), the of the possible results of his action, but feeling that bright young girl whom he had often noticed in it could scarcely be worse than death from Tartar the throng at his mission-house in Tùng Chow,spears, he leaped back, as bidden.

the little city by the Yellow River, where her father, The next instant, he found himself fat upon his the bannerman, held guard at the Dragon Gate. back in one of the low-ceiled cliff caves that abound He was about to call out to the girl to save herin western China, while the screen of vines that had self, when, with a sudden swoop, the Tartar whom

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concealed its entrance still quivered from his fall. he had braced himself to resist, bent in his saddle Picking himself up and breathing a prayer of and made a dash for the child. But agile little thanks for his deliverance, he peered through the Woo was quicker than the Tartar horseman. leafy doorway and beheld in surprise six much as- With a nimble turn and a sudden spring, she tonished Tartar robbers regarding witủ looks of dodged the Tartar's hand, darted under his pony's puzzled wonder a defiant little Chinese girl, who legs, and with a shrill laugh of derision, sprang had evidently darted out of the cave as he had up the sharp incline, and disappeared in one of tumbled in. She was facing the enemy as boldly the many cliff caves before the now doubly-baffled as had be, and her little almond eyes fairly danced horsemen could see what had become of her. with mischievous delight at their perplexity.

With a grunt of discomfiture and disgust, the

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