THERE were once five-and-twenty tin soldiers, who were all brothers, for they ha been made out of the same old tin spoon. They shouldered arms and looked straght before them, and wore a splndid uniform, red and blue. The first thing in the world they ever heard were the wors, "Tin soldiers!" uttered by a little boy, who clapped his hands wih delight when the lid of the box, in wich they lay, was taken off. They were gven him for a birthday preset, and he stood at the tabl to set them up. The soldiers were all exactly alike, excepting one, who had nly one leg; he had been left to the last, and then there as not enough of the melted tin to finish him, so they made him to stad firmly on one leg, and thi caused him to be very remarkable.