FOR LITTLE FOLKS.

Wairoa Bell, Volume V, Issue 219, 13 October 1893, Page 13 (Supplement)

FOR LITTLE FOLKS.

Can You Get the Sugar? A bet may be safely entered that nobody is able to grab with his mouth a piece of sugar placed on the back of a chair, as illustrated by the accompanying cut, the operator in question resting with his knees on the lower bar of the chair and his arm against the center of

the back. At the moment at which he bends forward to catch the sweet the chair goes down in front, and the sugar rolls off. It can only be done by keeping the point of gravitation well to the rear, and not everybody is acquainted with that fact, nor knows how to properly distribute his weight to make the feat possible.r Scliool Children In France. it is not as pretty nor as amusing a sight to see the youngsters hop and skip out of school as it is in a country where more freedom is given to children. In America, for instance, as soon as the children are out of sight of the teacher they dispense with all restraint, stretch their young limbs, exercise in jumping and running, and try the top of their voices to see that they have not become aphonous with the low recitations and the observance of the rules of silence. Here they jump from one master into the hands of another. Mothers or big sisters or servants are at the outside school door waiting to take the children home. When the mamma’s occupations prevent her from meeting her little daughter and she has no one to send the child is told to take the hand of some bigger girl who lives in the neighborhood, and at 4 in the afternoon you can see processions stringing along in one direction under the surveillance of one of the big girls. They all carry their schoolbag in one hand and their basket of provisions in the other. A child always takes its luncheon., wliicli genera-R consists of a great chunk of bread and a piece of chocolate, usually eaten in alternate bites. Then the mamma never forgets the bottle, whose neck generally protrudes out of the lid of the basket. A child never drinks pure water; wine must at least change its color. In boarding schools the mixture is called “abondance,” because the wine is abundantly thinned with water. Tlxe Hoy Tliat Lauglis. I know a funny little boy— The happiest ever born; His face is like a beam of joy, Although his clothes are torn. I saw him tumble on liis nose. And waited for a groan— But how he laughed! Do you suppose He struck his funny bone? There’s sunshine in each word lie speaks. His laugh is something grand: Its ripples overrun his elieeks Like waves on snowy sand. He laughs the moment he awakes. And till the day is done; The schoolroom for a joke he takes— His lessons are but fun. No matter how the day may go. You cannot make him cry; He’s worth a dozen boys I know. Who pout and mope and sigh. Playing Grown Folks. Carrie and Susie were two little sisters whose mother did her own work. One day Carrie said: “I tell you what, Sue, we’ll play we’re grand ladies. I will be Queen Victoria, and you can be Mrs. Cleveland, and you must dress up in your very best clothes and come to see me.” They accordingly bedecked themselves with all the available finery, and Sue paid her visit. “Good morning, Mrs. Cleveland,” said Queen Victoria condescendingly; “what a handsome dress! I suppose it is your best?” “Oh, no,” said Mrs. C., “this is my rainy day dress, but I must say yours is magnificent.” “Do you really think so?” said Queen V. “Why, this is only my wash day dress.”- " ~■ Ail Optical Illusion..

Place one edge of a visiting card along the line between the bird and the cage and rest the tip of your nose against the other edge of the card. Hold the card so that no shadow falls on either side. Watch the bird a moment, and you will see it go into the cage. Nothing better illustrates the liberal tendency of the times than the great change which has occurred within the last few years in public sentiment in regard to women entering the so called learned nvofessirms