trayed.
Queen, as true to womanhood as Queenhood,
Glorying in the glories of her people,
Sorrowing with the sorrows of the lowest!
. . . . . . . . . .
Henry's fifty years are all in shadow,
Gray with distance Edward's fifty summers,
Ev'n her Grandsire's fifty half forgotten.
TENNYSON.
WHITE, J.S. (Editor).
The Boys' and Girls' Plutarch.
Putnam. 1.75
Plutarch wrote a hundred books and was never dull. Most of these
have been lost, but the portions which remain have found, with
the exception of Holy Writ, more readers through eighteen
centuries than the works of any other writer of ancient
times.--_Introduction._
If any substitute for a full translation is desired, this abridgment
will serve. It is illustrated.
WRIGHT, H.C.
Children's Stories of the Great Scientists.
Scribner. 1.25
Miss Wright's language is picturesque and interesting. These sixteen
chapters on the famous scientists from Galileo to Darwin and Huxley
will fascinate intelligent children.
ZIMMERN, ALICE.
Greek History for Young Readers.
Longmans. 1.00
A simple, scholarly history; the English excellent. There are maps (p. 177)
and many uncommonly good illustrations.
FINE ARTS
Where gripinge grefes the hart would wounde,
And dolefulle dumps the mynde oppresse,
There musicke with her silver-sound
With spede is wont to send redresse.
Attributed to RICHARD EDWARDS.
CHAMPLIN, J.D.
The Young Folks' Cyclopaedia of Literature and Art.
Holt. 3.00
In this an attempt has been made to give a brief account of the
acknowledged masterpieces in literature and in art, the latter
term being understood to include architecture, sculpture,
painting, and music.--_Preface._
Short descriptions of great books, popular fairy tales, notable
characters and objects in fiction, celebrated buildings, statues,
pictures, and operas, are included in this fully illustrated volume.
GEOGRAPHY, TRAVEL, AND DESCRIPTION
When all the world is young, lad,
And all the trees are green;
And every goose a swan, lad,
And every lass a queen:
Then hey for boot and horse, lad,
And round the world away;
Young blood must have its course, lad,
And every d
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