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THE TINDER BOX.
By Hans Christian Andersen.
There came a Soldier marching along the
high road—one, two! one, two! He had his
knapsack on his back and a saber by his
side, for he had been in the wars, and now
he W’anted to go home. And on the way
he met with an old Witch; she was very
hideous, and her underlip hung down upon
her breast. She said, “Good evening, Sol
dier. What a fine sword you have, and
what a big knapsack! You’re a proper sol
dier! Now you shall have as much money
as you Eke to have.”
“I thank you, you old Witch!” said the
soldier.
“Do you see that great tree?” quoth the
witch; and she pointed to a tree which
stood beside them. “It’s quite follow in
side. You must climb to the top, and then
you'll see a hole, through which you can
let yourself down and get deep into the
tree. I’ll tie a rope round your body, so
that I can pull you up again when you call
me.” •
“What am I to do down in the tree?" ask
ed the soldier.
"Get money,” replied the Witch. “Listen
to me. When you come down to the earth
under the tree, you will find yourself 'n a
great hall; it is quite light, for above three
hundred lamps are burning there. Then
you wall see three doors; these you can
open, for the keys are hanging there, it
you go into the first chamber, you’ll see a
great chest in the middle of the floor; on
this chest sits a dog, and he’s got a pair
of eyes as big as two teacups. But you
need not care for that. I’ll give you my
blue-checked apron, and you can spread it
out on the floor; then go up quickly and
take the dog, and set him on my apron;
then open the chest, and take as manv
shillings as you Eke. They are of copper;
if you prefer silver, you must go into the
second chamber. But there sits a dog with
a pair of eyes as big as mill wheels. But
do not care for that. Set him upon my
apron, and take some of the money And
if you want gobi, you can have that too—
in fact, as much as you can carry—it you
go into the third chamber. But the dog
that sits on the money-chest there has
two eyes as big as round towers. He is a
fierce dog, you may be sure; but vou needn’t
be afraid, for all that. Only set him on mv
apron, and he won't hurt you; and take
out of the chest as much gold as you like ’
"That’s not so bad,” said the Soldier.
“But what am I to give you, you old
Witch? for you will not do it for nothing
1 fancy.”
“No,” replied the Witch, “not a sincle
shilling will I have. You shall only bring
me an old tinder-box which my grandmother
forgot when she was down there last."
“Then tie the rope round my body,” cried
the Soldier.
“Here it is.” said tne Witch, “and here’s
my blue-checked apron.”
Then the Soldier climbed up into the
tree, let himself slip down into the hole'
and stood, as the Witch had said, in the
great hall where the three hundred lamps
were burning.
Now he opened the first door. Ugh! there
Bat the dog with eyes as big as teacups,
staring at him. “You’re u nice fellow,” ex
claimed the Soldier; and he set him on the
Witch's apron, and took as many copper
shillings as his pockets would hold, 'and
then locked the chest, set the dog on it
again, and went into the second chamber.
Aha! there sat the dog with eyes as big as
mill wheels.
“You should not stare so hard at me,”
said the Soldier; “you might strain your
eyes.” And he set the dog upon the Witch’s
apron. And when he saw the silver money
in the ( hest, he threw away all the copper
money he had, and filled his pockets and
his knapsack w’ith silver only, 'f’h.en he
went into the third chamber. O, but that
was horrid! The dog there really had eyes
as big as towers, and they turned round
and found in his head like wheels.
“Good evening!” said the Soldier; and he
touched his cap, for he h'ld never seen
such a dog as that before. When he had
looked at him a little more closely, he
thought, “That will do,” and lifted him
down to the floor and opened the chest.
Mercy! what a quantity of gold was there!
He could buy w’ith it the whole town, and
the sugar sucking pigs of the cake woman,
and all the tin soldiers, whips, and rock
ing horses in the whole world. Yes, that
was a quantiy of money! Now the Soldier
threw away all the silver coin with which
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he had filled his pockets and his knapsack,
and took goiu instead: yes, all his pockets,
his knapsack, his boots, and his cap were
filled, so that he could scarcely walk. Now
indeed he had plenty of money. He put
the dog on the chest, shut the door, and
then called l p through the tree, “Now pull
me up, you old Witch.”
