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CONTENTS OF PART I., VOLUME XIII.

ADVENTURE OF A MOUSE, THE. (Illustrated by H. Pyle and A. Brennan)...Howard Pyle..
"A GAY LITTLE FELLOW." Jingle. (Illustrated and engrossed by G. R. Halm) E. E. Sterns.
ALL ABOARD For To-morrow MORNING! Picture, drawn by Culmer Barnes..
AMONG THE LAW-MAKERS. (Illustrated by W. A. Rogers).....

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Sara M. Chatfield.
.George J. Manson.
.Frank R. Stockton..

. Clara Erskine Clement.
..Charles Ledyard Norton.

BALLAD OF JOHNNY PICKLEFRITZ, THE. Jingle. (Illustrated by R. B. Birch) Q. W..

BARTY'S TURKEY. (Illustrated by Albert E. Sterner)...
BENEVOLENT BOY! Jingle. (Illustrated by R. B. Birch).
BEN'S SISTER. (Illustrated by G. F. Barnes)

BIG HANS AND LITTLE HANS. (Illustrated by W. A. Rogers)
"BLACK STONES A-BLAZING." Jingle. (Illustrated by G. R. Halm)..

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BOLD HIGHWAYMAN, THE. Jingle. (Illustrated by A. Dunham Wheeler)

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DIFFICULT PROBLEM, A. Picture, drawn by O. Herford..

DOG STORIES, ST. NICHOLAS. (Illustrated)

ELECTRICAL ENGINEER, AN. (Illustrated by W. H. Drake).

ENOUGH FOR Two. Picture, drawn by J. C. Beard...

EPHESUS, Two MIDDIES AT. (Illustrated by W. H. Overend and E. J.

Meeker)...

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Uncle and Aunt. (Illustrated by Jessie Curtis Shepherd).

GEORGE WASHINGTON. (Illustrated by Henry Sandham, W. II. Drake,
H. A. Ogden, and others)....

GIANT TURTLES. (Illustrated by J. C. Beard)

GIRL WHO LOST HIER POCKET, THE. (Illustrated by A. E. Sterner)
GOING! GOING! GONE! (Illustrated)

GRANDFATHER'S VALENTINE. Poem

GREAT IMPROVEMENT, A. Verses..

GREAT ROME AGAIN. (Illustrated by Joseph R. Pennell).

GREAT SNOWBALL FIGHT, THE. (Illustrated by George Inness, Jr.).
HALLOWEEN. Picture, drawn by Albert E. Sterner

HEADS WE WIN,-TAILS YOU LOSE. Picture, drawn by Culmer Barnes..
HISTORIC GIRLS: Woo or IIWANG-HO. (Illustrated by A. Brennan).
HOLIDAY PARTY, OUR ....

HOME-MADE CHRISTMAS GIFTS. (Illustrated by the Author)
How FISHES CLIMB HILL. (Illustrated by J. M. Nugent).
ICICLE, THE. Verses. (Illustrated by W. II. Goater).
IMPRISONED WHALE, AN.
JINGLES...

(Illustrated by J. M. Nugent).

"KEEP OFF THE GRASS." Picture, drawn by Irene F. Jerome.
KING OF THE FROZEN NORTH, THE. (Illustrated)..
LITTLE CHRISTMAS-TREE, THE. Poem.

"LITTLE DICK SILVERBACK." Jingle. (Illustrated by G. R. Halm)
LITTLE LORD FAUNTLEROY. (Illustrated by R. B. Birch)

MAGIC CLOCKS, THE. (Illustrated by Albert E. Sterner)

MINUTE SKETCHES. Pictures, drawn by Alfred Brennan .
MOON AND ITS "SHINE," THE. Verses.

MORNING AT RUGBY DURING VACATION-TIME, A. (Illustrated by Joseph
R. Pennell)

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NEW IIAT AND MUFF, THE. Verses. (Illustrated by Laura C. Hills).

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MY ECHO. Poem. (Illustrated and engrossed by Albert E. Sterner)
MY GRANDMOTHER'S GRANDMOTHER'S CHRISTMAS CANDLE. (Illustrated
by G. De F. Brush)

"MY PRETTY GLASS TOWER." Jingle. (Illustrated by G. R. Halm)

Naples, AROUND THE DAY OF.

A Mountain-top and How We Get There.........

QUAKER ESTHER'S RIDE. (Illustrated by Henry Sandham)
RAINY DAY, A. Verses.

