called that young gentleman out and magnanimously informed him that he was forgiven and might come and have supper with them. What in the world they had to forgive, nobody knows; but then, so long as forgiveness proved such an eminently satisfactory arrangement, all round--why, nobody need care.

The children waited outside the gate while Dick coaxed his mother to let him go, and standing there, hand in hand, Daisy plucked up heart of grace and with very rosy cheeks and an air about her of general penitence, said something very sweet in a very small voice:

"I'm sorry you were whipped, and oh, Tommy, I wish I hadn't said you'd holler!" 

Mrs. AMY TERESE POWELSON

Baby thinks it fine, In the summer-time, To wade in the brook clear and bright. But a big green frog Jumped off of a log, And gave Baby Charlotte quite a fright.

THE THREE FISHERS.

Three fishers went sailing away to the West-- Away to the West as the sun went down; Each thought on the woman who loved him best, And the children stood watching them out of the town; For men must work, and women must weep, And there's little to earn and many to keep, Though the harbor-bar be moaning.

Three wives sat up in the light-house tower And trimmed the lamps as the sun went down; They looked at the squall, and they looked at the shower, And the night-wrack came rolling up, ragged and brown. But men must work and women must weep, Though storms be sudden and waters deep, And the harbor-bar be moaning.

Three corpses lay out on the shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands, For those who will never come back to the town; For men must work, and women must weep-- And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep-- And good-by to the bar and its moaning.

CHARLES KINGSLEY

Lion with your shaggy mane, Tell me, are you wild or tame? On little boys do you like to sup, If I come near, will you eat me up?

"APPLES FINKEY"--THE WATER-BOY.

"Apples Finkey!" Many a name has a grander sound in the roll of fame; Many a more resplendent deed has burst to light in the hour of need; But never a one from a truer heart, Striving to know and to do its part. Striving, under his skin of tan, With the years of a 

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