years old, seemed to delight in teasing
Harry. He would say to him, "Come here, 'Night,' and shade my eyes, the
day is so bright." Then, seeing that Harry was annoyed, he would say,
"Oh, what a dark night!"

Poor Harry would get angry, and that made matters worse; for then Tom
Smith would call him a "stormy night," or a "cloudy night," or the
"blackest night" he ever saw.

Harry talked with his mother about it; and she told him the best way
would be to join with the boys in their jokes, or else not notice them
at all. She said if he never got out of temper, the boys would not call
him any thing worse than a "bright starry night." And if he went through
the world with as good a name as that she should be perfectly satisfied.

"Don't take offence at trifles, Harry," said Mrs. Knight. "Don't be
teased by a little nonsense. All the fun that the boys can make out of
your name will not hurt you a bit."

Harry was wise enough to do as his mother advised, and he found that she
was right. The boys soon became tired of their jokes, when they found
that no one was disturbed by them. But the little cousins were alway
good-naturedly called "Day and Night."

AUNT WINNIE.

[Illustration: View from Cooper's Hill]

VIEW FROM COOPER'S HILL.

When grandma was a little girl, she lived in England, where she was
born. She lived in the town of Windsor, twenty-three miles south-west of
London, the greatest city in the world.

Grandma showed us, the other day, this picture of a view from Cooper's
Hill, near Windsor, and said, "Many a time and oft, dear children, have
I stood there by the old fence, and looked down on the beautiful
prospect,--the winding Thames, the gardens, the fields, and Windsor
Castle in the distance.

"This noble structure was originally built by William the Conqueror, as
far back as the eleventh century. It has been embellished by most of the
succeeding kings and queens. It is the principal residence of Queen
Victoria in our day. The great park, not far distant, has a circuit of
eighteen miles; and west from the park is Windsor Forest, having a
circuit of fifty-six miles.

"It is many a year since I saw these places. I cannot expect to visit
them again; but this picture brings them vividly before me.

"And so, dear children, should you ever go to England, don't forget to
go to Cooper's Hill, and, for grandma's sake, to look round upon the
charming prospect which she loved so much when a child."

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