"Hurrah!" said an ant to her sister,
"I've found a nice piece of bread;
We may push and pull, to carry it home,
Where the little ants wait to be fed."

So one pulled till she fell over backward,
And the other pushed with her head,
When down came a thief of a sparrow,
And away went the piece of bread!

AIR THAT SINGS AND TALKS.

No doubt, my dears, you think that it is only men and phonographs and
such things that talk and sing; so did I until lately. But I've just
heard that there are some places in the world where the air itself sings
and talks. This fact, I'm told, is as old as the hills and woods; and it
is easy to prove, too. All you have to do is to go into the open air and
blow a horn, or call aloud, or sing in a strong clear voice, among the
hills, or by the edge of a wood, or even near a big empty barn.

Give this a good trial, my chicks, and let me know the result. Even if
you don't succeed, there's no doubt the experiment will prove
interesting, and you'll do no harm. Don't be afraid of disturbing the
birds; they're friends of mine, as you know, and, if you tell them you
are doing it for me, they will gladly put up with a little extra noise.

PLANTS WITH HAIR.

Some plants have hairs on their leaves, making them feel rough to the
touch, as I've heard. This can be seen very plainly by looking at a
common mallow-leaf through a microscope. And there is the mullein, too,
with very stiff hairs.

Now, what are these hairs for? I have been wanting to know this for some
time, and should be glad if some of you clever chicks would look into
the matter, and tell me what you find out.

AN ODD HYMN.

Philadelphia, Pa.

DEAR JACK-IN-THE-PULPIT: Will you please ask the Little Schoolma'am,
Deacon Green, and all your young folks, if they know and can tell me
where to find the rest of the verses that go with this one?

"The Choctaw and the Cherokee,
The Kickapoo and Kaw,
Likewise the Pottawatamie,--
O teach them all thy law!"

I think it is part of an old-fashioned missionary hymn. I once heard
a boy repeat the whole of it, but this is the only verse I can
remember.--Yours truly,

L.M.B.

ANCIENTS AND MODERNS, ONCE MORE.

F.'s question, in the May number, about when the Ancients left off and
the Moderns began, has been answered by Charles J. Brandt, E.L.S., Stevie
B. Franklin, H.J.W., "Amneris,