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The Editor requests that all inquiries and replies intended for plate. Before it is quite cold and hard, cut it with a knife

insertion in LITTLE Folks have the words Questions and into small tablets. A tea spoonful of common vinegar will Answers" written on the left-hand top corner of the envelope

improve the flavour if mixed in when boiling."
containing them.)


LALLA ROoks writes in answer to EDMUND concerning
MARY DUTTON, NELLIE, J. M. B. Competition V. is

the Æolian harp, that it is very easily constructed. “Profor the Senior Division only—that is, for Competitors of the

vide a long narrow box of thin deal (the length of the window age of fourteen and under seventeen. The dolls in Compe

it has to fit), five inches broad and about two inches deep, tition VII. are to be made of wool. -ED.)

with a circle in the upper side pierced with small holes about SUNFLOWER, MABEL F. POWELL, J. H. PENN, LUCY

an inch and a half in diameter. Along this upper side of WINKLE. -- See the answers to A. WELLER and Red

the box are seven, ten, or more strings of wire, or very fine RIDING HOOD on page 255 and the notice printed on page

gut, stretched over bridges at each end, and screwed up or 184 of the present volume of Little FOLKs.-ED.)

relaxed with screw-pins. If this instrument be placed in a LITERATURE.

current of air, as at a window with the sash just r. ised, MAID OF ATHENS writes in reply to E. W. DICKENSON'S there will be produced a kind of wild, melancholy music, question that the following lines are translated from Dante : extremely charming to hear. It is necessary to add that "I slept and dreamt that life was beauty ;

the box must be perfectly air-tight." nswers also received I woke and found that life was duty."

from Jessie and J. E. JONES. NETTLE writes in answer to DUB-DUBBY's question

DIOGENES writes, in answer to Truie, that the way to paint that Byron is the author of the verse commencing

on terra-cotta is to first draw the design in Chinese white,

then coat it with thick white paint, till you can see none of "Lo! dusky masses steal in dubious sight.”

the terra-cotta through, then begin to paint it with the GAMES AND AMUSEMENTS.

colours. When it is finished varnish just the flowers and C. E. F. asks if any reader of LITTLE FOLKs can say how leaves with crystal varnish. Answers also received from The cricket-bats can be best preserved from cracking.



E. A.D., HELEN, ANNIE B. YOUNG, PEARL, A High Art In answer to GRETCHEN and Hermy's inquiry as to

MAIDEN, BEATRICE, LADY ROWENA, FLORENCE OF Sr. how to crochet a Tam-o-shanter cap, LILLIE TUKE sends

John's, Venus, MAUDIE, B. B. MARY, A MODEST the following :-“ Make three chain stitches of any coloured

DAISY, ALICE, ADAIR M. PRIOR, MAUDE WHITAKER, wool, join it in a circle by single crochet, now go round it,

JENNIE, PADDY, IMPREY, AJIDAUMS, M. H. S., Nora, puuing two single crochet stitches into every loop till you

KATIE, and L'ECLAIRE. have sixteen loops ; then put two stitches into every other

TEENY-TINY asks if any one can tell her a quick and loop till there are thirty-two loops round the work; then

easy method of polishing pebbles.
do two stitches into every third loop till you get forty-eight
stitches round the work; now crochet twelve single stitches

into the next twelve loops and two into the thirteenth loop ;

(With Answers by the Editor of the Live Stock Journal and

Fanciers' Gasette.") repeat this till you get eighty stitches: this makes the crown.

SUSAN OUSELEY says she has two canaries, a green one For the edge crochet five rounds without increasing any

and a yellow one. The yellow one never sings, but somemore, then decrease by crocheting into next twelve loops, and miss the thirteenth, repeating till you have only forty-two

times gives a hoarse chirp, and when he stands still he puffs loops ; then do seven rounds plain crochet without missing

himself out and pants as if he had asthma. She asks what any. Make a tuft of the wool for the centre of the crown,

is the matter with him ?-[The bird probably has asthma, fastening it there securely, then cut the wool and comb it

which is very common in canaries. It is rather a hopeless out. This cap fits a pretty good-sized doll." Answers also

malady. It is a good deal caused by hanging cages up in received from HONEYSUCKLE, D. Moore, M. LAWRIE.


