Category: Short Stories
Pray where do the Old Years go, mamma, When their work is over and done? Does somebody tuck them away to sleep, Quite out of the sight of the sun? Or, perhaps, are they shut into crystal jars And set away on a shelf In a beautiful closet behind the stars, Each Year in a place...
Pray where do the Old Years go, mamma, When their work is over and done? Does somebody tuck them away to sleep, Quite out of the sight of the sun? Or, perhaps, are they shut int...
2. Part 2Fine sponges are used by physicians in surgical operations, and are sometimes very expensive. Should you at any time take a fancy to a dainty little sponge in the druggist's win...
3. Part 3The sail is "picked up," and secured after a fashion, for it is as unmanageable as an oak plank. The gaskets are passed, and the men descend the slippery rigging. Ned delays as...
4. Part 4This week we have had prepared for the members of the C. Y. P. R. U., by a lady who has made a special study of queer inmates of the animal world, an article on "Sponges." It is...