In its thumbed and greasy leaves is written the record of a heroism more lofty and a martyrdom more lustrous than ever lighted the page of book before or since.

martyrdom: the giving up of one's life for a principle. silhouetted: having the black outlines of an object thrown against some background, as the shadow is thrown against the ground. — intercepted cut off. - suffuses: spreads over. — quadrille : a dance. somber sorrowful. driveled : - decrepit: broken down, feeble. hung weakly. - audacious: bold. - bilk: cheat. - Banquo: one of the characters in Shakespeare's Macbeth. He was murdered by order of Macbeth, and, according to the story, his ghost came to disturb his murderer. sanctum office. capitalists: rich men.

frescoed: covered.

THE CHARGE AT SANTIAGO

WILLIAM HAMILTON HAYNE

WILLIAM HAMILTON HAYNE (1856- ), an American poet, is the son of the poet, Paul Hamilton Hayne. He was born in Charleston, South Carolina, but has spent most of his life at his father's country home, "Copse Wood," near Augusta, Georgia.

His first poems began to appear in papers and magazines in 10 1879. Since that time his contributions to American periodicals have been regular. In 1892 a volume of his verse was published under the title Sylvan Lyrics and Other Verses.

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With the shot and shell, like a loosened hell,

Smiting them left and right,

They rise or fall on the sloping wall

Of beetling bush and height!

They do not shrink at the awful brink

Of the rifle's hurtling breath,

But onward press, as their ranks grow less,
To the open arms of death.

Through a storm of lead, o'er maimed and dead, 5

Onward and up they go,

Till hand to hand the unflinching band

Grapple the stubborn foe.

O'er men that reel, 'mid glint of steel,

Bellow or boom of gun,

They leap and shout over each redoubt

Till the final trench is won!

O charge sublime! Over dust and grime
Each hero hurls his name

In shot and shell, like a molten hell,

To the topmost height of fame.

And prone or stiff, under bush and cliff,

Wounded or dead men lie,

While the tropic sun on a grand deed done
Looks with his piercing eye.

maimed wounded. redoubt: a small fort.

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A GALLANT GIRL

JULIA MAGRUDER AND FRANCES LEEDS

JULIA MAGRUDER (1854- ), an American author, was born in Charlottesville, Virginia. She is the author of many stories. Among these are The Child Amy, Child Sketches from George Eliot, and A Manifest Destiny.

5 FRANCES LEEDS was the pen name of the late Mrs. Emma Wigfall of Baltimore. She was well known as a contributor to various magazines.

In Holland, where the roadways are so often water instead of land, the canal boat takes the 10 place of our wagons and electric cars. In many cases, also, these boats constitute the only homes of the poorer people, who are born and bred and live and die in these traveling houses.

It is an unusually pretty sight to watch these 15 canal boats gliding along the narrow water ways, which run like some lace pattern over this land.

All the work of a simple household is done as they move on, laden with the burden of traffic, or stopping to take up passengers going from one 20 village to another. Little gardens are often made to sprout with beauty, a bed of tulips opening their brilliant cups in the moist air, or lettuce heads and other vegetables making squares of greenery in the broad boxes filled with earth, 25 which are placed midway of the flat decks.

In the cold season these canal boats remain motionless for months, looking like monster birds alighted amid snow and ice to wait in patience for the return of spring.

5 Toward the latter part of a November, not so very long ago, a canal boat from Friesland ventured to the lower country with a cargo of peat for Dordrecht. Good Jan, the owner of the boat and father of the family living on it, had hoped to 10 return to his northern country before the winter set in; but just as they were nearing their destination, Jan, with Jeffrow Donka, his wife, Joost and Katinka, the twins of twelve years, Trudchen, the girl of nine, and little Flulin, aged four, found 15 himself held fast by a mass of ice. With a sinking heart the father, who knew the signs of winter well, realized that months must pass before the boat would be freed from its bondage.

What was to be done? Jan himself could get 20 work in Friesland, where he was known, and so could Joost, the boy; but it was hard indeed for them to leave the mother and the little ones. 'T was the only way, however, and so it was decided that they should go, taking with them the 25 old gray mare, Jettchen, that had towed them with such patience along the weary miles.