her hand, a Franklin
could not cross the channel without making some observations useful to
mankind. While many a vacant, thoughtless youth is whirled throughout
Europe without gaining a single idea worth crossing a street for, the
observing eye and inquiring mind find matter of improvement and
delight in every ramble in town or country. Do _you_ then, William,
continue to make use of your eyes; and _you_, Robert, learn that eyes
were given you to use.

PRINCE LIFE

By G.P.R. JAMES

I

Once upon a time there was a young Prince who met with a very curious
kind of misfortune. Most people want something which they cannot get;
and because they cannot get it, they generally desire it more than
anything else, which is very foolish, for it would be much better to
be contented with what they have.

He was a wise fox, my dear Charlie, who thought the grapes were sour
when he could not reach them. Now the Prince's misfortune consisted in
this, that he had everything on earth he could want or desire, and a
little more. He had a fine palace and a fine country, obedient
subjects and servants, and true friends. When he got up in the
morning, there was some one ready to put on his clothes for him; when
he went to bed at night, some one to take them off again. A fairy
called Prosperity gave him everything he desired as soon as he desired
it. If he wanted peaches at Christmas, or cool air at mid-summer, the
first came instantly from his hothouses, and the second was produced
by an enormous fan, which hung from the top of the room, and was moved
by two servants.

But strange to say, the Prince got weary of all this; he was tired of
wanting nothing. When he sat down to dinner he had but little
appetite, because he had had such a good breakfast; he hardly knew
which coat to put on, they were all so beautiful; and when he went to
bed at night, though the bed was as soft as a white cloud, he could
not sleep, for he was not tired.

There was only one ugly thing in the whole palace, which was a little,
drowsy, gray dwarf, left there by the fairy Prosperity. He kept
yawning all day, and very often set the Prince yawning, too, only to
look at him. This dwarf they called Satiety, and he followed the
Prince about wherever he went.

One day the Prince asked him what he was yawning for, and Satiety
answered:

"Because I have nothing to do, and nothing to wish for, my Prince."

"I suppose that is the reason why I yawn too