VIII.

A little ceremony grave,
A little struggle to be brave,
A little cottage on a lawn,
A little kiss--my girl was gone!

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MARS, THE PLANET OF WAR.

BY RICHARD A. PROCTOR.


Not long ago, the planet Jupiter came among the stars of our southern
evening skies. Those who noted down his track found that he first
advanced from west to east, then receded along a track near his
advancing one, then advanced again, still running on a track side by
side with his former advancing track, and so passed away from the
scene, toward the part of the sky where the sun's light prevents our
tracking him.

That was a useful and rather easy first lesson about the motions of
the bodies called planets.

We have now to consider a rather less simple case, but one a great