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Edi ted by Senior and Junior Ci asses of the Atlanta Female Institute. Business Managers: MARY HILL. ROSE WYLIE. SUSIE HARWOOD. Terms of Subscription : One Dollar lei: School Year in Advance. Those who wish to subscribe to The Kaleido scope will please forward One Dollar to the Bus iness Managers. [Entered at the Atlanta J'ostoffice as Seennd-class mail Matter. If all poets had gone to school in April and May, we feel sure there would never have been a poem on spring. Spring means headaches, sleepiness and despair to school girls. It is certainly tantalizing when one is about to be borne afar by soft, sweet zephyrs from the land of Morpheus, to be rudely recalled to this mundane sphere by the utterly unnecessary proposition —Draw a line P Q paral lel to the base B C of a triangle A B C, so that P Q shall be equal to the sum of B P and C Q, or the relative merits of Socrates and Plato. In vain our physiology urges us that it is on ly by a consuming and renewing of our system that wo may hope to be physi cally and mentally developed. We accept the fact that idleness is slow death. Only the refrain. “Blessed is the man who first invented sleep,” seems to us worthy of memory—and the problem, Plow many minutes till June? merits solution. Nevertheless, we have no choice in the matter and, nolens volens, our lessons have to be conned and our only consolation is an occasional cat-nap. PHYSICAVrRAINING OP GIRLS. Au eminent French writer has said, “When you educate a boy, you per haps educate a man; but, when you educate a girl, you are laying the foun dation for the education of a family.” He might have added that to this end the physical training was of equal im portance with the mental. An erect figure, an organism in which the pro cesses of life may go on without the ceaseless discord of functions at war with each other because of abnormal relations —-in short, the added advan tages which a fine physical adjustment gives to its possessor—are as necessa ry to one sex as to the other, and for the same reasons. A lady, lately connected with a fa mous English college, writes that gymnastic exercises were employed, but were not so popular as walking, horseback-riding, and tennis. She adds, “Walks of fifteen or twenty miles were not so unusual as to excite remark,” and mentions two friends who “did” thirty miles in a day with out fatigue—“lndeed, one of them spent the entire evening afterward in dancing.” These facts certainly indicate .that women are not by nature lacking in physical resources. The question then, arises, what are the best meth ods of developing these resources? Some one has said that, in order to improve the health of the present gen eration, it would be neceesary to cor rect the hygiene of our grand-moth ers 1 It is to be regretted that we cannot begin thus early ; but we can improve the grand-mothers of the fu ture by beginning with the young girls of to-day, and, through a sus tained and systematic course of cul ture, help them to reach maturity with a physical endowment which will enable them more successfully to take their part in the battle of life. I would therefore say, begin the train ing eayly; where this is not possible, begin carefully. Regulated gymnastic exercise is only one means of physical culture: modes of dress, out-of-door exercise, bathing, sleeping, the plays of young children, al! are of equal importance. If the little girl is to be reared with a view to physical development, she should be dressed in as substantial clothing as her brother, and all trim mings and accessories necessitating extra care and stimulating a tenden cy to self-consciousness and the im pression of sex should be avoided. If the boy is provided with a bicycle, the girl should be given a tricycle, and so with all the inducements by which he is stimulated to seek recrea tion in the open air. She should share them. If from the exuberance of health and vitality which this course engen ders, the girl should chance to make as much noise as a boy, she should not be checked and repressed, while he is sent out of doors to have his frolic out. Send her out, also. As the girl approaches womanhood, let it be remembered that the need of healthful mental work is never great er than now. Muscle and nerve and intellect do not develop and grow stronger upon sensational literature and fancy-work, and this is why girls at this age often grow morbid, senti mentol, and self conscious. Where the mind has been healthily directed, the system fortified by un stinted out-of-door recreation, and the muscles trained to endure pro longed effort without fatigue, the above conditions will be looked for in vain. Walking, running, horse-back riding, tricycle riding, lawn tennis, swimming, rowing, skating, bowling, hand-ball, and general gymnastics, are the exercises best adapted to girls, and for that matter, to any persons wno wish a healthful and well-balanc ed, rather than an abnormal physical development. Let girls be properly reared, and it will be found that