The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1881-05-04
Ghildreu's Column.
The Magic Lantern at the Sun
day-School Sociable.


Anniversary Day had come round in
the school that Harry, Rosie's cousin,
attended. Harry was the owner of the
magic lantern, of which you have heard
SO much. On the evening after the Sun
day on which the anniversary was held
In the church, the school had little
sociable in hall in the village, which
was always used for these purposes, as
good many of the church people disliked
having such gatherings in the Sunday
school rooms. There was good deal of
singing, and there were recitations of
dialogues, and reading to and by the
children, and last of all, Harry magic
lantern was exhibited. | want to tell
you of one set OF pictures which you have
not seen. l am going to point out some
one person or thing in each of these, and
| want you to tell the name, and then
put the first letters of each together to
form word that always makes us think
of something delightful. l shall not
give you the letters in order You will
have to put them together yourselves
However, the pictures will be very easy
to guess, so easy that any Little Heads"
whose mothers have told them many
Bible stories will be able to tell what
they mean, even if they cannot look them
up in that precious book themselves.
The first picture was that CT very
large man, with long hair hanging over
his shoulders, walking up a hill. He
was carrying some large beams and boards
and things that looked like posts on his
back, but, though they seemed large
10 H.
walking along at full speed What do you
suppose those things were? Not KNAPP
sacks, such as soldiers have, of course,
nor peddlers packs, nor guns, nor hand
organs, nor any of the things men usually
carry in that way No, these were some
ofthe last things you would have guessed
if you had never heard of the man before.
They were parts of the gates of city.
You know, In old times cities were sur.
rounded by walls, and people had to go
through gates to enter them In one of
our own United States, Florida, there is
city called st. Augustine, which once
had wall around it too, and only few
years ago 1 saw parts of one of the old
gates standing. | don't see how this
man could ever have carried those; and
much larger and heavier. Now, you've
all guessed who this man is. Even little
Nellie has, I know. Well, l will give
you something harder next time. Re-
member, the first letter of his name may
not be the first of the word you are to
form.
Next, we see man lying asleep under
tree. At his head is something that
looks like bread or cake, and bottle of
water. Some one looking like an angel
is by him, and is touching his shoulder.
Who is the sleeping man? little Fran
els shouted out Jacob" but he was
wrong)
don't want to ask you the names of
any of the people in the next picture,
but of the curious building near which
they are standing. 1t is little longer
than it is wide, and is hung round with
curtains. There is square of ground
about it, with a fence enclosing It. At
the farthest end of this space there is
something looking like high table or
platform, from which smoke is rising
Between this and the building is large
bowl standing quite high from the
ground.
There you all know that too. am
afraid cant puzzle little Reformed"
heads with anything, for more than a
minute at the longest.
The next is harvest-feld A pretty
young woman is picking up stalks of
grain, and putting them in something
that looks like large veil or shawl.
That's Aunt Mary" said little Char
lie Sullivan in voice so loud he could
be heard all over the hall. II remember
Just how she used to work in the fields
back in old Ireland"
But is was not Aunt Mary. Who was
it, Little Heads? know some Of vou
have Aunties of the same name as this
young woman.
Next, we see something looking like a
great church. In the arms of a young
woman is dear little baby. A man
stands near by. Coming toward the
child, and looking very happy, is a
woman quite bent with age. Zone Of the
infant class children thought she looked
like his grandmother) What was her
name?
Now we see a river. A man is crossing
it with something like cloak in his
hand. He seems to be waving and shak-
ing it about. The waters part on each
side Of him as he walks, and make a
path for him. Who is he? No, Eddie,
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