Is not the ant,
therefore, entitled to be regarded as a cow-keeper, and are not the tiny
little aphides his milch-cows?

T.C.

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BABY JEAN.

Eyes as bright as diamonds,
Mouth all sweet and clean,
Cheeks with tempting dimples
That's my baby Jean!"

Hands as soft as rose-leaves,
Teeth like glistening pearls,
Little sunbeams woven
On her heads for curls.

Little feet that patter
Here and everywhere,
Little mind that's busy,
Filled with childish care.

Lips from which the kisses
Bubble all day long,
Tongue that's ever singing
Some sweet cradle-song.

How I love my baby
Words can never tell;
And she--she loves papa
Just as much and well.

She's the dearest fairy
That was ever seen;
And from Heaven I'm certain
Came my baby Jean!

F.E. HAMILTON.

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THE FRIENDLY DOG.

Poor Old Whitey! He fell lame, and was turned out in a little field to
starve. And he would have starved, if it hadn't been for Milo.

And who was Milo? He was a dog who had lived in the stable with Old
Whitey. They had become great friends. Each had found the other trusty
and kind.

And I think Milo must have reasoned in this way: "Is it not sad to see
my old friend shut up in that barren little field with nothing to eat?
He has nibbled all the grass, and there is nothing left for him. It is
too bad; and I can't stand it."

In the cellar of the stable were some turnips and beets. What does Milo
do but take a long beet in his mouth, and carry it to Old Whitey, who
neighs, as if to say, "Thank you, old friend."

Then he gobbles it up, and looks at Milo, as if to say, "Another, if you
please." Milo trots off, and brings him a turnip. Oh, how it does
relish! Old Whitey begins to caper, in spite of his lame legs.

Milo kept running to and fro for half an hour, till Old Whitey had made
a good dinner. Then the man who had shut up the old horse found out what
was going on.

He seized a whip, and ran at Milo to punish him. But it happened that
the lady who owned the farm, and who did not know how Old Whitey had
been treated, came back from the city just at that time to pass a month
in the country.

She saw what was going on, asked what was the matter, and, when she
learned it, said to the man, "The dog is a better Christian than you
are. He shall stay, and you shall go. Come into the house,