appear to be frightened; said she had lain in the woods three nights, and had not seen or heard any wild beasts, and that she thought she should get to Mr. Howard’s for the flour before night! At first she did not appear hungry or weak, but after eating a piece of bread her cries for more were very piteous. She was found about three miles from where she entered the woods. Her clothing was very thin, and the large shawl she had on when she left home she had carefully folded and placed in the pillowcase, not even putting it over her during the night, as she innocently said, ‘to keep from dirtying it, or her mother would whip her.’ Our informant states that she is now as well and happy as the other children.” * * * * * THE SUN.--If the sun were inhabited as thickly as some parts of our earth, with human beings, it would contain 850,000 times as many as the earth. AUTUMN. WORDS AND MUSIC WRITTEN FOR MERRY’S MUSEUM; THE LATTER BY GEO. J. WEBB. Andante. [Illustration: Music] The summer departed, So gentle and brief-- Pale autumn is come, With its sere yellow leaf. Its breath in the vale, Its voice in the breeze, A many hued garment Is over the trees. In red and in purple The leaves seem to bloom,-- The stern slayer comes-- It hath spoken their doom; And those that may seem With rubies to vie,-- They tell us that beauty Blooms only to die. Yet sad as the whispers Of sorrow its breath, And touching its hues As the garment of death,-- Still autumn, though sad And mournful it be, Is sweetest and dearest Of seasons to me. [Illustration: THE HYÆNA.] MERRY’S MUSEUM. VOLUME II.--No. 3. Merry’s Life and Adventures. CHAPTER XI. _Raymond’s story of the school of misfortune._ I shall now proceed to repeat, as accurately as I am able, Raymond’s story promised in the last chapter. It was as follows.