the eyes, that one would not suspect the eyes to be so different."

24. "I suppose his round face and his stealthy look through half-shut lids, so like pussy's, help to make us think him more like pussy than he really is.

25. "It is a noteworthy fact, that of the multitude of animals of the cat kind, only the largest have round pupils, and these vary most from the common type. Of the leopards, which are least cat-like, the cheetahs or hunting leopards vary from the type so much that for a long time it was undecided whether to class them with cats or not."

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26. Do they differ except in their eyes?" Fred asked.

27. "Very much. You remember how pussy's feet are, don't you, Johnny?"

28. "'Course I do!" said Johnny, brightening up again. "She has sharp claws."

29. "Anything more?"

30. "She draws 'em in, and sticks 'em out when she wants to. The old tiger did just the same when he waked up and stretched himself. I saw him." 31. "Are Humpty's feet like that?"

32. "No," said Johnny. "His toes have dull claws, and he can't draw them back. That's why they rattle so when he runs on the bare floor."

33. "Could he catch a rat with his paws as pussy does a mouse?"

34. "No. He bites 'em," said Johnny, "and shakes 'em. He can't hold anything, except with his teeth."

35. “That's the way, I believe, with the cheetah. He is a cat in most respects, but he has dog feet as well as dog eyes."

36. "And he looks a good deal like a dog-a coach dog," Fred added. "I have read of their being used like dogs in hunting."

37. "So they are, I believe," said I. "Maybe their round-pupiled eyes have something to do with their dog-like manner of running down their game. It would be interesting to study the habits of all the dog-eyed cats from this point of view, comparing them with the habits of the more numerous species that have eyes like pussy.

38. "But poor Johnny is dropping off to sleep, tired out with so much talk that is too old for him. I'm afraid he'll dream of monster cats to-night. Suppose you call Mary to put him to bed."

39. "How many cats have round pupils, anyway?" Fred asked, when Johnny had bidden us a sleepy good-night.

40. "Four kinds, I believe the lion, the tiger, the leopard, and the jaguar. At least these are all that I've seen, and all that are mentioned by Prof. Owen, the first to notice these exceptions. Very likely they are all; for his knowledge of animals very extensive, and he is pretty careful in what he says."-ADAM STWIN.

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DEFINITIONS.

Observ'ing, taking notice.

Grip, hold.

Note'worthy, worthy of notice.

Exten'sive, large; broad.

Memory Gems from Longfellow.

The heights by great men reached and kept
Were not attained by sudden flight,
But they, while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.

No one is so accursed by fate,
No one so utterly desolate,

But some heart, though unknown,
Responds unto his own.

Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

The air is full of farewells to the dying,
And mournings for the dead.

Not in the clamor of the crowded street,

Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng,

But in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then it is as inevitable as destiny; for it is destiny.

54.-Jack Frost.

1. A MISCHIEVous but merry wight
Came from the north one winter night,
And pranks performed so very queer,
You'll scarce believe them when you hear.

2. As over the fields he deftly sped,
The grass grew crisp beneath his tread;
The dewdrops, as they met his eye,
Shrunk into globules white and dry;
And to the air, where'er he went,
His breath a piercing keenness lent.

3. A waterfall stood in his way,

Busy with noise, and bright with spray;
"Ho! brawler," said he, "is it right
To work and roar at dead of night?
You must no longer clamor so
When all besides a-slumbering go."
He said, and the obedient linn

Stood still, and hush'd its clamorous din;
And what was water, in a trice
Stiffen'd into a sheet of ice.

4. A dairy-farm he reached, and strange
It was to mark the instant change:
The milk, the butter, and the cream,
Grew solid, like the frozen stream;

And from the milkmaid's cheek the rose
Fled with its blushes to her nose.

5. Next to the town he took his way,

Which sleeping in the moonlight lay; And though he came and went unseen, His feats soon told where he had been ; The watchmen, lounging on their beat, Took to "quick march," to give them heat; The streets, begrimed with mud before, Grew hard and sheen as marble floor; No pump, or water-pipe, or well, But felt the mast'ry of his spell: The very houses he swept through— The roofs he powdered with hoary dew, And every window pictured o'er With forestry grotesque and hoar. "Ho! ho!" he said, "I'll let them see None of them all can paint like me."

6. At last he sought, presumptuous elf!
To vent his mischief on myself;
So, feeling certain of his game,
Into my quiet room he came.
But, let me tell you, Jacky Frost
Reckon'd for once without his host!
I sat me there in warm attire,
With shutters closed and blazing fire;
And when he rush'd at me in spite,
Intent to freeze me and frostbite,