StNicholas [Serial]. Arbeiter schnitzerei Bären, Hirsche und clocksfrom Holz. An einer anderen Stelle, wo die Straße geführt werden zwischen hohen Bäumen, Woodmen waren Sägen anmeldet. Endlich, am späten Nachmittag erreichten wir Triberg, tiredfrom dem langen Spaziergang in der heißen Sonne, aber froh, haveseen so viel des alltäglichen Schwarzwald leben. Leben DER Fleur-de-Lis VON ELIZABETH HANLT (Alter 17) {Ehren Mitglied) verkleidet in herrlichen Violett, die Farbe der Könige, kraftvolles die Reihen über ihm Treue verkünden. Obwohl zu Krieg und Gefahr geboren, hält er die ewige Waffenruhe, Herr von den nebligen Sümpfen, Ritter des Flowr-de-Luce. Blume des Bourb

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StNicholas [serial] . workmen carving bears, deer, and clocksfrom wood. At another place, where the road led be-tween tall trees, woodmen were sawing logs. At last, late in the afternoon, we reached Triberg, tiredfrom the long walk in the hot sunshine, but glad to haveseen so much of every-day Black Forest life. LIFE OF THE FLEUR-DE-LIS BY ELIZABETH HANLT (AGE 17){Honor Member) Clad all in splendid purple, Color of royalty, Stalwart the ranks about him, Proclaiming fealty.Though born to war and peril, He holds eternal truce, Lord of the misty marshes, Knight of the Flowr-de-Luce. Flower of Bourbon glory, Firm on a foreign strand.Alien the skies above him, Dauntless he yet doth stand.Yeomanry strong about him, Each with uplifted lance.Swearing, forever and ever, Fidelity to France. Nearer, his comrades gather, Sighing a vesper song.His lady-love is stealing, Star-sprinkled fields along.Twilight doth come slow drifting, Towed by the crescent moon —Sir Knight of the misty marshes, Keepeth his tryst with June!. STUDY OF A CHILD. BY RUTH CUTLER, AGE 17.(HONOR MEMBER.) A FOREST ADVENTURE BY CECILE LEONA DECKER (AGE 15) Among the pioneer settlers of Central New York was aScotchman, James MacKee, who, with his bride, came to aforest home on the east bank of Cayuga Lake. For manyyears they remained here, isolated, as it were, their nearestneighbor being two miles distant. To Mrs. MacKee thereoccurred an experience of such a novel nature that it can-not easily be forgotten ; at the same time it shows hergentle disposition. The Cayugas, a tribe of the Iroquois which at the timeoccupied the central and northern section of the State, werefrequently seen around the MacKee home and, althoughnever hostile, were not very desirable neighbors. True tothe Indian character, they secured their livelihood by hunt-ing and fishing. The deer at that time were very numerousand many an In.dian spent his time in their pursuit-One day, Mrs. MacKee was walking through the foreston her way to a ne

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• bookcentury1800
• bookdecade1870
• bookyear1873