Identifier: stnicholasserial4721dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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y in each month. Better tear out this very couponand get a money order, or ask Daddy to write a check tonight. ST. NICHOLAS, 353 Fourth Avenue. New York City. Please find enclosed $4 for I years subscription to ST. NICHOLAS beginning with the issue. Name Address S g-20 When the Summer Season Ends \ iflNGLED with the memories of happy vacationdays is the talk of home and school and business.The final meal. Hurried adieus. The house closeduntil another year. Then back to the city with itschanging scenes, its new faces. But over every mealsilver will continue to cast its inspiring spell, stimulatethe warmth of companionship, silently suggest by itslustrous beauty the perfect welcome of never-changinghospitality, of which silver stands as the enduringsymbol in both country and city homes of refinementthe wide world over. © Qorham Sterling Silverware is sold ^ITlS) ^^^ by leading jewelers everywhere THE gORHAM COMPANY Silversmiths & Goldsmiths NEfFYORK WORKS: PROVIDENCE AND NEW YORK i
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ST. NICHOLAS Vol. XLVII SEPTEMBER, 1920 No. 11 Copyright, 1920, by The Century Co. All rights reserved. THE SACRED SILVER ELEPHANT By JOSEPH B. AMES With eager, boyish impatience, Frank Tempestglanced swiftly from side to side, striving vainlyto pierce the thickets of scrub bamboo whichbordered the narrow, curving path. The two-mile stretch between the river and the ruinedtemple lay behind them, and at almost any mo-ment that amazing marvel of which he had heardand thought so much would be spread out beforethem, a concrete reality. He wished Chakkriwould hurry, but there seemed little likelihood ofthat. On leaving their boat, the short, squat,Siamese guide took up a certain pace which he hadnot seemed to alter by a hairs breadth. It would take a stick of dynamite to make himhustle, thought Tempest, watching the regular,monotonous flap of the dingy panting against thebare brown legs. He glanced over one shoulder atthe tall, blond, gray-eyed young man who fol-lowed close behind him. Don

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