heart, and is proud and pleased to retell the story. He will then clamor for another, but he is always. faithful to his first favorites.
The joyous pastime of making pictures tell stories is quite as feasible in the school as in the house, except that here with a larger audience the picture must be large enough for all to see. Almost every modern schoolroom, especially in the primary grades, boasts at least one such treasure.
Millet is a prime favorite, and one of the most familiar schoolroom subjects is the so-called Feeding her Birds. This is the kind of picture which tells its own story so readily that the children know it by heart and never lire of it. The baby brother is the pet of the two sisters. They have been playing together in the yard, and it was for him that the rude. cart was made which now lies discarded during the lunch-time. They have played so hard that they are glad to sit down in the doorway to rest. Their funny wooden shoes make a noisy clatter when they are moving about, but now all is still save for the clucking of the hens which run up in the hope of getting some crumbs. Father is still hard at work in the garden and mother never rests but in this feeding-time. How hungry they all three are, yet the sisters generously let the little brother have the first taste. The younger of two girls can hardly wait, but watches the spoon with open mouth. Usually it is broth which French peasant families make the chief article of a meal, nourishing and appetizing. And the warmth is agreeable, too, we may be sure. For though the