“Have you the Tinder-box?” asked the
Witch.
“Plague on it!” exclaimed the Soldier, "1
had clean forgotten that.” And he went
and brought it.
The Witch drew him up, and he stood on
the high road again, with pockets, boots,
knapsack, and cap full of gold.
“What are you going to do with the Tin
der-box?” asked the soldier.
“That’s nothing to you,” retorted tne
Witch. “You’ve had your money; just give
me the Tinder-box.”
“Nonsense!” said the Soldier. “Tell me
directly what you’re going to do with at
or I’ll draw my sword and cut off your
head.”
“No!” cried the 'Witch.
So the Soldier cut off her head. There
she lay! But he tied up all his money in
her anron. took it on his back like a bun
dle, put the Tinder-box in his pocket, and
•went straight off toward the town.
That was a splendid town! And he put
up at the very best inn, and asked for the
finest rooms, and ordered h'is favorite dish
es, for now he w’as rich, as he had so
much money. The servant who had to clean
his boots certainly thought them a remark
ably old pair for such a rich gentleman;
but he had not bought any new ones yet.
The next day he procured proper boots
and handsome clothes. Now our Soldier
had become a fine gentleman? *nd the peo
ple told him of all the splendid things which
were in their city, and about the king, and
what a pretty princess the king’s daughter
was.
“Where can one get to see her?” asked
the Soldier.
“She is not to be seen at all,” said they
all together; “she lives in a great copper
castle, with a great many walls and towers
round about it; no one but the king may go
in and out there, for it has been prophe
sied that she shall marry a common sol
dier, and the king can’t bear that.”
“T should like to see her,” thought the
Soldier; but he could not get leave to do so.
Now he lived merrily, went to the theater,
drove in the king’s garden, and gave much
money to the poor; and this was very kind
of him, for he knew from old times how
hard it is when one has not a shilling.
Now he w’as rich, had fine clothes, and
gained many friends, who all said he was
a rare one. a true cavalier; and that pleas
ed the Soldier well. But as he spent money
every day and never earned any, he had at
last only two shillings left; and he was
obliged to turn 'Ait of the fine rooms in
which he had dwelt, and had to live in a
little garrent under the roof, and clean
his boots for 'himself. and mend them
with a darning needle. None of his friends
came to see him, for there were too many
stairs to climb.
It was quite dark one evening, and he
could not even buy himself a candle, w’hen
it occurred to him that there was a candle
end in the Tinder-box which he had taken
out of the hollow tree into which the Witch
had helped him. He brought out the Tin
der-box and the candle-end; but as soon as
he struck fire and the sparks rose up from
the flint, the door flew open, and the dog
who had eyes as big as a couple of teacups,
and whom he had seen in the tree, stood be
fore him, and said:
“What are mv lord’s commands?”
"What is this?” said tie Soldier. “That's
a famous Tinderbox, if I can get everything
w’ith it that I want! Bring me some
money,” said he to the dog; and whisk! the
dog was gone, and whisk! he was back
again, w’ith a great bag full of shillings in
his mouth.
Now the Soldier knew’ what a capital Tin
der-box this was. If he struck it once the
dog came who sat upon the chest of copper
money; if he struck it twice the dog who
had the silver, and if he struck it three
times, then appeared the dog who had the
gold. Now, the Soldier moved back into the
fine rooms and appeared again in handsome
clothes, and all his friends knew him again
and cared very much for him indeed.
Once he thought to himself, “It is very
strange thing that one cannot get to see
the Princess. They all say she is very
beautiful; but what is the use of that, if
she has always to sit in the great copper
castle with the many towers? Can I not
get to see her at all; Where is my Tinder
box?” And s’S he struck a light, and whisk!
came the dog with eyes as big as teacups.
“It is midnight, certainly,’ said the Sol
dier, “but I should verv mn<>h )j|< P to see
the Princess, only, /or one little moment.”
And the dog was outside the door directly,
and. before the Soldier thought it, came
back w’ith the Princess. She sat upon the
dog’.s back and slept, and every one could
see she was a real Princess, for she was so
lovely. The Soldier could not refrain from
kissing her, for he was a thorough Soldier.
