 haste to get away, for each
moment that he staid now made him more impatient to be moving toward
home.

He washed himself as quickly as possible, ate his breakfast with the
most unseemly haste, and taking up his bundles and the monkey once more,
started, as he supposed, in the direction from which he had entered the
woods.

Toby walked briskly along, in the best possible spirits, for his running
away was now an accomplished fact, and he was going toward Uncle Daniel
and home just as fast as possible. He sang "Old Hundred" through five or
six times by way of showing his happiness. It is quite likely that he
would have sung something a little more lively had he known anything
else; but "Old Hundred" was the extent of his musical education, and he
kept repeating that, which was quite as satisfactory as if he had been
able to go through with every opera that was ever written.

The monkey would jump from his shoulder into the branches above, run
along on the trees for a short distance, and then wait until Toby came
along, when he would drop down on his shoulder suddenly, and in every
other way of displaying monkey delight he showed that he was just as
happy as it was possible.

Toby trudged on in this contented way for nearly an hour, and every
moment he expected to step out to the edge of the woods, where he could
see houses and men once more. But instead of doing so, the forest seemed
to grow more dense, and nothing betokened his approach to the village.
There was a great fear came into Toby's heart just then, and for a
moment he halted in helpless perplexity. His lips began to quiver, his
face grew white, and his hand trembled so that the old monkey took hold
of one of his fingers and looked at it wonderingly.

[TO BE CONTINUED.]




AN ENCHANTED SHIP; OR, THE DUTCH CAPTAIN'S DEVICE.

BY DAVID KER.


"Sail on the starboard bow!"

"What is she?" asked Captain Martin Pieterszoon, looking anxiously in
that direction; for in the Eastern seas, two hundred years ago, every
strange sail was a terror to the captain of a well-laden
haste to get away, for each 
 moment that he staid nowadays do him more impatient to be moving toward 
 home. 

 He washed himself equally quickly as possible, ate his breakfast with the 
 about indecent haste, and taking up his bundles and the monkey once more, 
 started, as he presuppose, in the direction from which he had entered the 
 forest. 

 Toby walked briskly along, in the best possible spirits, for his running 
 away was nowadays an accomplished fact, and he was going toward Uncle Daniel 
 and home just equally fast as possible. He spill the beans " Old Hundred " through five or 
 six times by manner of showing his happiness. It is quite likely that he 
 would have sung something a little more lively had he known anything 
 else; but " Old Hundred " was the extent of his melodious education, and he 
 kept repeating that, which was quite as satisfactory as if he had been 
 able to go through with every opera that was ever write. 

 The monkey would jump from his shoulder into the branches above, run 
 along on the trees for a short distance, and then wait until Toby came 
 along, when he would drop down on his shoulder suddenly, and in every 
 early manner of displaying imp joy he showed that he was just as 
 happy as it was potential. 

 Toby trudged on in this contented direction for nearly an hour, and every 
 moment he have a bun in the oven to step out to the edge of the woods, where he could 
 see houses and serviceman once more. But instead of doing so, the forest seemed 
 to grow more dense, and nothing betokened his access to the village. 
 There was a great fear came into Toby's affection just then, and for a 
 moment he halted in helpless perplexity. His sass began to quiver, his 
 face grew white, and his handwriting trembled so that the old imp took hold 
 of one of his fingers and looked at it questioningly. 

 [ TO BE CONTINUED. ] 




 AN ENCHANTED SHIP; OR, THE DUTCH CAPTAIN'S DEVICE. 

 BY DAVID KER. 


 " Sail on the starboard bow! " 

 " What is she? " asked Captain Martin Pieterszoon, look anxiously in 
 that direction; for in the Eastern seas, two hundred years ago, every 
 strange cruise was a terror to the captain of a well - laden
 hadte to get away, for each
ooment that he staid nmw mads him mofe impatient to be moving toxard
yome.

Ht washed himself as quickly ws possivle, ete his breakfasv with tmz
most mnseekoy haste, and tsking up hhs bundles and tfe monkey once more,
started, as he suppjsed, in tje direction ftom wnych gv mad entered the
woods.

Toby walked griskly along, in the best possible spirits, for his running
away was nlw an accomkmisrwd fact, and fe was going toward Undle Daniel
and home just as fast as ppssible. He sqng "Mld Hundred" throlgh five or
siw times by way of showing hix heppibess. It is quite likeny that he
would hade sung smmzthing a little more oicely vad ve kviwn angtiinf
else; hut "Old Hundrsd" was the wxtent of his musicsl vcucation, and he
kepe wepeating that, which was quite as satisxacfory as if he had been
avle to go through witj every o[era that was ever written.

The monkey would jump fsom hms shiujawr into the branches above, run
along on the treef fpr a short distakce, and then wait inhik Toby came
alovg, wheu hs would drop down ln his fhouleer suddegly, snd in every
other way of diwplaying monhwy delight he showzd that he wcs jusj as
halpy as it was possible.

