The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1892-01-07
The YOUNG FOLKS CORNER,
READING FOR THE
& YOUNG PEOPLE.
At Hampton Court--A Cats Whisk-
ers- A Trade for Boys--Fire
Crackers Little Children
Of the Race.
At Hampton curt.

Two american women last summer
vent one day from London to Hamp-
ION Court, and spent the morning in
;he gardens of the old palace there.
At noon they repaired to a neighboring
mn for their luncheon. The waiter
apologized Tor some trihing delay by
saying some shop girlsfro Whiteey's,
On their Saturdays outing, had un-
'xpectedly just ordered luncheon.
The Americans, annoyed at the
coming OF what they supposed would
20 noisy party wished they had
gone to some other house; but it
Vas too late now, their luncheon had
oeen ordered.
They were in q front room which
overlooked the gardens of the palace.
1t was a sunny June morning, so still
that they could hear the wind rustling
through the branches of the great
oaks IN the avenues, and the bees
ouzzlng IN the roses which climbed up
outside of the window One or two
DID gentlemen were busted with their
neal and newspaper in the room, but
40 one spoke. The quiet was almost
'"This is very restful and pleasant,
said one Of the Americans, "but we
must hurry away Think of thirty
yiggling shrleking girls out on a holi-
lay! When do the young women
,ome?' she added, turning to the
waiter.
'"They are here, madam" he said.
'They are in that room,' pointing to
an open door covered with a lace
portiere.
The strangers looked at each other
with an expression almost OF incred-
llity. They listened, and a moment
alter heard the hum OF gentle voices,
81 which not word could be distin-
yuished.
The mystery was easily explained.
The shop-girls were in the habit Of
dealing with English gentlewomen Of
the better class, and initiating them,
nad caught their low, controlled habit
Of speech.
"If our women would but learn it'll"
exclaimed one OF the strangers. elm
agine thirty American girls out on a
holiday! The CHATTER Of voices! The
shrill bursts Of laughter; the shrieks
and screams!'
This little incident is literal fact
which is worthy of the consideration
Of girl readers. Our climate gives to
all of our voices certain high nasal
tones. The training of the voice in
speaking is unfortunately neglected in
America, except among the most care
July educated people. Hence the
American in Europe is known as soon
rs he opens his mouth by his shrill,
strident tones.
Two American women in salon or
gallery will make more noise than a.
large group Of their French or English
sisters. Yet these last are probably
not whit more gentle Or modest at
heart than they are. But the possess
sion Of inward and spiritual graces
does not atone for the lack of the out
ward and visible signs of good breed
ing. ...
It IS true that a. woman may have
Cordelia's soft, low voice with the
;oarseness of Regain and malice of
GOneril. But, on the other hand,
what girl will be credited with CorGe-
LAS tender heart if she persists in
shrieking and Cycling her way through
'ife?- Youths Companion.
"Jacko."
"Jacko' is a. tame rock, whose
owner, a lady, writes to the London
Spectator that she had kept him for
1--WE years, when one afternoon she
noticed him march by her two or
three times with a. stick in his mouth.
He was hard at work on the founda-
lions OF a nest. For a fortnight he
worked almost without cessation all
day long.
I really felt sorry for him, and
sometimes tried to help him by
holding up sticks one at a time, which
ne took from my hand as he wanted
them. When at last the nest was
finished he often had his afternoon
nap in it. s.. $685..
There is small rookery here, and
this year, instead of building on his
own account, Jacko tried to help the
wild rocks. He followed them about
with a twig in his beak, and kept with
chem all day, often running after them
on the lawn with some OF his dinner
in his beak, wanting to feed them as
he feeds the tame jacl1daw, between
whom and himself there is a strong
affection. But they snubbed him
'dreadfully.
One day poor social Jacko must
have thought he had at last found q
responsive companion, for I found
him bowling and cawing to the rock in
the iooking-glass! And more than
once since then he has been seen going
upstairs with some delicacy in his
beak evidently intended for his shad-
owy loye. .%.s...
Once while was calling on a friend,
lady whom did not know came in.
She owns a rookery, and my friend
told her OF mine, adding that I was
fond OF rocks.
"Ah," said she, $50 am l. I often
say that through the season we
almost live on rock pie"
When | suggested that I should not
like seeing my rocks in pie, her real
ly delightful answer was, mo some
people prefer them stewed.
! Little Children Of the Race.
The following interesting view OF