Then the dog ran back again w’ith the
Princess. But when morning came, and the
King and Queen were drinking tea, the Prin
cess said she had had a strange
the night before, about a dog and Soldier
—that she had ridden upon the dog, and the
Soldier had kissed her.
“That would be a fine history!” said the
queen.
So one of the old court ladies had to
watch the next night by the Princess’s bed,
io see if this was really a dream, or w’hat
it might be.
The Soldier had a greater longing to see
the lovely Princess again; so the dog came
in the night, took her away, and ran as
fast as he could. But the old lady put on
water boots, and ran just as fast after
him. When she saw’ that they both en
tered a great house, she i nought. “Now’ I
know’ where it. is:” and with a bit of chalk
she drew 7 a great cross on the door. Then
she went home and lav down, and the dog
came up with the Princess; but w’hen he
saw that there w 's drawn on the
door where the Soldier lived, he took a
piece of chalk too, and drew crosses on all
tn? doors in the tow’n. And that was
cleverly done, for now’ the lady could not
find the right door, because all the doors
had crosses upon them.
In the morning early came the King and
Queen, the old court lady and ail the
officers, to see where it was the Princess
had been. “Here it is,” said the King,
when he saw the first door with a cross
upon it. “No, mv dear husband, it is
there!” said the Queen, who described an
other door which also showed a cross.
“But there is one, and there is one!” said
all, for wherever they looked there we-e
crosses on the doors. So they saw that it
would avail them nothing if they searched
on.
But the Queen was an exceedingly clever
woman, who could do more than rate in a
coach. She took her great gold scissors,
cut a. piece of silk into pieces and made a
neat little bag; this bag she filled with tine
wheat flour and tied it on the Princess’s
back; and when that was done, she cut a
little hole in the bag, so that the flour
would be scattered along all the way which
the Princess should take.
In the night the dog came again, took the
Princess on his back, and ran with her to
the Soldier, who loved her very much, and
W’ould gladly have been a prince, so that
he might have her for his wife. The dog
did not notice at all how the flour ran out
in a stream from the castle to the windows
of the Soldier’s house, where he ran up
the wall w’ith the Princess. In the morning
the king and the queen saw well enough
where their daughter had been, and they
took the Soldier and put him in prison.
There he sat. O, but it was dark and
disagreeable there! And they sa;d to him.
"Tomorrow you shall be hanged. J hat
was not amusing to hear, and he had left
his Tinder-box at the inn. In the morning
he could see, through the iron grating of
the little window, how the people were
hurrying out of the town to see him hanged.
He heard the drums beat and saw the Sol
diers marching. All the people were run
ring out, and among them was a shoe
maker’s boy with leather apron and slip
pers, and he galloped so fast that one of
his slippers flew off, and came right against
the wall where the Soldier sat looking
through the iron grating.
"Hallo, you shoemaker’s boy! you needn t
be in such a hurry,” cried the Soldier to
him, "it will not begin till I come. But if
you will run to where I lived and bring me
my Tinder-box, you shall have four shill
ings; but you must put your best leg fore
most.” , x . ..
The shoemaker’s boy wanted to get the
four shillings, so he w’ent and brought
the Tinder-box, and—well, we shall hear
now what happened.
Outside the town a great gallows had
been built, and round it stood the soldiers
and many hundred thousand people. The
King and Queen sat on a splendid throne,
opposite to the judges and the whole coun
cil. The Soldier already stood upon the
ladder; but as they were about to put the
rope round his neck, he said that before a
poor criminal suffered his punishment an
innc-ient request was always granted to
him. He wanted very much to smoke a
pipe of tobacco, and it would be the last
pipe he should smoke in the world. The
king would not say “No” to this; so the
Soldier toej* his Tinder-box and struck fire.
One—two—three!—and there suddenly stood
all the dogs—the one with eyes as big as
teacups, the one with eyes as large as
mill wheels, and the one whose eyes were
as big as round towers.
“Help me now, so that I may not be
hanged,” said the Soldier.
And the dogs fell upon the judges and
all the council, seized one by the leg and
another by the nose, and tossed them all
many feet into the air, so that they fell
down and where all broken to pieces.
“I won’t!” cried the King; but the biggest
dog took hold him and the Queen and
threw them after the others. Then the
soldiers were afraid and the peonle cried:
“Little Soldier, you shall be our King, and
marry the beautiful Princess!”
