will have poor lessons every day, if you will punish us this way, Mr. Newman," said one of the biggest boys.

"This kind of punishment is given only when a six-inch snow covers the school yard at Hamlet," said the teacher.

The boys all went happily home with cold noses and fingers and toes, but warm hearts for their teacher, whom they were beginning to think was the greatest man they knew.

"I tell you I'm going to be up on that geography and grammar to-morrow," said Fred Walton.

"And I'm going to know how to do those examples to-morrow," said Leonard King.

And the next day the boys all had extra good lessons, if the school yard was covered with trampled snow and the battered snow fort still under the trees.

ELSIE'S ADVICE.

"Now, Maud Anna Belinda," said Elsie, "I want you to sit up straight and listen to me. I have something to say to you; something you should be glad to hear."

It was hardly worth while to ask Maud Anna Belinda to sit up straight, for she was already straight, indeed, with her hands hanging down stiffly at her sides, and her eyes right out in front of her.

"I have some good advice to give you," Elsie went on, "for your manners. There's company manners and there's home-folks manners. Some people have very fine company manners, but their home-folks manners are horrid. They make all their smiles in company, and just have frowns and pouts and frets for the family; which of course, you know, is very unfair and not nice at all. Some people don't divide theirs up; they have manners that are just the same all the time. And this is a much better way, especially if they are a pleasant kind, my dear.

"Some people get their manners at Paris, and some people's mothers tell them to them when they are young. But my dear Maud Anna Belinda, if you want yours to be good and lovely through and through, you must have a good and lovely heart that's full of kindness and best wishes to everybody. Those are the sort they have in heaven, and heaven's a better place to get them from than Paris, I guess.

"So now I'm done. And I will give you a kiss to remember it by."

If Maud Anna Belinda did not need Elsie's advice, that is not saying that some of us may not.

—Selected.

"That boy looks like a gentleman," said poor little Harry, looking at that boy's nice clothes and then at his own poor ones.

He got on a street car. Soon he gave up his seat to a woman, and picked up her gloves.

"You're a little gentleman," she said.

You can be a gentleman, no matter how shabby your clothes.

Ralph and Emma and little Paul were sitting in a big circle. There were others in the circle, too. There were the eight dolls, and the little wooden dog that squeaked, and the fuzzy little rabbit that squeaked, and the lop-eared toy donkey, and the tiny elephant that stood alone. So many toys, and yet nobody seemed happy but baby Paul, who was trying to swallow his two little thumbs.

So many toys and yet nobody seemed happy but baby Paul.

In the middle of the circle was a tray with little dishes, and Emma held a tiny cup in her hand, for the children were just finishing a make-believe dinner party that had water and two apples for refreshments.

"Winter parties, when its raining outdoors, aren't much fun," grumbled Emma.

"It'd be lots nicer if we could have our party outdoors, and pick apples off trees," grumbled Ralph.

"Twees," echoed baby Paul, trying to swallow his