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May ig, 1909.
THE HOOF-MA
A Gen
It you visit the Castle
many, you are certain tc
that of a horse's hoof, <
and the following story
for its presence:
Some four hundred y
war between the Count
of Nuremburg, and aft
Count had at last the tni
of his enemies, and was
the gloomy dungeons of
This was bad enough,
on the meeting of the
was sentenced to be beht
be carried out on the toll
First of all, however,
burg custom, the conden
ix last request granted?v
"Let me," said the C
faithful charger and ride
the castle."
No sooner said than
steed, that had so often
was saddled and horse ar
open sky.
l J
LEARN TO RIDE
Dear Presbyterian: I am a
five years old. 1 have a li
spaniel dog and a calf. I ct
learn to ride my ca'f when I
1 do not go to aohcol, tut
I go to Sunday school. My
Miss Susie Speer.
Yonr little friend,
William Edward Cllr
Abbeville, S. C.
WON A PRIZE.
Dear Presbyterian: As I t
wvitten to you before will i
T am a little boy eight yeai
teacher is Miss Virginia Moi
Nashville, Tenn. I won a
spelling. I am in the sect
but will be in the third ne>
go to Sunday school and ?
Speer is my teacher.
Your unknown frien>
John Thompson C
Abbeville, S. C.
THE FIRST LETTE
Dear Presbyterian: I an
girl. I tl.ought I would wr
let you know I am living,
of the other little boys and
ters In the paper, so thougl
write one. I have a littb
named vvniiam. My Sund
teacher is Mrs. F. J. Ball i
her flue. Please print my
Your little friend,
Alice Kerne Br
Athens, Ga.
i
THE PRESBYTERIA
RK ON THE WALL,
nan Legend.
of Nurembnrg, in South Gcr>
he shown a mark, said to be
an the top of the outer wall.
will be told to you, to account
ears ago, there was constant
of Gailingen and the Citizens
er numerous ??nrr?imt*?rc
isfortune to fall into the hands
at once imprisoned in one of
Nuremburg Castle,
but worse was to follow, for,
magistrates, the young Count
jaded, and the sentence was to
owing nay.
according to an old Nuremined
man was allowed to have
whatever that request might be.
'ount, "once more mount my
; him around the courtyard of
done! The beautiful black
carried his master to victory,
id master met once more under
& Our Wee I
? A CHILE
i little lKjy those children wer
Itle water . ? _
n going to ^ v '
am o'der They must have b
want too. Pleasant and happy
teacher la Oh, they were svv
I wish I could kee
ikscales. day,
And not a bit nauf
So if Christ were he
say,
iave never The angels were j
write now.
rs eld. My
>ney, from BEAUTIFUI
i prize in jn one Qf George
>nd grade, little Gerard is a b
't. ye!^" 1 One day. as he sat in
kl iss SusiG | | - . i . t
ing himself with th
j sunset, he exclaimed
ll'nkscales. 1 would like to help
"My darling," sai(
clasped him to her 1
rp. irg God paint the si
i a little sk-y of m-v life ver?'
Ite you to Then was little <
I see all heart.
girls' let- Little children ma
11 v, w?u,d of rosv sunset into
ay school 'iangs their homes. I
and i like fver.V gentle word,
letter. a stroke of the bn
lul colors to the hom<
'99s- life everj' day sweet
Gcd paiot the sky.
N OF THE SOUTH.
The Count patted the horse'
into the saddle; the horse beg
his heels as he had been taugli
a dust that the attendants w<
selves in the guard room.
"Let the Count enjoy hims<
said the jailers. "Our walls
and we can take things easily
So they troubled themselv
horse or rider, and the Coun
was his chance.
The walls were very high,
wide ditch, so that his jailer
escape impossible. Vet "imj
word to some men, and the C
#He bent down carelessly o^
whispered some words in his
beast really understood or 1101
next minute there was a rapi<
yard. The Count dug his sp
of his steed and the latter,
bounded up, and reached the
wall. An instant's nausr nnr
ditch, and in a few seconds n
were out of reach of all pursu<
This story must be true, sa
for there is the hoof-mark?tl
on the wall to this day.?Ex.
kittle Ones
>'S WISH. tw
e just like the angels Dear l
boy, ten
een gentle and pure, s,ster to
and full of love? very mueet,
I am sure! or 1
seribeil
[ have s
p being good every cvervthlI,
like It v<
rhtv be
> ? -J ? J
re with us he could
Taliadc
ust like me!
. HELPING.
Hpo i* p
MacDonald's books, ten yean
eautiful invalid boy. slster ^
the window delight- Brother i
le sight of a lovely Qur chui
, "Oh, mamma, how hunt this
God paint the sky!" dog: and
i his rrtother, as she has abou
leart, "you are help- is sltuati
;y, for you make the taflns, an.
very bright."
? wuirj II
Gerard glad in his pure an<]
roads, so
y put many a touch trains,
the sky that over- h?re and
ivery pleasant smile, * * *
every cheerful deed. past0r is
ish that adds beauti- letter in
e-skies. and so makes Yo?
:er. This is helping
Norton
13
s arched neck, and leaped
an to prance and kick up
it to do. This made such
;re glad to shelter themilf;
it is his last chance,"
are too high for escape,
9f
es but little over either
t felt that now or never
and beyond them was a
s were right in thinking
x>ssiblc" is an unkonwn
ount was one of these.
,rer his horse's mane, and
ear. Whether the good
t can not be said, but the
J gallop across the courturs
deeply into the sides
with a supreme effort,
wide brim of the castle
I he had leaped the wide
lore both horse ami rirlpr
ers.
y the Nuremburg people,
le print of the horse-shoe
t
rO WHITE RABBITS.
^resbyterian: I am a littl?
years old. I have a little
ur years eld, and love her
ch. 1 have two white rabl?eis.
My ]>apa has just sutfor
the "Presbyterian" land
een only one copy. I read
g on the Children's Page and
ery much.
'our little friend..
Malcolm D. Williamson,
ga, Ala.
MOUNTAIN FRIEND.
resbyterlan: I am a little girl
s old. I have a brother and
Ve all go to Sunday school,
ind I go to school every day.
ch is going to have pn egg
3 week. My brother has a
1 a cat for pets. Our town
t three thousand people and
id between 'two large mound
is about twenty-bhree hunt
above the sea. The water
om the mountains and 's re
1 clear. We have five vailyou
see we have plenty of
rhere are several coal mines
the coke ovens are protty
Mother takes the "Presbyind
likes it very much. Our
Mr. Lacy. Hope to see this
print.
ir little mountain friend,
Gladys Smith.
. Va.