CUCKOO would like to know if any little folks could inform COOKERY.

respecting the proper management of white rats.{The best E. M. F. writes in answer to MADELINE BOUtry, who staple food is bread and milk squeezed rather dry, with asks how to make butter-scotch :-“ Boil a quarter of a pound some wheat or barley, or dry bits of crust. They must also of white sugar and two ounces of butter together over a have water, and a few shreds of meat do them good. quick fire. Stir it with a wooden spoon till it becomes a Cheese and bacon are wholesome enough, but make them light brown colour; then pour it out upon a buttered smell. The chief other thing is to keep them clean.)

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A Guinea Book anà an Officer's Medal of the Little Folks Legion of Honour will be given for the best short and original Story having special reference to the Picture below. A smaller Book and an Officer's Medal will be given in addition for the best Story (on the same subject) relatively to the age of the Competitor; so that no Competitor is too young to try for this second Prize. To avoid any possibility of mistake, and for the guidance of new Competitors, the ful! Regulations are given :

1. Each Story must be limited to 500 words in length, and should be written on one side of the paper only.


2. All Stories must be certified as strictly, original by a Minister, Teacher, Parent, or other responsible person. 3. All Competitors must be under the age of 16 years.

4. All Stories from Competitors residing in Great Britain and Ireland must reach the Editor on or before the 10th of May next ; in the case of Stories sent from the English Colonies or from Foreign countries, an extension of time to the 15th of May will be allowed.

5. In addition to the Two Prizes and Officers' Medals, some of the most deserving Competitors will be included in a special List of Honour, and will be awarded Members' Medals of the LITTLE FOLKs Legion of Honour.

6. Competitors are requested to note that each envelope containing a Story having reference to this Picture should have the words “ Picture Wanting Words” written on the left-hand top corner of it.

By the Author of "May Cunningham's Trial," Two Fourpenny Bits," Paws and Claws," &c.

| big bear and the middling-sized bear and the little OSE was nowhere bear, who squeaked so very much, till she suc. to be found.” ceeded in winning a smile from Dora's red parched

Those were the lips. last words of the Rose, stooping over the child, pulled down her last chapter. But frock to kiss her soft fat neck. we must go back “Oh, Miss Green!” she cried to the governess, a little to under- who was in the room,“what is the matter with Dora? stand how it was She is as hot as fire, and rosy all over, I do believe;" that Rose re- and she pulled the frock yet lower as she spoke, turned home

and then, indeed, it was plain enough that Dora sooner than was O'Grady's skin had turned from white to a bright expected, and so red colour. learned the truth Miss Green took the little girl hastily from Rose, about herself and carried her out of the room without another and Aileen in word, and the next thing that happened was that a this very sudden doctor was sent for ; and the next, that he declared painful way, in- wee Dora had scarlet fever, and she must be put to stead of having bed in a room by herself. None of her brothers or

it broken to her sisters must go near her, and all the other children gently and tenderly, as it would otherwise have in the house must be sent away to their homes as been, by Uncle Archie.

quickly as possible. For there was not the faintest spark of disloyalty And it was thus, you see, that our Rosé returned in Uncle Archie's kind heart towards his own to Fitzwilliam Place hours before she was expected, Rose when he drew Aileen towards him, and, kissing and running upstairs at once to the drawing-room, her, said, “Why, you, then, are my niece." He paused on the landing-place, surprised to see a might have had a hundred nieces, and Rose might strange gentleman there, and so witnessed the have been a hundred times less his niece than she meeting between Aileen and her father, and heard was (if that were possible ; but it is only a mode of Uncle Archie declare that Aileen, not Rose, was his expression, you know), and it would not have made niece. one jot's difference in his love for her. He loved At those words she rushed away into her own Rose as if she had been his own child, and that he room. She felt as if her heart were breaking, and would always continue to do; but he never would that she should have died if she had remained there love Aileen as well as Rose, though he was very a minute longer. fond of Aileen, just because it had turned out that She walked up and down her room, crying Aileen was his niece, and Rose was not.