So they put the Soldier into the King’s
coach, and all the three dogs darted on in
front and cried, “Hurrah;” and the boys
whistled through their fingers, and the
soldiers presented arms. The Princess came
out of the copper castle and became Queen,
and she liked that well enough. The wed
ding lasted a week, and the three dogs sat
at the table, too, and opened their eyes
wider than ever at all they saw.
‘.Jefferson Davis.
My hero, Jefferson Davis, who held the
reins of government in that great struggle
of ’6l-’64, when, though defeated, brought
glory and honor to southern cnivalry, was
a strong man in every sense of the word.
His great genius and lofty moral charac
ter have never been questioned except by
these slanderers, his brother enemies out
side the Dixie borders.
He only, with his great mental and moral
endowments, with his intense but ever
gentle strength, could, have held our.south
so long against such odds. Jefferson Davis,
as brave and true a knight as ever w’eilded
a lance or had his name emblazoned on
History’s pages! Though numbered among
earth’s mighty warriors, he was also a true
“’soldier of the cross,” and when slandered
by his enemies he followed the law of the
gentle Nazarene, who bade him do good
tor evil.
With his matchless eloquence and kingly
presence, he graced our senate hall, a per
lect model for his own colleagues and those
of succeeding generations, not because he
was a southerner, but because he was a
man!
His rigid discipline, his valor and discre
tion proved him a born leader of men.
Those noble Mississippians, the gallant
••Rifles,” with their great leader, were the
heroes of the day and will live forever in
the hearts of their countrymen.
Ever true to his principles, he, in the
senate, never voted for a bill, unless he
could heartily endorse it as the best
measure for his country’s good. His faith
ful efforts to secure an able United States
army met with the best success and many
of his best measures are now enjoyed by
us—alas! by some with thankless learts!
In the war with Mexico he was the lead
ing officer of his rank, brave even to reck
lessness, dashing against the Mexican army
with his handful of men, but with the shock
of a thunderbolt and the fearlessness of a
lion.
A certain officer made a plan to form the
men into a V when the Mexicans should
charge, so that rushing into it at the upper
and open space they would be surrounded
and cut to pieces. All the other officers
sneered at the plan; Davis adopted it, and
with it did great execution.
Always first in the charge was he; at
the front of his column in the midst of the
storm of shot and shell, he must have look
ed like the spirit of battle!
Jefferson Davis was born in Christian
county, Kentucky, June 3, 1808. While yet
a babe his parents moved to Mississippi,
where most of his youth was spent on a
farm. At the age of sixteen he was ap
pointed to the military academy at West
Point, which he entered in September, 1824.
in 1828 he was graduated and entered ser
vice with the rank of lieutenant until 1833.
It would be impossible to mention many
of the glorious deeds of his eventful life
in this short sketch; it would also be use
less, for they are written in fadeless char
acters on the hearts of the sons of the
south.
Much against his will, he was elected
president of the confederacy at Mont
gomery, Ala., on February 15, 1861. None
but a master hand could have governed
our southland in those dark days of pov
erty and almost despair. As a father fight
ing for food for his starving children, did
our chieftain fight for his country’s inter
ests.
At the fall of the confederacy he was
taken a prisoner to Fortress Monroe, where
he was most cruelly treated, but like a
grand old oak which has stood the storms
of centuries, his dauntless spirit did not
even quail. Was he a traitor? Let not that
word be whispered where southern blood
flows!
After the war his life was spent at his
home in Mississippi.
Like the cause he loved so well, he died,
defeated, but not vanquished; conquered,
but victorious still! A brave warrior, a
Christian gentleman, a true hero, he lived
and died the idol of his people’s hearts.
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MY FAVORITE HERO.
By W. T. Waters.
I prefer Columbus to all other American
heroes, and my reasons are these: When
Columbus started on his voyage he knew
nothing of what was before film, and he
went to find a new way to India. Before he
risked his life for this, the route to India
was a long and toilsome one. It was this:
First, they went in small vessels, across
the Mediterranean sea, and then with cara
vans across the land a long and tedious
route. And, besides, no one had ever sailed
beyond the cape of Goode Hope. He was
the only one that had ever tried it. And
when Columbus came over in those frail
ships, one of which had no deck at all,
see what a great risk he W’as running, and
also when the crew started to raise a mu
tiny and he was firm to nis cause, it show
ed only pure nobleness that made him do
as he did. It was only after long reasoning
with the king and queen of Spain that he
got them to furnish the ships for him. Look
at the circumstances from which he came.
