ah Watson 12
47262 Oswald N. Roper 8
47263 Arthur Stacey 8
47264 Lizzie Kendrew 9
47265 Nellie Kenneth 11
47266 Elsie M. Kenneth 9
47267 Alice A. Kenneth 15
47268 E. M. Kenneth 17
47269 Clara Phillips 13
47270 Edward Phillips 18
47271 Edith Fetcher 14
47272 Florry Fetcher 12
47273 Clara Fetcher 7
47274 H. O. Kenneth 12
47275 George Maxwell 13

[_Officers and Members are referred to a Special Notice on page 55._]

TRUE STORIES ABOUT PETS, ANECDOTES, &c.

TEACHING A DOG TO READ.

DEAR MR. EDITOR,--My father knows a gentleman who is teaching his dog to
read. He prepared some thick pieces of cardboard and printed on each
card, in large letters, such words as _Bone_, _Food_, _Out_, &c. He
first gave the dog food in a saucer on the card _food_, and then he
placed an empty saucer on a blank card. Van is his name, and he is a
black poodle. The next thing he did was to teach Van to bring the cards
to him. He brings the card with _out_ on if he wishes to go out. One day
he brought the card with _food_ upon it nine times, the card being
placed in a different position each time among the other cards. The
gentleman hopes to teach him more, for Van quite understands what he has
learnt.

H. E. FOWLER.
(Aged 13.)
_Woodthorne, Wolverhampton._

TWO CLEVER HORSES.

DEAR MR. EDITOR,--We were once in the country. There was a gentleman
living near us, and he had two horses and a carriage. One night he was
driving home from dinner, when suddenly the horses stopped. The coachman
whipped them, but still they would not move a step farther, so the
footman got down and lit a lantern to see what was the matter. What was
his surprise to see a tree lying right across the road. Wasn't it clever
of the horses to know the tree was there when it was so dark? The
gentleman was very pleased with his horses, because if they had gone on
the carriage would have been upset.

ANTONY S. BYNG.
(Aged 7-1/4.)
_St. Peter's Parsonage, Cranley Gardens, London, S.W._

RUFFLE, THE SWIMMING CAT.

DEAR MR. EDITOR,--Not long ago I was given a little tabby Persian
kitten, about four months old, which I called "Ruffle." We soon became
great friends, and when I went out she would follow me like a dog. At
the bottom of o