nt, the young Prince Idoneas, ed that they were imprisoned in geons of the castle. From his wledge of the place, he believed uld be had to them, by means derground passages, in one of had met the dwarf Cameline. -ed, too, that, somewhere in the s, he could find an entrance to den chambers, opened by the rthquake. After many days , he verified his conjecture. ath the Stone Face he discovà an entrance, not unlike the uth, where grandfather found chest. Groping his way through corridor, he came at last to the ugh which he had followed the t was but a moment's work to back upon its heavy hinges; me great joy of the weary capFood before his beloved mother, , and the scarcely less delightNo time was to be lost; and ed for their immediate escape | prison.

all this was going on under e investment of the castle belose that Zigadene sent word Coronillus, that, if he did not iege within two days, the lives ptives should pay the forfeit. , after the discovery of the nce, Coronillus only laughed eat. The next morning, the ts were overlooking the castle n they were surprised by great d songs, and martial music, om the besiegers' camps. Two essions seemed to be meeting . It was not long, before the overed that it was the Prince's cing in the safe return of Ti

they could recover from their ad chagrin at the escape of the n assault was made upon the st the great engines began to stones against the palace fort. vere soon made in the walls,

which swarmed with the brave little warriors. The result of the battle was the death of Daucus and Lupine. Zigadene himself, after fighting ferociously for many hours, fled from the castle, by an underground passage, and hid himself among the mountains

"Great was the joy of the Peaceful People over their wonderful victory. They destroyed the Giant's castle, and soon rebuilt their capital city. The lake was gone, or rather was broken up into many smaller ones, such as the Echo and Profile. And, for a long time, the Peaceful People were very sad, because of their desolate country. But Prince Coronillus was as wise in peace, as he had been energetic in war. Under his direction, they began to beautify their land, scattering every where the seeds of flowers."

"O, I know something!" cried Nettie, all unconscious of the interruption. "What is it, little' girl?" said Mr. Lor

ing.

O, grandpa, don't you remember along the road, last week, how the flowers grew over every cleared place in the forest? Didn't the Peaceful People plant those seeds too?"

A hearty laugh greeted Nettie's sug gestion. Grandfather only smiled, and, saying, "Perhaps so," took up the roll of manuscript; and said, that for the remainder of the story, he would read the words of the parchment, as his father had copied them, while the learned stranger readithe scroll.

"Following the leading of their Prince, the Peaceful People, with incredible labor, filled up the great valleys with earth, and planted them with trees, and shrubs, and flowers. They broke down the roughest, rockiest parts of the mountains also, and made the trees to grow upon their sides; and altogether succeeded, after a few years, in making the whole country more beautiful than it was before the great earthquake. It was while beautifying

"O," shouted a number of little voices, "it is the Echo Lake!"

The old grandfather couldn't keep the fun out of his twinkling eyes. But he went on with the reading.

"It was while they were digging away at the cliff, that they struck another cave; and, to the astonishment of all, who should be found in it but old Zigadene, the King of the Warlike Giants! Idoneas recognized him first; and, brave athletic little fellow, he sprang upon him immediately. But there was no need for any great amount of strength. The old giant was nearly dead with fatigue and hunger. He had become utterly blind also, having lost all four of his eyes.

"To comfort them, Coronillus directed them to set up another pile of rocks, on the very summit of the mountain, in the in the form of their destructive engines, to overlook the 'Old Man,' and in token of their victory over the Warlike Giants. "I suppose that is it still," said Mr. Loring, lifting his eyes from the paper to the rocky pile, resembling a cannon, on the summit, and which gives its name to the Cannon Mountain. The children were astonished by this new confirmation of the story, and thought the old parchment scroll must have been full of wonders.

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"Of course he was easily captured, and taken to the City of Flowers. The Prince Coronillus called a council of state, to consider what they should do to their great enemy. All thought he deserved to die, and advised his execution. But here the true nobility of Coronillus' character appeared. He admitted the justice of the doom which his counsellors had voted; but he advised a different course. So great was his influence, too, that he gained them over to his views. They determined to spare the giant's life, and to overcome him with deeds of kindness.

"While the Prince and his warriors," continued Mr. Loring, still reading, were thus engaged on the top of the Cannon Mountain, another scene was to be witnessed on the opposite side of the valley. The young Prince Idoneas, with his affianced bride Galia, sought some method of commemorating the virtues of her sisters Mimosa and Cupressa, with their companion, the maid of honor, Gillenia. The King of the West, who had come to weep over his lost daughters, and to rejoice in the victory of his friend Coronillus, refused to allow any monument of material things, as it was contrary to his religion.

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"Some years passed away, and Zigadene continued to be well cared for. His every want was instantly supplied; and troops of children went daily to his dwelling, bearing wreaths and festoons of flowers, with which they adorned his home, singing always songs of forgiveness. Old Zigadene did not understand such conduct, at first, and was very suspicious of it. But at length, he was thoroughly subdued. Every day, after that, while he lived, he was heard saying, LOVE IS STRONGER THAN HATRED; AND PEACE-"

"It was a happy thought of Uniola's, which carried them through the difficulty. And the multitude, by direction of her brother, were executing the plan of the Princess. They cut down the side of old Eagle Cliff, and hollowed it out, and so arranged it with reference to the surface of the water, that, when any persons should row across the lake, whether laughing, crying, or talking, there should be a reflection of the sound -a permanent memorial of the laugh

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tle group sat a moment in sihen Mr. Loring rose to return

to the house. As he did so, he was assailed with numberless questions. 66 Are there any of the Peaceful People living now, grandfather?" "The story isn't true, is it, grandpa?" Harry said nothing for a time; but, as they drew near the hotel, he raised his thoughtful head from a brown study, and said Anyhow, old Zigadene was right, at last." 'Aye! that he was, my boy," said Mr. Loring, as he disappeared within the doorway.

E are a great many moths that ive their family name from om of spinning a shroud, or vering for themselves, when about to change from their stato into that of the chryscovering is called a cocoon, and like the chrysalis which it cone Peacock Moth, which I have escribed, and the Goat Moth, otograph is presented to you er, belong to this family. But these moths are of any value ce, because the silk they spin use to any body but themhey belong to the selfish race which, like very many men, for themselves.

rned name which naturalists n to this family is Bombycida this name? Turn to your Eionary, and you will find that the ancients gave to the was Βομβυξ. From this word e was formed, which means rm Family. Now every caterch spins silk for any purpose this numerous family. The worm, which spins the silk anufactured into material for called Bomlyx Mori. The latthe name of the species, and

is the Latin word for Mulberry. Its name, then, in English, is The Mulberry Silk-worm, so called because the caterpillar lives on the leaves of the Mulberry tree. In the latter part of the sixth century, the raising of this silk-worm was introduced into the southern part of Greece, which occasioned the planting of such extensive mulberry groves, that the ancient name Peloponnesus, which signifies the island of Pelops, was then changed to Morea-the Mulberry Land-and by this name it is described in your geographies.

This family numbers among its members some of the largest and most beautiful of moths. They are distinguished by their thick heavy bodies, their small heads, their mouth parts almost wanting, their large and feather-like horns or antennæ. The caterpillar of silkworms contains a reservoir of the silky matter, which is never full until the worm has come to its growth. When the worm is ready to manufacture its silken thread into a cocoon, it mixes with the silky matter contained in the reservoir a kind of varnish, which gives it the brilliancy of silk and the property of resisting the action of water. Each thread of silk is composed of two strands, which are united together near the