out aloud, “What shall I do? what shall I do?” When Rose had had her dancing lesson, the and wringing her hands and stamping her feet in young people went into the large schoolroom up- the agony of her grief. “No one heard her ; no one stairs to amuse themselves, but the youngest came near her ; no one thought of her, or cared for daughter of the house, Dora O'Grady, a sweet her,” she exclaimed in her anguish, and then she little four-year-old darling, was ill and ailing. She crouched down on the floor in a heap, and tried to had been poorly for some days, but much had not understand what had happened, and what it meant, been thought of it. Rose was very fond of children and who she was, and who Aileen was. younger than herself, and to wee Dora, big Rose, Aileen was Miss Burke, Aileen was Uncle Archie's with her golden curls, blue eyes, complexion of niece, and she was nobody. How could she live at milk and roses, and gay gracious ways, was as a all if that were the case? What good was her life to fairy princess, to whom she always came to be her? And yet she could not die because of it ; she petted, and to admire her who petted her. So might not die till she was an old, old woman. She Rose took wee Dora on her lap, and put her might live fifty, or sixty, or seventy years with this weary head on her shoulder, and told her a story breaking heart of hers, and the agony always in it. about three bears, and mimicked the voices of the Poor Rose! she did not know how time soothes and subdues sorrow ; she really thought Uncle Archie was not her uncle--Aileen was his she should feel for ever the same violent misery niece. Aileen was Miss Burke, Aileen was her that she did in this first moment after the wound father's daughter, Aileen was everything; she was had been inflicted. She did not know that wounds of nothing-nobody. She had not even a name, much the heart heal in the same manner with time that less a home. She could not bear it-she could not wounds of the body heal, and crouching there on meet them she would run away! the floor, she asked herself again and again, "What She changed her dress hastily. She was glad to be could she do ?”

doing something ; actions made her feel her misery She was not Miss Burke-she was nobody. She a little less unbearable. She put on a dark serge was an alien, an outcast ; she had not a relation in frock and jacket, and a black straw hat. She had the whole wide world who knew her, or whom she plenty of money.

Uncle Archie had given her knew, and if she ever found relations they might be money the day before with which to buy several beggars—the lowest of the low, the vilest of the dresses and other things. He was in the habit of vile. So she reasoned without reason, poor child, in giving the girls money themselves, and to let them go her wretchedness, beholding neither comfort nor shopping with Miss Smyly, and choose what hope anywhere. She was not Miss Burke ; Uncle they wanted, trusting to her not to allow them to do Archie was not her uncle; and, as if that were anything foolish or out-of-the-way. And there not horrible enough, to make it even worse, he was was always a great shopping expedition of this Aileen's. He belonged to Aileen, and Aileen to him. kind during Aileen's holidays, when she bought She had seen it with her own eyes—she had heard everything she would require before returning. it with her own ears when he drew Aileen to him to school ; and Rose liked to make her principal and kissed her, and said, “ Then you are my niece," purchases for the next half-year at the same timewith an emphasis on the you which Rose thought so she had actually ten pounds in her possession at she never should forget as long as she lived, for in that moment. This money, she felt, was her own, that emphasis it seemed to her that she read her as Aileen had received the same; "and I am own doom.

Aileen now," she bitterly thought. Poor Rose ! if she had remembered her old She put just what clothes and things she could pride and jealousy and arrogance, she might have not do without into a little travelling-bag-a change felt with Cain,“my punishment is greater than I of linen, brushes and combs, and a tiny New can bear;" but as she had never been aware of these Testament Uncle Archie had given her, and in faults in herself, of course she did not think of them which it was her custom to read a few verses every now, or reflect that even if this were not a punish- night before she went to bed—and then, no one ment for them, it came, at any rate, as a salutary suspecting she was in the house at all, but believing discipline, intended to lead her to perceive and cor- her to be safe at Mrs. O'Grady's in Harcourt Street, rect them. She did not think of the faults, only she found no difficulty in slipping downstairs and of the misfortunes. She considered herself as the out at the hall door unnoticed and unheard. most miserable creature in the whole world ; but it Meantime, can you not imagine the confusion never occurred to her to pray either for comfort or and distress in the house when it was discovered for help. She was just given up to her wretched- that Rose was missing? Rose, the cherished and ness, and the thought of prayer was far from her. beloved, on whose presence everything depended

Poor Rose ! if she had only known the strength though, poor naughty girl, she could not understand prayer would have brought her, the soothing calm how this was the case now. which it would have diffused through her heart-if If even an unloved member of a family—if so sad she had only known it! but she did not.

a thing as a member of a family being unloved can How was she ever to meet Uncle Archie--uncle be—were suddenly lost, disappeared, and no one no more—and Aileen, who had usurped her place? knew where he or she was, there would be infinite How was she ever to meet them again, and this trouble and sorrow. But Rose's loss was something dreadful stranger ?--this man who ought to have stupendous-something too dreadful to be underdied ages ago-this man whom she had always stood or credited. thought of as her dead father, and who had sud- Larry returned, as we have said, with the intellidenly appeared to be a living father to Aileen. She gence that she had left Mrs. O'Grady's hours before told herself that she could not meet them, and then with the Misses Lynch, who lived on the other side she told herself that she would not. And as she of Fitzwilliam Place, a little lower down than said that, a sudden thought, like a flash of light, No. The house was then searched from the came to her-she would run away!

