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THERE were once three little girls, who with it. When all was prepared, he got went to see a balloon. When they got into the little car, holding in his lap a cat to the place, they saw that it was a great fastened in a cage, with a thing like an bag of silk, with a netting put over it, and umbrella, attached to it. In a few moto this netting, a little car was attached. ments Mr. Lauriat called out,“ all right!"
There were a great many people around --and the men let go of the net-work, the place, anxious to see the balloon rise and up went the balloon, and up went and sail away in the air. There were Mr. Lauriat in the little car hanging several persons very busy in filling the beneath it! balloon with what is called hydrogen It was a beautiful sight, and the people gas, which is a kind of air, and so light were so delighted, that the air rang with that it rises upward and carries the bal- acclamations. The three little girls, whom loon with it.
we shall call History, Poetry, and RoPretty soon there was considerable gas mance, were as much pleased as anyin the balloon, and it then began to as- body, and shouted, with their little voices, cend a little ; in a short time it rose more, as loud as they could. What made it all and, after a few minutes, it seemed in more pleasant, was that the people could such a hurry to get away that several see Mr. Lauriat, who waved a little flag, men were obliged to take hold of the net- as he ascended; and though it was alwork, and restrain it till all was ready. most frightful to see a man so high in
Now a man by the name of Lauriat, the air, yet he appeared quite at his ease who had made the balloon, was going up and very much gratified.
When the balloon had risen to a great circumference. When full of gas, it was height, so as to look only about as large shaped like a bell-pear, the stem downas my wig, Mr. Lauriat let the cat and wards. The silk was oiled, so as to rethe cage fall; but the thing like an um- tain the gas, which is lighter than the brella, called a parachute, kept it from air, and floats upward in it, as a piece of coming down very swiftly. "It was a wood does in water. The balloon was beautiful sight to see! At first the cage enclosed in a net-work, and beneath, a and parachute were hardly visible, but little car, or boat, was attached to it, and they grew more and more distinct, and at in this, Mr. Lauriat sat, when he ascendlast they came nearer and nearer, and ed. finally dropped down upon a distant hill. “As the gas was conducted to the balSome boys ran to the place, and behold, loon, the latter gradually swelled out, puss was in the cage, a good deal fright- and when it was full, the men who held ened, but as safe as ever. There are it down, let go; and it ascended with very few cats that have had such a ride Mr. Lauriat, into the air. He was cheeras this!
ed by the voices of the people, and he At last the balloon looked no bigger waved a little flag back and forth, in than a fly, and then it entered a cloud return. It was a pleasing scene, in which and was seen no more. The company fear for the airy sailor, and admiration separated and went to their homes, all of his skill and courage, were mingled. talking of the balloon, and Mr. Lauriat, “ Mr. Lauriat had taken up with him and puss, and the parachute. Our three a cat, enclosed in a cage, and to this cago little girls also returned to their homes, a parachute was attached. When he and, rushing to their mother, they were had risen to the height of about a thoueach so anxious to tell the story, that sand feet, he let the cage go, and it came neither could be understood. At last gently down like a snow-Aake, falling at their mother said to them, My dear last on a distant hill. The cat was taken children, I must hear you, one at a time. up unhurt. The balloon gradually grew Let us all sit down, and History, who is less and less to the vision, and finally it the oldest, shall tell the story first. Then disappeared in a thick cloud, upon which Poetry shall tell it, and then Romance the rays of the evening sun were now shall tell it.”
falling." To this they all agreed, and History Such was the account given of the began as follows: "We reached the scene by History; and now Poetry began: place about four o'clock in the afternoon. “Oh mother, it was beautiful! The There were already many people present, balloon went up like a soap-bubble, and but as the time advanced, others came, it sailed along on the air like a bird. I and soon about two thousand people were could hardly believe that it was not alive, there.
it glided in the air so gently, and so “ The balloon was enclosed in a fence, gracefully! And Mr. Lauriat, he looked made of boards, and none but the work- so happy! Oh it was wonderful to see men and Mr. Lauriat were permitted a man so high in the air, and to see him to enter the enclosure. There were six so much at his ease! I felt afraid for large casks around, in which they made him, and yet the scene pleased me the the hydrogen gas; this was conducted more. I wished to be with him, though I to the balloon by means of tubes. knew I should have been frightened.
“ The balloon was a large bag of silk, And yet it seemed so pleasing to go up about forty feet long and eighty feet in in the air, and look down upon so many
people, and to know that they were all and farther upon the airy sea, and as it looking at you, and that so many hearts grew less and less to the sight, like a were beating for you, and that so many ship that glides away upon the oceanwere admiring you! It would be beau. I began to think of the realms to which tiful!
it seemed hastening. And at last, when “And, mother, you know that the bal- it flew into the cloud, I did not dream loon glided up and away so softly, that that it had disappeared. My eye was it seemed like a dream, fading from the still bent upon the spot, and I still fanmemory. And at last, when it was like cied that I was with it, and that I was a mere insect in the vast blue sky, it sailing on and on, upon the blue deep, stole into a cloud, and hid itself, and then and among regions where the happy and I had a feeling of sadness. Can you tell the lovely only dwell.” me why, mother?"
