nd was happy after a little minute, and mamma said 'Thank you!'
when she came back. Then I was gladder still."

"I seemed to have a chance to be sorry for people," said Fanny. "Mrs.
Bailey, next door, had lots of trouble, and I went in and said softly,
'I'm so sorry. Mrs. Bailey!' and she said, 'That helps a great deal.'"

After all this talk, and more words from Miss Lee, the girls made up
their minds to keep on trying to please by being right, and being
bright, and they found, as others may, that there is no surer way to
give help and to do right.

SCHOOLTIME ANYTIME.

When you have a hard lesson what do you do with it? Fret and complain
over it? Look for someone to help you with it? Or do you brace up and
tackle it bravely, bringing all your best effort to it.

When the School Yard was White

Ellen D. Masters

Snow did not cover the school yard at Hamlet so often as not to cause a
great deal of excitement among the boys and girls, especially a deep
snow--deep enough for making snowballs and forts and snowmen.

So the day after the big snow that fell there one night, Mr. Newman, who
had charge of the third grade boys of the Hamlet School, found it a hard
day to keep order in his room; and a good many of the boys got low marks
for the first time that term.

How they did hate to leave the white school yard when the bell would put
an end to the short recesses!

[Illustration: How they did hate to leave the white school yard.]

"I think it's a pity we have to be shut up in the schoolhouse all the
time and not get any good of it--when it doesn't snow here like this
more than once till you're grownup," Mr. Newman heard one little fellow
complain.

Their teacher had liked to play in the snow as well as any of them when
he was a boy, and he wished that he had not been obliged to ring the
school bell and spoil their fun so soon.

When it was time to dismiss school that day, Mr. Newman looked very
solemn and said: "I think everyone of you boys deserves to be kept an
hour more."

The thirty young faces that looked up into his grew very solemn, too.

Then their teacher smiled and said: "But instead of keeping you in, this
time, I will keep you out. I give every boy in the room permission to
stay one hour after school and play in the snow."

Thirty happy small boys went bounding out into the white school yard.

While they were building a snow fort and storming it with cannon-balls
of snow, thei