NEW MOON, THE. Verses. (Illustrated by Laura C. Iills)..
NICK WOOLSON'S RIDE. (Illustrated by G. F. Barnes)...

C. Lloyd...

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NOT HANDSOME, PERHAPS, BUT VERY STYLISH. Picture, drawn by F. Bellew, Jr. . . . . . .
NOTHING ON THE BREAKFAST TABLE. (Illustrated by Sol Eytinge).
NOVEMBER EVENING, A. Poem. (Illustrated by the frontispiece).

ONE LITTLE RHYME IN A WORLD OF RHYME. Pocm..

OUR HOLIDAY PARTY. . . . .

OUR JOE. (Illustrated by C. H. Stephens).

PANE-PICTURES. Pocm...

PERSONALLY CONDUCTED. (Illustrated by J. R. Pennell and others)

Great Rome Again....

Around the Bay of Naples.

In Florence and Venice..

Margaret Eytinge.

..Celia Thaxter.

.Ernest Whitney

C. E. C.

.L. II. Stephens.

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RAJAH'S PAPER-CUTTER, THE. (Illustrated by J. M. Nugent).
READY FOR BUSINESS; OR, CHOOSING AN OCCUPATION.

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Two MIDDIES AT EPHESUS. (Illustrated by W. H. Overend and E. J. Meeker). H. H. Clark

UNCLE AND AUNT. (Illustrated by Jessie Curtis Shepherd)
VACATION-SCHOOLS IN BOSTON. (Illustrated by H. Sandham)
VALENTINE, GRANDFATHER's. Poem..

VALENTINES. Verses. (Illustrated by W. H. Drake)

VISIT TO SHAKSPERE'S SCHOOL, A. (Illustrated by C. H. Stephens).
VOICES OF PROPHECY.

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.Rev. Albert Danker

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"A November Evening" by Mary Hallock Foote, facing Title-page of Volume-" Portrait of a Little Girl,"
after a painting by Sir Joshua Reynolds, facing page 81- -"The Burgomaster's Daughter," from a painting
by Joseph Lauber, facing page 163-"The Sisters," by Mary Hallock Foote, facing page 243-" Madame
Le Brun's Portrait of Herself, facing page 323 —"I am sure you are a Prince,' said the Princess," by Léon
Moran, facing page 403.

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CEDRIC himself knew nothing whatever about it. It had never been even mentioned to him. He knew that his papa had been an Englishman, because his mamma had told him so; but then his papa had died when he was so little a boy that he could not remember very much about him, except that he was big, and had blue eyes and a long mustache, and that it was a splendid thing to be carried around the room on his shoulder. Since his papa's death, Cedric had found out that it was best not to talk to his mamma about him. When his father was ill, Cedric had been sent away, and when he had returned, everything was over; and his mother, who had been very ill, too, was only just beginning to sit in her chair by the window. She was pale and thin, and all the dimples had gone from her pretty face, and her eyes looked large and mournful, and she was dressed in black. Dearest," said Cedric (his papa had called her that always, and so the little boy had learned to say it),-"dearest, is my papa better?"

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He felt her arms tremble, and so he turned his curly head and looked in her face. There was something in it that made him feel that he was going to cry.

"Dearest," he said; "is he well?"

Then suddenly his loving little heart told him that he'd better put both his arms around her neck and kiss her again and again, and keep his soft cheek close to hers; and he did so, and she laid her face

on his shoulder and cried bitterly, holding him as if she could never let him go again.

"Yes, he is well," she sobbed; "he is quite, quite well, but we we have no one left but each other. No one at all."

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Then, little as he was, he understood that his big, handsome young papa would not come back any more; that he was dead, as he had heard of other people being, although he could not comprehend exactly what strange thing had brought all this sadness about. It was because his mamma always cried when he spoke of his papa that he secretly made up his mind it was better not to speak of him very often to her, and he found out, too, that it was better not to let her sit still and look into the fire or out of the window without moving or talking. He and his mamma knew very few people, and lived what might have been thought very lonely lives, although Cedric did not know it was lonely until he grew older and heard why it was they had no visitors. Then he was told that his mamma was an orphan, and quite alone in the world when his papa had married her. She was very pretty, and had been living as companion to a rich old lady who was not kind to her, and one day Captain Cedric Errol, who was calling at the house, saw her run up the stairs with tears on her eyelashes; and she looked so sweet and innocent and sorrowful that the Captain could not forget her. And after many strange things had happened, they knew each other well and loved each other dearly, and were married, al

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