can be set in motion electrically.

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=The Great Wall of China.=--An American engineer engaged in the
construction of a railway in China, gives the following account of this
wonderful work. The wall is 1728 miles long, 18 feet high, and 15 feet
thick at the top. The foundation throughout is of solid granite, the
remainder of compact masonry. At intervals of between two hundred and
three hundred yards towers rise up, twenty-five to thirty feet high, and
twenty-four feet in diameter. On the top of the wall and on both sides
of it are masonry parapets to enable the defenders to pass unseen from
one tower to another. The wall is carried from point to point in a
straight line, across valleys, plains, and hills, sometimes plunging
down into deep abysses. Rivers are bridged over by the wall, while on
both banks of large streams strong flanking towers are placed.

MARGOTTE'S STORY.

"I will tell you the story," said Margotte, pausing in her knitting, as
we leaned together over the white palings of her little garden. "Yes,
there is a story, madame--a story of a wolf; but you have got it wrong,
madame, and I must set you right."

Picture a sunset in the Pyrenees, a glorious crimson sky tipping the
distant peaks with pale pink, and deepening the purple shadows on the
nearer mountains--the mountains that inclose and overtop Margotte
Nevaire's pretty home. I had come for a quiet month to this picturesque,
secluded village, and though my month was over, I was tempted to linger
day after day, for the sake of the sunshine and the mountains, and not
least, perhaps, for the sake of these two peasant girls, with whom I
lodged.

Margotte was the youngest of the two by fifteen years--the three boys
who came between had died--and though it is very long since we leaned
side by side over the white palings, I can always call her to mind as
she stood knitting there.

She was tall and strong, and finely made, with a clear white skin, and
brown hair waving in heavy masses under her white starched caps. She had
beautiful eyes, heavy-lidded and dark-lashed, and a firm, sweet
mouth--such a woman as you see sometimes amongst the desolate mountains,
as if God had given to them a grander soul, to compensate for the
blessings He denied.

Leontine was different; tall too, and active, but with heavier
movements, and more of firmness than of sweetness in her scarred face.
She had no girlish vanity i