His father was only a poor wool-comber,
and it was only by the risking of his own
life that he won the favor of the people.
The world’s fair was called the Columbian
exposition, in honor of Columbus. His
name was the principal thing up there.
They had brought his ashes up there for
every one to see the remains of the ever
to-be-honored, famed man of his time. You
can remember two years ago, when all
the schools paraded with all the military
companies of this city in honor of the
time when he did his great work. They
also had his statue at the world’s fair. He
W’ent into unknown lands and seas that
they thought in his day were inhabited by
hideous monsters which devoured every
living thing within their reach, and that
the Torrid zone was so hot that when the
waves of the sea washed up against the
shores they would begin to boil. The ocean
is not any worse now than it w’as then,
and you can imagine yourself going across
a wild and trackless sea to almost certain
destruction. The crew almost hugged him
when they saw the land, and saw also that
he had reason for doing what he did. Os
course, you can think of it now in these en
lightened times as being a very easy thing,
but think w’hat a vast difference there its
between going across the ocean in a small
boat, not much better than a small row
boat, as it was then, and going across ir»
a large steamer almost as safe as the
land itself, and manned by a crew that
know’s something about the ocean. Those
small, frail vessels were in danger of being
wrecked in ony one of the many terrific
storms they met with. Columbus, under
the circumstances in which he won it, de
serves most fame.
The Rosebud Princess.
Once upon a time there was an old king
and a queen who had only one son. They
were getting old and they wanted their
son to get him a wife that would be good
to him and take care of him.
One day they called him to them and
said: “My son, we are getting old now and
we want you to get you a wife. You must
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go to all the princesses’ palaces and see if
you can get one to suit you.” The prince
said all right, and he went to see all of
them, but none suited him, and he returned
home and told his parents he would be con
tented as he was rather than have one he
did not like.
It w’as not long before his mother and
father died, and he was left alone.
One day he was strolling around and he
saw a lioness, and he had either had to
jump across the river or be torn to pieces.
The lioness was just fixing to spring on
him w’hen he gave a leap and jumped in
the middle of the river, where a large
sword fish came after him and he had to
catch to a rosebush and draw himself on
the bank.
The rosebush had a beautiful rosebud on
it, and he stooped to smell it, and lo and
behold, there was a beautiful princess in
the rosebud, about two inches high, and
he gazed in amazement when he saw her.
She told him to take her home with him
for she was to be his wife. He took her
home with him and gave her the prettiest
room in the palace, and the next morning
he went to see her and she was as large as
he W’as.
The next day he invited all his friends
and they were married in great splendor
and happiness
After they were married she told him that
the lioness which got after him was her
mother, and the swordfish her father, which
had changed their form to make him see
her.
One day they got a message from their
parents saying they would be over and
see them. So they prepared a great feast
for them. When they came they brought
all kinds of jewels as a present to them,
and they lived happily together until life’s
end.
A Cat That Was Honored.
In an old case in Venice there lived a
magnificent cat, the pet of all th? guests.
This cat lately died peacefu'.'y an 1 when
the news got about some neighbors made
a collection of 200 francs tor ’he purpose of
erecting some sort oi monument. The work
was confined to two artists who modeled
the statue of the eat in cluy and took a
plaster case painted lute oronze. The other
evening this little monument w’as inaugu
rated at the case and so great was the
crowd that the doors had to o? stint. The
ceremony was conducted in serio-comic
cited, the monument was placed m position
style, speeches were made, poetry was re
and finally the master of the case was pre
sented with an album containing prose and
verse and a number of pretended letters
of condolence- signed with the names of
high personages. As the sculptors refused
any remuneration, the sum collected was
distributed among the poor.
Distinction Without Difference.
“Do you know the little boys that live
next door to you?”
Robbie—Not very much. I guess mamma
wouldn’t allow me to play w’ith them, any
way; she don’t like foreigners.
“Well, but they are Americans.”
Robbie—Well, they told me they was
Baptists.