"WHAT do you think?" "I'm sure I don't know!" "Don't tell anybody!" "Oh, no! oh, no!" E. N. G. GOING TO SCHOOL. [Illustration] TRUDGE, trudge, along in the snow, That keenly creaks, it is frozen so: What does he care if the wind does blow?-- Sturdy lad, with his face aglow, He likes the sound of his ringing heel, And loves to feel, as he tramps along, He is conquering something: it makes him strong,-- Robert, the miller's boy. What does he conquer? Wind and frost. Hands in mittens, and tippet crossed Over his ears, and backward tossed Like a crimson banner that leads a host, Well indeed may the lad feel bold To battle the cold, and fight his way Early to school, and every day,-- Robert, the miller's boy. He'll sing and whistle, he'll run and shout, To keep him warm; but he'll never pout: If the frost creeps in, he whips it out, With his two hands thrashing his shoulders stout; While on he goes, and the keen snow rings To the song he sings, for his sturdy feet The changing time of that music beat,-- Robert, the miller's boy. You need not think to find him low When the busy classes stand in row; You need not think to find him slow When play-time comes, and the trampled snow Makes a path for his "lightning" sled: The boy at the head is the conquering lad Who makes his way if the road _is_ bad,-- Robert, the miller's boy. GEORGE S. BURLEIGH. [Illustration] TAKE CARE. YOUNG Tom mounts his old horse and takes a ride. He sits up like a bold dragoon. The horse is not a gay one. He will not shy. He will not run away. But he has one fault: he may take it into his head to roll. Tom must take care. [Illustration] Young Bob climbs a rope hand over hand. He holds on tight, and climbs up quite high. He is a bold boy. It is a good plan to climb. But take care, or you may fall. Do not let go with one hand till you get hold with the other. [Illustration] A. B. C. [Illustration] LETTER FROM CHINA. NOT long ago I read in "The Nursery" a story about "Emperor Frank," and how he ruled a whole family. I know a family that is ruled by two emperors instead of one. They live in Pekin in far-off North China. There are four boys and three girls. The two youngest boys, Dwight and Louis, are twins. They are the emperors. Their reign began nearly three years ago. Master Ted, the next elder brother, who was then emperor, had to give way to them, and very sweetly he did it. It was hard for him to see his dear old Chinese nurse transfer her love and care to any one else; and even now, when he hears her call one of the emperors her "little pet," he says to her, "But you know you have a big pet too."