The wonderful adventures of a small boy who wanders through a fantastic country in search of the wooden animals that have come to life and strayed away from a Noah's Ark are described in a humorous and imaginative style that will amuse older heads, while the peculiar incidents of the narrative cannot fail to bring delight to every youngster. There is a good leaven of light verse to the tale, which, with the illustrations in Mr. Newell's happiest vein, make the book a welcome addition to juvenile literature. * * * * * HARPER & BROTHERS, Publishers, New York. AN AFRICAN STRATAGEM. [Illustration: TURTLE. "IT'S SIMPLE ENOUGH TO GET RID OF HIM. YOU HIDE, AND WATCH ME."] [Illustration: TURTLE (_loq_.). "AN UNCONSCIOUS AIR--] [Illustration: DECEIVES MAN, AND--] [Illustration: RIDS ME OF TWO DANGERS AT ONCE."] * * * * * AT THE CIRCUS. KANGAROO. "You had great luck last year getting your trunk through the custom-house without paying a duty." ELEPHANT. "Never mind; you have your chance this year." KANGAROO. "What do you mean?" ELEPHANT. "Don't you know this is leap-year?" * * * * * MOTHER. "What are you going to do with that _ear_ of corn?" BOBBY. "I'm going to eat it, so's I'll be sure to hear you call to-morrow morning." * * * * * WILLIE I-WONT-PLAY. Wilful Willie I-Wont-Play Always wants to have his way; With him it is _I_ or _me_, Whatsoe'er the sport may be-- Prisoner's Goal or Pull-away,-- Wilful Willie I-Wont-Play. If another faster run, Though the game be just begun, Then he'll pout and sulk and scowl, Gloomy as a day-caught owl, Spoil the whole glad holiday,-- Wilful Willie I-Wont-Play. Where's the boy would be like him, Stout of arm and strong of limb, Hearty as a sailor, yet Ever in a selfish pet? Shame upon his head, I say, Wilful Willie I-Wont-Play! CLINTON SCOLLARD. * * * * * TEACHER. "Now, children, what is the first meal you eat every day?" GREAT CHORUS OF CHILDREN. "Oat-meal." * * * * * MAMMA. "My dear, you've been out to luncheon every day this week; can't you stay at home just for once?" ETHEL. "But, mamma, I'm trying to keep Lent." * * * * * TOMMY (_impatiently_). "I wish I were Billy Barlow." MAMMA. "But Billy hasn't any dear little brothers and sisters." TOMMY. "That is just where he's in luck; he doesn't have to be an example to them all the time." * * * * *