habits.

So, naturally enough, she made animals the subjects of her pictures, and
it is in this peculiar department of art that she has become eminent.
Her works are quite numerous and widely known. One of the most famous is
her "Horse-Fair," which was the chief attraction of the Paris Exhibition
in 1853.

She is still practising her art; and in addition to that she is the
directress of a gratuitous "School of Design" for young girls. When
Paris was besieged by the Prussians, the studio and residence of Rosa
Bonheur were spared and respected by special order of the crown prince.

Auguste Bonheur, a younger sister of Rosa, and one of her pupils, has
also gained a high reputation as an artist. She, too, excels as a
painter of animals.

We give as a frontispiece to this number an engraving of one of her
pictures, and we will let the picture tell its own story. It is a work
that would do credit to the famous Rosa herself.

ALFRED SELWYN.

PIP AND POP.

[Illustration: Pip And Pop.]

_Pip_.--Well, cousin Pop, how goes the world with you? Do you find any
worms?

_Pop_.--Not a sign of one! What is to become of the race of sparrows, I
don't know. The spring is late and chilly. There is still frost in the
ground.

_Pip_.--Not even a fly have I caught this blessed day.

_Pop_.--Just my luck, friend Pop! If it weren't for the crumbs a little
girl throws out for me every day, I should starve.

_Pip_.--I should like to know that little girl. Where does she live?

_Pop_.--She is at school now. But come with me about two o'clock, and
you shall be fed.

_Pip_.--Thank you, cousin. I'll do as much for you one of these days. I
have heard of a little girl in Ohio, who feeds the birds so well, that
they follow her into the house, light on her head, and play with her.

_Pop_.--A thought strikes me, cousin. The little girl who feeds me is
just as good as the Ohio girl; but I am not as good as the Ohio birds. I
have not trusted her as I ought to. I have not lighted on her head. I
have not followed her into the house.

_Pip_.--That was a fault, my dear Pop. I do not think she will put us in
a cage. I think she will be good to us.

_Pop_.--Then I'll tell you what we'll do. After she has had her dinner,
we'll fly in at the window, and light on the table.

_Pip_.--A good idea! I agree to it. Now, don't you be afraid, Pop, and
back out.

_Pop_.--That I won't. First we'll go and have a good wash in the brook,
so tha