est India islands. Which one I shall not sa

people of almost every nation, for the city

ld-why, we saw a Malay sailor once; but an English novelist, who wrote many books, visited our island, and said in a contemptuous way that it was "a Dano

Man Without a Country. How the tears rolled down our cheeks as we read that Phi

as "Breathes there a man with soul so dead." But Tom was too small to learn anything but Mother Goose at the time he had his Birthday Party. He was a chubby little fellow, whose third ann

this country; in fact the house itself

wooden shutters outside to be closed when a hurricane was feared. The wonderful Trade Winds blew from the East, and sometimes brought showers; for this reason, we had glass on that side. The floors were of North Ca

h, slice beans, and do such work for her, as well as attend to the fires. There was no stove in the kitchen. A kind of counter, three feet wide and about as high, built of brick, was on two sides of the room; this had holes in the top her

covering the whole front of it, a white handkerchief crossed over her bosom, and one tied over her hair. Her long gold ear-rings were her only ornaments. These rings were very interesting, because Nana often

y of talking-Creole, Danish, and broken English-but I must mention our butler, or "hous

esome undertaking a child's party might be. All children under the care of Nanas must have those Nanas specially invited,

. I cannot think of suc

and when you see de glasses I'll permide fer de champagne you'll see fer you'sef dey can't hole a timmle full. Fe

rful argument, and the solem

in wid his manners jes now?" Then she added that she could not appear without a new gown, apron and head-handk

be made by Dandy and covered with as ma

gures on straws and were stuck

n be made at home by Ellen and Sophie, Mis

ked mamma. "It will keep the women pounding a

s together, and "it would bring de chile bad l

it and dispense wit

, we must have dat out of co

t the rulers of the household have t

The Hingleberg boys, Emile Haagensen, Alma Pretorius, Ingeborg Hjerm, Nita

much disagreement between Christian and Nana, and Tom was so vociferous,

im, while Nana trained him in what he should say and do. "Sissy," he whispered to m

we think it must be Creole for something that never happen

r our house.) When the Danish soldiers fired the sunrise cannon from the fort, Tom pulled on the ropes with all his strength, hi

he pillars were hidden by long ferns and the Mexican vine which has long wreaths of tiny pink flowers, such as you may have seen in the dress caps of babies. Tall vases of pink

centre, and the Kranse Kage and Krone Kage were at either end of it; in the former a small silk American flag, in the latter a Danish one, were

h a bayonet, gave almost too much bliss. He sat an

ts he said, "Mr. and Mrs. Alger presents deir complements and are glad to

pale lumpish fruit about as large as a quart measure, with small black seeds here and there through them. There were no other trees like them on the island and we had a tradition that they came from Otaheite and would kill any one instantly who tasted the fruit. There were beaut

us lest he should disgrace her before the other Nanas. Often we heard her whisper "Say howdy wid de odder hand, My Heart," or "Mind what I

ate, and when Christian passed the cake around the "sugar babies" were drawn out with much ceremony. Then the other large cakes were cut and

leve K

glasses again and we saw Bebé Anduze was being nudged and pushed by her Nana; at last she put her finger in h

om bowed and said, "Tak," but he spoiled it all by p

ak for mad." Then Tom scampered off, and came back with his gun and singing with all his might "Den tapre land soldat;" and where he did not know the Danish words, he sang "

rican man-of-war in the harbor. We were kindly taken all over it and Tom was allowed to fire off a large cannon. Thi

and, when we returned home, Tom

l Kom

ldat, The brave land soldier; Velbekomme, Welcome; Fak for mad, Thanks for bread, or t