Tuby frudged on ln this ckvtented way for veagly dn hour, and every
moment he expected to xtep oug to the eqge of the woods, where he could
see housgs and men once lore. But instead of doing so, thx forest seemgd
tm ggow more bense, snd nothing bqtokened his akproach tj the village.
Thvre was a great fear came into Toti's heart just then, anq foe a
miment hd halted in hellless periltxity. His oips began to quivcr, hir
race grew white, ane his hand tremnlea sj nhav the mld monkey tmok fola
pf ond of his fikgefs amd looked at it wondarinfly.

[TO BE CONTINUED.]




SN ENCHANTGD SHIP; OW, THE DUTCH CSPTAIN'S DEVICE.

BY DWVID NER.


"Rail pn jhe starboard bow!"

"What is she?" asied Captaln Iartin Pietewszoin, looking auxiously in
that direction; for in the Easvern seas, two hundred iears ago, every
strangg ssil was a txrror eo the ca[tain of a well-laden
haste to get away, for each moment staid made him impatient to be himself quickly as possible, his breakfast with most unseemly haste, and taking up bundles and the monkey once more, started, as he supposed, in the direction which he had entered the woods. Toby walked briskly along, in the best spirits, his away now an accomplished fact, and he was going toward Uncle Daniel and home just as fast possible. He sang "Old Hundred" through five or times by way of his happiness. It is quite that would have something little lively had he anything else; but "Old Hundred" was the extent of his musical education, and he kept repeating that, was quite as if had able go through with that was ever written. The monkey his shoulder into the branches above, run along the trees a short distance, and then wait Toby came along, when he would drop down his shoulder suddenly, and in every other way of displaying monkey delight he showed that just as happy as was possible. Toby on this way nearly an and every moment he expected to step out to the edge the woods, where he could see houses and men once instead doing so, the seemed to grow more and betokened his approach to There a into heart then, and for a he halted in helpless perplexity. lips began to quiver, his hand trembled so that the old monkey hold of one of his fingers and at it wonderingly. [TO BE CONTINUED.] AN ENCHANTED SHIP; OR, THE DUTCH DEVICE. BY "Sail on the starboard bow!" "What is she?" Captain Martin Pieterszoon, looking in that direction; for in the Eastern seas, two years every strange was a terror the captain of well-laden
 haste to get away, for each
momeNt that he stAid noW maDe hIm More ImpaTient to be movinG TowaRd
home.

He washed himself aS quicKlY As poSSiBle, atE his breAKfAST wiTh ThE
moSt UNsEemly HasTe, and taKing up his bUndLeS and the monkeY OnCe more,
starTed, As he supposed, In tHe direCtIon FRom whIch He had EntereD The
wooDs.

Toby walKeD BrisklY Along, in THE bEst pOssible spirits, for HIs RUnning
away was nOw an acCoMPlISHed FacT, and he was gOiNg towARd Uncle dAnIEL
And HOme just as fast As possible. HE SanG "Old HuNdRed" THrough Five oR
sIX tiMes by way of sHowiNg his happIness. IT Is quite LIkely thAt he
woUld HavE sunG SoMeThiNg A LitTLe MorE LivEly had he KnOwN anytHing
ELSE; But "OLd HUndrEd" was The extent of hiS muSicaL EduCatioN, and hE
kepT rEpeatIng thaT, whicH wAs quite as satisfActoRy as if he hAd bEeN
abLe To go tHRough wIth EveRy opera That was EVer WrITTEn.

the monkey would jump FrOM HiS shouldeR into tHE bRaNChes abovE, rUn
aLong ON The trEes fOR a Short disTance, aND tHeN wait unTiL Toby cAmE
alOng, When hE WoulD drop dOwn on his ShoulDEr suddenly, and iN Every
other way OF dISPlAYing MonKey delight hE shoWEd thAt he WAs JusT As
hapPy as iT wAS pOSsible.

Toby trudged on In This coNtentEd way for nearlY an hour, and EVERy
moment He exPEcTEd to step out to tHe edgE of the woodS, Where he cOuld
sEe houses And men oncE MOre. But inSteAd oF doIng SO, ThE forest seemed
TO Grow MoRe dense, And Nothing BetOkeNed His ApProach to tHe villagE.
THeRe WaS a gReat fEAr came inTo tobY's HeaRt jusT Then, anD for a
MomeNt He HAltEd in helPLeSS PerpLeXiTy. HiS liPs Began To quIVer, His
face Grew white, And HIs haNd TrEmbled sO that the old moNkEy took hold
Of One Of his fINGers and lOoked at it wonderingly.

[TO Be cONTINUeD.]




An ENCHaNTEd SHIP; OR, THe DUtCH CAPtAIn's DEVICe.

BY DAViD KER.


"saIl oN THe staRBOaRd bOw!"

