146 PEEP AT OUR NEIGHBORS.

upon my back. Did you ever strike the
back part of your head on the ice, my
boy? What a host of stars one sees at
such a time. I saw I don’t know how
many brilliant ones, and indeed, whole
constellations of them, over and over
again, before I learned to skate well.
When, on this occasion, I had amused
myself for half an hour, or more, I
thought I had studied astronomy in this
way about enough for one day, and un-
tied my skates, and allowed Daniel to
put them on his feet. They fitted him
as well as they did me. Our feet were
of very nearly the same size. Daniel’s
fate was not unlike mine. He saw about