the land and the sea were his. But they
said,--

"No: we will be free."

And so there was a great stir through-out all the land. The men armed
themselves, and made haste to go out and drive back their foe; and the
women staid at home, weeping and waiting, and trembling with fear.

There was only one way by which the Per-sian army could go into Greece
on that side, and that was by a narrow pass between the mountains and
the sea. This pass was guarded by Le-on'i-das, the King of the
Spartans, with three hundred Spartan soldiers.

Soon the Persian soldiers were seen coming. There were so many of them
that no man could count them. How could a handful of men hope to stand
against so great a host?

And yet Le-on-i-das and his Spartans held their ground. They had made
up their minds to die at their post. Some one brought them word that
there were so many Persians that their arrows dark-ened the sun.

"So much the better," said the Spartans; "we shall fight in the
shade."

Bravely they stood in the narrow pass. Bravely they faced their foes.
To Spartans there was no such thing as fear. The Persians came
forward, only to meet death at the points of their spears.

But one by one the Spartans fell. At last their spears were broken;
yet still they stood side by side, fighting to the last. Some fought
with swords, some with daggers, and some with only their fists and
teeth.

All day long the army of the Persians was kept at bay. But when the
sun went down, there was not one Spartan left alive. Where they had
stood there was only a heap of the slain, all bristled over with
spears and arrows.

Twenty thousand Persian soldiers had fallen before that handful of
men. And Greece was saved.

Thousands of years have passed since then; but men still like to tell
the story of Leonidas and the brave three hundred who died for their
country's sake.

SOCRATES AND HIS HOUSE.

There once lived in Greece a very wise man whose name was Soc'ra-tes.
Young men from all parts of the land went to him to learn wisdom from
him; and he said so many pleasant things, and said them in so
delightful a way, that no one ever grew tired of listening to him.

One summer he built himself a house, but it was so small that his
neighbors wondered how he could be content with it.

"What is the reason," said they, "that you, who are so great a man,
should build such a little box as this for your dwelling house?"

"Indeed, there may be littl