top to the bottom, and from the bottom to the top. She had no place here--this was not her home ; Then Uncle Archie ran across to Mr. Lynch's, and learned there that Rose and his daughters had

story of what

she had discovered in their returned together, and that they had stood on their absence. door-steps and watched Rose go up hers, and let “I ran into her room,” she said breathlessly, herself in with her latch-key. She had turned “and, oh! Uncle Archie, the dress she had worn round as she entered the house and, waved her at the O'Gradys' was lying on the bed, and her hand at them, and they had waved theirs at her, best hat too! And I could not find that she had and then she had disappeared from their sight. put any other dress on ; but her common hat and Janet and Georgina Lynch were in bed when Mr. jacket are gone !" Burke went there, but their mother woke them up Uncle Archie looked the amazement he felt at to give this account of themselves and their friend ; this statement. Then he and Aileen and Bridget after which he came home, and the house was went and made a search through Rose's room, such again searched from the top to the bottom, and as they had not thought of making before. The from the bottom to the top, the name of Rose being first discovery was that her combs and brushes shouted everywhere, and again, as I need not tell were gone. None of them believed this was the you, with no success.

case, though they missed them at once, till they Uncle Archie was in the most dreadful state of had looked in every possible place over and over mind, and almost the worst part of his position again. Bridget afterwards said that, “rickoning was that he did not know what to do. He sent what was maybe at the wash, and what the darlin' Larry and Bridget to the few houses where Rose had on, and what should be in the drawer, she was intimate, to ask if she were there; but of course, thought one apiece of the linen garmints was clane when he did so he knew quite well that she was missin'.” And some time after this discovery, the not, and that she had not been to any one of them, final one-that a dark olive-green serge dress, which for Rose was never in the habit of paying visits by had been hanging in the wardrobe on the day herself, and what likelihood was there that she had before, was not there now—was made. done so now? What she would have done would It was not till three in the morning that Uncle be to run upstairs to Aileen the minute she came Archie, who had not taken his clothes off, or lain home, and tell her about poor wee Dora being ill, down on his bed even, remembered the ten pounds and how the party in Harcourt Street was broken up that he had given Rose two days before. He went in consequence. While Larry and Bridget were em- at once to Aileen's room to ask her if it had been ployed in this fruitless undertaking, Mr. Burke and spent, though he knew it had not, for the girls were Donough went off to the police office, to make a always eager to tell him in the evening of the purstatement there of what had happened, though the chases that they had made during the day. former at least believed this would prove as fruitless Aileen started up in her bed to answer his an undertaking as the others; for what use would questions. She had not slept, and her face was there be in the police going to railway stations, or wet with the tears she was constantly shedding. steamer offices, or to any places in or out of “No," she said, “they had spent nothing; they Dublin? for his Rose never went out by herself, were to have gone shopping on the next day. Of and certainly, most certainly, had not run away. course, they should have told him all about what Almost everything else might happen, but of that they bought." one thing Uncle Archie was positively convinced- “Where did Rose put the money ? his Rose had not run away from him. And this he “In that little blue purse you gave her two impressed on the minds of the police when he told Christmases ago, don't you remember? and she them his unhappy, inexplicable story.

locked it up in the drawer of her desk.” Very wearily he dragged himself home, feeling “ Let us see if it is there." ten years older than he had in the morning, and Aileen sprang from her bed, thrust her feet into as tired as if he had walked forty miles.

slippers, and, wrapping a dressing-gown round her, Aileen, of course, had not gone to bed—there accompanied him into the next room-Rose's room was no use in her doing so, as she could not have --where Rose's bed stood unoccupied, the smooth slept, and she waited with intense anxiety for the unruffled quilt stretched over it. Would Rose ever return of the gentlemen, with an unreasonable hope sleep in it again ? With trembling fingers she —which she knew to be unreasonable—that they pointed to the desk. It was not locked, it was would bring some word of Rose home with them. open : it had been left open, and the keys in the She met them in the passage, and when she found lock, so that there was an air of hurry about it ; and they had heard nothing—“ What should we hear?” in the drawer, which was open also, there was no Uncle Archie asked, rather crossly. “We went to

puræ. speak, not to hear ”—she eagerly told them her What did it mean? Who had taken it? She

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