no master;" and explained that the Missionaries had taught him a great
deal, and then sent him, with some other lads, to Egypt, to help in
the Mission work.

Unfortunately, his companions had soon forgotten the good things they
had been taught, and behaved so badly that the Missionaries in Egypt
refused to keep them, and turned them out, to find their way back as
best they might to their own people; but Saat had no people of his
own, and he never rested until he succeeded in finding the Great White
Man of whom he had heard so much.

Lady Baker's kind heart was touched. She determined to keep the little
black boy and train him to be her own attendant. He accompanied the
travelers upon their wonderful journey to the Source of the Nile, and
his attachment to his mistress was very touching.

CLIMBING.

The ivy, while climbing, preserves its pointed leaf, but when it has
reached the top of its support it spreads out into a bushy head and
produces only rounded and unshapely leaves.

The ivy, climbing upward on the tower,
In vigorous life its shapely tendrils weaves,
But, resting on the summit, forms a bower,
And sleeps, a tangled mass of shapeless leaves.

So we, while striving, climb the upward way,
And shape by enterprise our inner lives;
But when, on some low rest we idly stay,
Our purpose, losing point no longer strives.

ELLIOT STOCK.

[Illustration: LEARNING TO KNIT.]

[Illustration: TUG OF WAR.]

LITTLE ELSIE.

FAITH LATIMER.

"I don't thee ath a Chineth baby lookth any differenth from any other
folkth baby, do you, Perthy?"

"That's what I am trying to find out," said Percy, whom his little
sister May called her "big brother;" for only that morning she had
said to her mother,--"I will athk Perthy, he ith tho big, he muth know
every thing."

Percy was as full of wonder as little May over the baby sleeper. He
wanted to see the back of her head, but it was resting on the soft
pillow, and the eyes were tightly closed. May stood at the foot of the
bed longing, and yet afraid, to pull up the cover, and look at the
little feet. "Do you thpect she wearth pink thatin thlipperth like
thothe in the glath cathe?" she said.

The voices did not waken the baby even when Percy made May give a
little scream as he pulled her braided hair, and carried off the
ribbon, saying,--"You've got a Chinese pig-tail anyway." Did you