ive the children later. We have made
cambric scrap-leaves, paper dolls with dresses of tissue-paper, a
menagerie and circus of paper animals, and over sixty colored paper
dolls--the sort which have dresses to come off."

Perhaps somebody can suggest an addition to Tillie's already generous
list. St. Mary's Free Hospital for Children, West Thirty-fourth Street,
New York city, will be very glad to receive any gifts which our readers
would like to send to it.

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The poor patient mules that drag the train-cars far down in the mines
rarely enjoy the light of day. Sometimes intervals of years pass before
they are brought to the surface, and far below in the dense darkness of
the mines they toil from month to month, seeing no light other than that
of the miners' flickering lamps.

Recently some mules that had for a number of years hauled the trains in
the lower tunnel of a coal-mine were brought to the surface. The strong
light of the sun dazzled them, and every one kept his eyes closed
tightly, and when they were released in a pasture a little distance away
they halted trembling and astonished, even fearing some harm. For a long
time they remained so, occasionally opening their eyes half-way, and
finally, towards sundown, they broke into joyous brays. Afterward they
ran around, jumped, kicked, and rolled on the grass as if mad. The
delight of freedom, the sun, and the pure air were more to them than the
food they refused to eat when it was put before them.

ON BOARD THE ARK.

BY ALBERT LEE.

CHAPTER V.

Tommy and the ex-Pirate and the Gopher remained quietly perched on the
rafter for some minutes after the big Ark had begun to move; but when
they found that none of the animals noticed them, since all seemed so
busy attending to their own affairs, they slid along the beam until they
could look out into the main room and see what was going on. That is,
Tommy and the ex-Pirate slid along, but the Gopher remained where he
was, apparently sound asleep.

"What do you suppose they will do next?" asked the little boy.

"Fight or eat, I guess," answered the ex-Pirate. "All animals fight or
eat."

"I don't think I should like to see them fight," continued Tommy. And
then he added. "Don't you think it is getting dark in here?"

"Very much so," said the ex-Pirate, looking about. "I suppose they will
light up pretty soon. It's always dark on a rain