THE TIGER ON THE HUDSON.

ARRY was spending his Christmas vacation

H at Uncle Ned’s. Uncle Ned had a fine
place on the Hudson, a place dear to the

boy’s heart. There was always sure to be snow
there long after it had left other places. There
were horses, which meant sleigh-rides, unlimited
hills, which meant coasting, and lastly dear Uncle
Ned and Aunt Susie, who had no children of their
own, and who were very, very fond of their nephew.
In the house Harry’s favorite room was his uncle’s
“den,” which by the way was n’t a den at all, but
the biggest room in the house. The walls were
covered with guns, bows and arrows, odd-looking
swords, and pictures of strange places and animals,
for Uncle Ned had been a great traveller, and had

been at the places and seen the animals himself;
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