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Manawatu Herald, 28 July 1896, Page 4

MONKEYS AND A MIRROR. A Small Mirror Makes " Things' lively Among: Central Park Monkey Folk. The Bander-lo,T. ns Mr. Kipling calls tho monkey folk >rd a dreadful time in Central park not long ago and all because of a littlo mirror. But then n mirror has been known to raise no end of troublo among real human folks. As the New ¥ork World tells tho tale, a wicked person handed tho mirror to a largo brown monDICKO AND THE MIBROB. key known as Dicko. The mirror wag about 4 inches in diameter. Dicko took it, grinned, scowled savagely and then knocked tho ugly monkey in tho frame clear across tho cage. A small black monkey picked up the glass. Ho gazed 'at himself, and so did half a dozon other monkeys over his shoulder. Dicko mado a dash and snatched the mirror, whereupon every other monkey leaped upon him, and such a squealing, snapping, twisting mass of monkeys was never seen. The keeper found tho inquisitive monkeys trying to eat .tho quicksilver. He entered the cage and fought with them to take tho glass away. It was all fun for the spectators, pai"ticularly ono man, until he was arrested for furnishing • tho mirror. What the Birds Say. I The negro is a closo observer of nature, as a rule. Every animal ho endows with human attributes. Tho rabbit, fox and squirrel and all tho finny tribe are made to play a part in story and song, and tho birds are not slighted. Here aro some sentiments which, the New Orleans Times-Democrat says, are put into tho mouths, or rather the beaks, of our feather friends by their sable interpreters. Sometimes the owls hoot from tree to tree across the swamp roads: I live In the new house, Who — who— who 's In the old? They call to each other from their perches In tho mighty oaks and tupelo gums, where yellow jasmino and rattan vines twine so thickly as to make almost a jungle, and they say: I cook For my folks, And who— who— who Cooks for y' all? The partridge whistles shrilly through the summer grasses: BobBobwhito! Corn ripo? Not quite. Dog bite? Yes, at night. Tho dove mourns, say the old black people, for a passing soul. They claim, too, that tho dove flies faster than does any other bird. The jay is said to carry souls downward. Why tho pert littlo fellow has such an unenviable reputation is not known. This ia the song ho is said to sing: , Away, away! . • Done carried a soul Down today. Carry another Tomorrow. How to Cwer a Book. Put the book in tho center of a sheet of paper large enough to allow two inches to be turned in at the bottom and sides. Fold the cover over the sides and crease it so that it will not slip.- Then cut diagonally from the top and bottom of the paper to points just a. little- beyond where the book will open. lii many books this may be determined easily by the binding. Cut straight slips from the top and bottom of the paper to the four corners of tho edges. Then fold the paper forming the extension of the sides down between the book and the part of the paper cover which folds over the top. This will' make eaoh corner perfectly square. When using cloth, it is better to fold the corners rather than to cut them, as the cloth is apt to fray, but they should be always turned and folded so as to como outside the book itself .^between it and the. cover, says Golden Days. Merry May. 1 Baa, baa, white sheep, ' ■ Come with me and play. Don't forget, my woolly pet, . This is the first of May. Ding, dong, fairy bells! -, What is it you say? "Sweetest month of all the year Is the month of May . ' ' The Lazy Dandelion. The west wind to the sunshine said: "It's time that child waa ont cf bed. I cannot even see his head Above tho clothes. Let's call his other nurse, the rain, And pnll the' sheets and counterpane Down to his toes." They pulled him ont of his warm place; They washed hia crying, crumpled face And fighting hands ; They combed and brushed his yellow half, Patted him hore and kissed him there Till in the shining summer air Laughing he stand*. - ■'■'•