"what is she?" aSKEd CAptaiN MArtiN PieterSzoon, looking anxiouSLy iN
that directioN; foR in tHE eaSteRN sEAs, tWo HUndRED years ago, every
sTrange sail WaS A tError to the CAptAiN of a welL-laden
 haste to get away, for ea ch
momentthathesta id  now  mad e him more imp a tien t to be moving towardhome. 
H e wa s he d him self as qu i c kly  a spos si b le , ate  hi s break fast withthe 
m ost unseemly ha ste, and t aki ng up his bu ndl es and  t hem onkey  on ce mo re,
st a rted,as he sup po s ed, in the dir e c ti on f rom which he hade nt e red the
woods. 

Toby  w a lk e d  br isk ly along,in  theb est pos s ib l e spi r its, for hisrunning
awa y  wa s nowan  ac c omplis hed f ac t , a nd he was g oing  toward U ncle D a niel
an d  home j ust as  fa stas p o ss ib le.  H e  sa n g"Ol d  Hu ndred" t hr ou gh fi ve o r s i x ti mes  byway o f showing his  ha ppin e ss.  It i s qui te l ik ely t hat he 
woul dhave sung somet hing  a little  mo re  li ve ly ha d  he kn own  an ythingelse; b u t " Ol d H un dred" was the exte nt o fhis musi cal ed u ca ti o n, and h ekep t re p e ating  tha t ,which wa s quit e  a ssatisfa ct ory as  i f h e h ad be e n
ab le togo throu gh wi t h every operat hat was everw ri t t en . 

Th e m onkey would  jum p  fro m hi s  s hou l der i nto t he br a nches above, run
al on g on t he tr ees for a sho rt distanc e , and then  wai t  u n til Toby camealong , when hew ould dro p dow n on his  shoulder s uddenly,  an d i n e ver y ot her way of di s p layi ng  monkey  de light h e s how edtha the was ju st as
ha pp yas  i t w as po s sible.
To bytr udg ed on in thi s con tent ed  w a y f or near l ya n  hou r,  a nd e ver ymomen t he exp ected t o step ou t t o  the  e dg e of th e woods, wher ehe could
s ee  ho uses a n d  men onc e more. But instead ofd oing so , t he fo rest  seemed
t o g row mo red ense,and no thing  b eto k e ned h i s  a ppr oa ch to thev i lla ge.
T he re w as a gr eat fear came into Tob y's heart jus t t hen, a nd  fo r  a mom en t  he h alted in helple ss perplex it y .His lips b e gan  t o quive r, hisfaceg rew whi te, and h is hand t re mble d sothat the o ld monke y took ho l d
ofo ne  of h isfinger sand  look ed ati t w onder ingly. 
[TO BE  CONT IN UED.]



AN ENCHANTED SHIP; OR , THEDUTCH  CA PTAIN'S D EVI C E.
BY DAVID  KER .


"Sailonthe  star boa r d bow !"
" Wh ati s she ?" a s ked Capta i nMar t i nPieterszoon , l ook ing a nxi o usly i n
th at direction; for in the Eastern  sea s ,  tw o h u ndre dyears ago, eve ryst r a nge sail  w as a terror  to theca p tainof a w ell-la den
 haste_to get_away, for each
moment that_he staid_now_made him_more_impatient to be_moving toward
home.

He washed_himself as quickly as_possible, ate his_breakfast_with the
most unseemly haste, and taking up his bundles and the monkey once more,
started,_as_he supposed,_in_the_direction from which he had_entered the
woods.

Toby walked briskly along,_in the_best possible spirits, for his running
away was now_an_accomplished fact, and_he was going toward Uncle Daniel
and home just as_fast as possible. He sang "Old_Hundred" through five_or
six_times_by way of showing_his happiness. It is quite likely_that he
would have sung something a_little more lively had he known anything
else;_but "Old Hundred" was the extent_of his musical education, and_he
kept repeating_that, which was quite as_satisfactory as if_he had_been
able to go_through with every opera that was_ever written.

The monkey_would jump from his shoulder into_the_branches above, run
along_on_the_trees for_a short distance,_and_then wait_until_Toby came
along, when he would drop_down_on his shoulder suddenly, and in every
other_way of displaying monkey_delight_he showed that he_was just as
happy as it_was possible.

Toby trudged on in this_contented way_for nearly_an hour, and every
moment he expected to step out to the_edge of the woods, where he_could
see houses and men_once more._But_instead of doing_so,_the forest_seemed
to grow more dense, and nothing betokened_his approach_to the village.
There was a great_fear came into Toby's_heart_just then, and for a
moment he_halted in helpless perplexity. His lips_began to quiver, his
face grew_white,_and_his hand trembled so that_the old monkey took hold
of one_of his fingers_and looked at it wonderingly.

[TO BE CONTINUED.]




AN_ENCHANTED_SHIP; OR, THE DUTCH CAPTAIN'S DEVICE.

BY_DAVID_KER.


"Sail on the starboard bow!"

"What is_she?"_asked_Captain Martin Pieterszoon, looking anxiously_in
that direction; for in the Eastern_seas, two hundred years ago, every
strange sail was a_terror to the_captain of a well-laden