When Romance had got to this point Here there was a pause, and the blue- of her story, the mother smiled, and Hiseyed girl, stood for a moment, as if ex- tory tittered aloud. Poetry, however, pecting an answer. But Romance was drew nearer, and seemed entranced with impatient to begin, and her dark eye, the tale of the dark-eyed girl. But Roshaded by the long black lashes, seemed mance was dashed at the ridicule she to grow larger and brighter as she spoke had excited, and was silent. thus :
Now I suppose some of my waggish History has told you, mother, all the young readers, some of the roguish Paul events that occurred, and she has accu- Pries, will laugh at me, as History did rately described them. Poetry has painted at Romance; and think me not a little the scene, and made it clear and bright ridiculous, fortelling such a rigmarole by comparisons. But I must tell you of tale as this. But old Peter knows what the thoughts and feelings it awakened in he is about! He has an object in view; my breast, and of the fairy world in and now, as Mr. Lauriat let the cat out which I seemed to be, while I looked on of the car, he will “let the cat out of the the balloon.
bag.” “When the balloon went up, it seemed My purpose is to teach the meaning as if I went with it, into a new scene. of the three words, History, Poetry, and I think I have dreamed something like Romance. History is a true record of it, in my sleep, when my thoughts seem- events; and, accordingly, the little girl ed like wings, and all around was fair whom we call History, tells the exact and heavenly. As the balloon ascended, story of the balloon. Poetry is a display I seemed to ascend also. ' I did not, at of fanciful thoughts, and deals much in the moment, think how strange it was, comparison; and so, our little Poetry but I went on fancying myself with the gives a fanciful description of the scene, balloon, and riding upon the air, in that embellishing her tale by many illustralittle boat. And I thought of the vast tions. Romance is a picture of fantastic blue space around, and the earth beneath, and extraordinary scenes and feelings ; and the heaven above, and I felt as if I and our dark-haired maiden, who deals was something like an angel, gifted with in it, sets forth the fairy world of visions the power of rising upward, and seeing and sentiments that is reflected in her earth, and sky, and heaven, as others own breast. could not see them. And I felt a sort of I suppose readers have heard happiness I cannot express.
of the Nine Muses, goddesses of ancient “Well, as the balloon sailed farther Greece. One was called Clio, the muse
of history; one was Erato, the muse of the same scenes ; one being apt to repoetry. And I have sometimes fancied mark things soberly and accurately, like that the idea of these goddesses, might our Miss History; another being apt to have originated among the fanciful see them fancifully, like our Miss Poetry; Greeks, from perceiving the different and another apt to weave a world of fic. ways in which different persons notice tion out of them, like our Miss Romance.
To my Correspondents. I must tell my young reader, in order I am gratified to find, although it is to explain these lines, that in ancient now but about a year since I began to times, the Greeks used to think that the be known to the public, that already I light summer wind was a sort of goddess, have some thousands of black-eyed and whom they called Zephyr.
blue-eyed acquaintances, in different
parts of the country. I receive many "Where have you been to-day?” said I To a zephyr, as it flew by ;
letters from young persons, and they And thus it made reply.
give me great pleasure, for they show "I have been upon the sea,
that poor Bob Merry, though he has a Where the waves were full of glee,
“ timber toe,” is not destitute of friends. And they loy'd to dance with me.
I was much pleased with a bear story "On the mountain I have strayed,
about his great-great-grandfather, sent And with its green leaves played, me by J. W. L. Cheseborough, of New 'Mid the sunshine and shade.
London. I intend to make something "I have been in the dell,
of it, one of these days. Two puzzles, Where the wild flowers dwell,
received from other correspondents, are And oh, I loved them well!
given below. I must beg those who are “I have been with the brook,
anxious to hear how I lost my leg—to And its laughing ripples shook,
wait a little while. It will all come out As my kisses they took.
in due season. Perhaps the leg will "I have been with the flowers,
turn out as interesting as Peter Parley's In their sweet-scented bowers,
great toe, that used to tickle the boys so ! And forgot the flight of hours.
I have only one thing to add, which is, “I have played with the hair
that I desire all my friends to address Of a girl, wild and fair
their letters to care of Bradbury & SoAnd I loved to linger there!
den. “I have been with clouds on high,
As with pinions they do fly,
I am a word of 18 letters.
dress. following worthy a place in your
My 18, 7, 6, 16, 5, is a number. ble magazine, by inserting the same you My 6, 2, 15, has been the ruination of many. will oblige a CONSTANT READER. My 12, 3, 8, 12, 17, is a vegetable.