to sew and to
weave mats, just like the other Indian girls. She liked to embroider,
too, and spent many happy hours decorating her dresses with the
pretty-coloured shells and beads that were given to her father.

One day, when she was twelve years old, an Indian came to Powhatan and
told him a white man had been captured and brought to the village.

"He is a wonderful man," said the scout. "He can talk to his friends
by making marks on paper, and he can make a fire without a flint."

"Bring him here," said the chief, and Captain John Smith was brought
before Powhatan.

The chief received the prisoner in his wigwam, and talked with him,
asking him many questions.

Captain Smith told the Indians that the earth was round, and that the
sun chased the night around it. He said that the sun that set in the
west at night was the same sun that rose in the east in the morning.
He showed them his compass and told them how it guided him through the
forest.

At last the Indians began to fear him, thinking that so wise and
powerful a man might do them some harm. So, after holding him as a
prisoner for many days, they decided to put him to death.

In the meantime Captain Smith and Pocahontas had become the best of
friends. He told her many stories of his childhood in a land across
the sea--of the blue-eyed, fair-haired boys and girls, of their toys
and games, their homes and schools, and how they learned to read and
write.

So when Pocahontas learned that her dear friend must die, she felt
very sad, and tried to think of some way of saving his life.

And she did save his life, for just as Captain Smith was to be killed,
the child threw her arms about his neck, and begged her father to
spare the white man's life, for her sake.

Powhatan loved his little daughter, and wished to please her in
everything, so he promised to set the prisoner free, and to send him
at once to his friends.

Pocahontas often visited Captain Smith, and learned to know and love
his friends. In later years she went to England to see the fair-haired
boys and girls and the homes and schools he had told her about during
his captivity.

_The Day Kit and Kat went Fishing_

LUCY FITCH PERKINS

This is a story of Kit and Kat, twins who lived in Holland. Their real
names were Christopher and Katrina, but their mother, Vrouw Vedder,
says that they are not to be called Christopher and Katrina until they
are four and a half feet high. So they are K