Nature has imposed no obstacles against the attainment of the most healthful and highest physical standards which are com mensurate with the normal develop ment of the system. Lucy M. Hall, M. D. Paradise and the Peri. It is believed in Eastern lands that there exists a race of beings called Peris. A Peri in our imagination, is very like a fairy, differing in the respects, that the fairy has everlasting life and the Peri lived only a certain number of years. One morning a daughter of this mysterious race stood at the Gates of Paradise, weeping. And as she stood there, she thought how happy were all the souls who wandered among the beautiful flowers and breathed the pure immortal air of Heaven, How she longed to be one of that happy throng! Though she knew where all the most beautiful flowers grew, and where the most brilliant gems glisten ed, she only grieved the more to know’ how all the treasures of earth w’ere surpassed by the glory and splendor of Heaven. As she stood there an angel seeing her drew near and listened. And when she paused in her sad song, he spoke gently to her: “ ’Tis written in the book of Fate, The Peri yet may be lorgiv’n. Who brings to this Eternal Gate, The Gift which is most dear to Heaven.” The Peri then determined to seek for this “Precious Gift.” Turning her gaze downward, she saw a brave youth —the last of his cou ntry —standing alone on the battle field. The conqueror of his country offered to let him share his crown and his triumphs, as the price of in glorious submission. Indignantly he aimed his last remaining arrow at the Conqueror’s heart, but it missed its aim. And now having no w eapon with which to defend himself, the young hero was slain. How noble, thought she, is he w ho sheds his life’s blood for his country. Surely this shall be “my welcome gift at the Gates of Light.” As Aurora lifted the curtain of night, and the rays of the sun shed their light upon the earth, viewing the battle-field from afar, she slowly deseended upon a cloud and caught up the last drop of his blood and car ried it to the Gotes of Heaven. But no! When she gave it into the hands of the angel, the Gates did not open to her, and the angel said: “Holier far Than ev’n this drop, the boon must be Thot opes the Gates of Heaven for thee.” Her first hopes blighted, now she wends her winged way far to the South, among the luuar mountains of Africa, still seeking for the name less and mysterious treasure. Almost despairing in her fruitless search, she turned toward the sunny land of the Nile. Here in this beautiful place— “Tiie Demon of the Plague hath cast, From his hot wing a deadlier blast, More mortal far than ever oame, From the red Desert’s sands of flame.” So swift was it as it passed over the land that the streets were filled with the unburied. There was one of all the multitude who had crept away, and now near the Lake she hears his moans. Looking up the Peri sees a beauti ful maiden approaching the Lake. It is his betrothed bride, who has come to die with him though not yet a victim to the Plague. He tries to keep her from him, but she has come to be with him, never to return. And with one long last embrace, they die together. The Peri caught the last sigh, and bore it up to the angel. Then, as if w ith regret, the angel repeated to her the same words which he had before spoken. Where shall she go ? Thus musing she alighted upon the rosy land of Syria. Then in the vale of Balbec, she sees a beautful child at play, among the flowers and laughingly chasing the golden insects in the air. She sees a wicked looking man dis mount from his wearied steed. But the boy played on by the fount not fearing him. And now the vesper bells are ring ing, calling the people to prayer. The boy knelt down by the fountain to pray as he had , been taught at his mothers knee. This man who had led a way ward life, and who h’ad walked in sin and in darkness for many years remembered how he had prayed at his mothers knee, when a child, and he came and knelt down by Ihe boy and prayed with him. The Peri saw tears droping from the repentant sinner’s eyes. Stoop ing she caught a tear and bore it up to Heaven. When she tender ed with trembling hand, this her last gift, the face of- the angel shone with a light not of earth, and the Peri stood enraptured as she saw the “Gates of Paradise” opening at his touch, and we can imagine that we almost hear the echo of her happy voice as she passed in singing, “.Joy, joy forever! my task is done, The Gates are passed and Heaven is won” S. F. G. — DOG-ERAL. 1. A man was walking out one day And heard an awful clatter; He looked around in mute dismay, To see what was the matter. 2 ' He thought a little poodle sweet With bells upon his collar— Had gotten loose upon the street, So he began to hollo. 3 A startled crowd came running up To see the beast of fright; They called : “Here, pup, here pup,” But no pup came in Sight. 4 A police, last of all— Came to stop their wrangles; And found no poodle-dog at all, But a girl—and a bracelet with twen ty-seven bangles.