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St Nicholas [serial] . he fal-tered ; and even as she spoke, Bruin and the elvesvanished, and she stood alone in the forest. Not alone for long, however. In another momentGerstein broke through the boughs, and the joyfulsmile which lit his face when he saw her, made himseem almost beautiful. Here is the dear little maiden, he cried. Well, there will be joy at the mill. Thy mothchas wept much, Nona ; thy father has searched alnight, but now all will be forgotten, for thou arsafe, praise be to God. Then he lifted Nona in histrong arms, and as she clung to his rough shouldcshe thought of the good bear, and it seemed to hethat Gerstein was of kin to him, strong and ughbut kind of deed and tende1- -, iTieart. Ever after that day she loved Gerstein. Antwhen her mother saw her run to meet him, antjump for joy at the sound of the horn which told ohis coming, she would smile and say: Thou art grown wiser, Nona. I told thee onday that so it would be. Dost thou not rememberIt was the day we walked together in the wood.. THREE LITTLE BOYS ON A SPRING-BOARD, JUST GETTING READY TO FLY ; ONE, TWO, THREE ! AND NOW YOU CAN SEETHOSE THREE LITTLE SPECKS IN THE SKY. THE TRUE STORY OF A DOLL. By Rebecca Harding Davis. It is a single little doll, laid away by itself in abox—a cheap china doll, such as you buy for a fewcents, but dressed in a gay slip, with lace ; the sew-ing on the dress very bad indeed—in some placesthe stitches long and gaping. I want to tell thereaders of St. NICHOLAS the story of the doll andthe sewing on it. A year ago, a young girl, one of the teachers ina school in a great city, bade good-bye to the chil-dren and went home. The children laughed a great deal, and the story went about how that Mi;Nelly was going to be married soon, and was goinhome to learn to keep house. Nelly was one of the merriest girls in the workIn school or at home, everybody tried to sit ne;to her, to hear her laugh. Nobody wasever sfriendly or so full of life, they said. But she winot str