V4.T VV j-i t 4, ' BEBEE; Tt TWO LIHLE WOOHEN SHOES Mj THUDA.' "loe are cress, jeannet, that is what It Is," the seli! after awhile, "Yeu should net be cress; you are tee big and strong and geed. Oe te and get my bowl of bread and mill for me, and band It te me up here. It b se pleas ant. It b as nice ns being perched en en apple tree." Jeannet went In obediently and handed up her breakfast te ber, looking at bcr with shy, worshiping eyes. But his faes was overcast, and be sighed heavily as he took up his batchct and turned away; for be was the sole support of bis mother and sisters, and if he did net de hb work in Beignlca they would starve at home. "Yeu will be seeing that stranger again P he asked ber. "Ycsl" she answered, with a glad triumph te her eyes; riot thinking at all of him as she speka "Yeu ought te go, Jeannet, new, you ere se lata 1 will ceme and tee your mother to-mei row. And de net be cress, you dear big Jeannet Days are tee short te snip them up Inte llttle bits by bad temper; It is only a stupid sheep shearer that spoils the Ccece by snapping nt It sharp and bard that is w bnt Father lYancls says." Bebee having delivered her llttle ploce of wisdom, brolte her bread into her milk and ate It, lifting her fnoe te the fresh winds and tossteg crumbs te the wheeling swallows nnd watching the rose bushes ued and toss below te the brccze, nnd thlnUng vaguely hew happy a thing It was te live, Jeannet looked up nt her, then went en his slew, sad nay through the wet lavender shruln and the ocuteg buds of the lilies. "Yeu will only think of that stranger, Dobee, never of nny of us net cr again," be said, and wearily opened the little gate mid went thieugh It, and down the daybreak stillness of the lane. It n us tt foolish thing te say; but when wenrlevcrB ever wbe! Bebee did net heed j the did net understand herself or him; slid only knew that she was happy; when ene known that, oue deej net want te seek much further. CHAPTEn IX. Ilcr strnngcr from Rubes' land was n great man in u certain world. He had become great when young, which b perhaps a. mis fortune It Indisposes men te be great at their maturity. He was famous at 'JO, by a picture heclle in color, perfect In drawing, that niade Paris at his feet He bocame mera famous by verses, by plays, by political fol lies and by social successes. He was faith ful, however, te lib llrst love In art. He was a great painter, and year by year proved afits-b the cuimlng of hb hand Purists said lib pictures hail no soul In them. It was net wcuderful if they had none. He always painted seullesj vice; Indeed, he caw ery llttle else. One year he bodsemo political trouble He wrete a witty pamphlet that hurt where it was (Krlleus te aim. He laughed and crossed the border, riding Inte the green Ar denuca one sunny evening. He had a name of Mine power and tufllclcnt wealth, lie did net fear long oxlle. Menuwhile he told niin self he would go and leek at SehcllVr Orctchen. , The King of Thule b better, but people talk most of the Gretchen. He had nevcr seen cither. He went te leisurely, traveling up the bright Meuse river, and across the monotony of the plains, then green with tv heat afoot high, and musical with the many belb of the Easter kcrnicsscs in the quaint old hoi Id vil lages. There w as something se novo), se sleepy, se harmless, se medlmval, te the FlenuVi life, that It seethed him. He had been su burning nil hb Ufe in salt sea fed rapids, tliUsluggbli, dull canal water, mirroring between Iti rushes d life that had scarcely changeil fei centui ies, had a charm for libit. , He stayed nwhlle In Antwcrpjn. The town b ugly and beautiful; It is like a dull, quaint grcs de Klandre Jug, that has precious stone set inslile Its rim. It Is a buigcr ledger of bales and barrels, of sale and barter, of let and gain; but te the heart of It there are il luminated leaves of missal vellum, all geld and color, and monkish story and heroic ballad, that could eply hava been oxecuted te tbe days when art was a religion. He gazed himself Inte an homage of liubens, whom beforeho had slighted, never having known (for, unless you bnvoFeen Antwerp, it b as ubiurd te say that you ha e seen Itubens as It b te think that you bive seen Mui ille out of Seville, or Uaffucile out of Reme); mid be ftudled the Gretchen carefully, delicately, sympathetically, for he loved Schcirer; but, though be tried, be failed te core for her. "She b only a peasant; ihe b net a poem," he sold te hlniself; "I will paint a Gretchen for the Balen of next year." Hut It was hard for bint te portray a Gretchen. All hb pictures were Fhryne 1'hryne In triumph, lit t uin, te a palace, In a poerhouso, en a bed of roses, en n hospital mattress, 1'hryne laughing with a belt of Jowtbnbeut hersupnle waist: Phrvne Ivlnr with the stoned of the dead bouse under her I naked limbi but always Phryne. I'hryue, who living hid death In her smlle: riirvne. I who llfclttH had bLink despair en herface; Phrjne, it thing that lived furleualy every second of bcr days, hut rbrynen thing that ence tlng dead wits carrion that could nover livengaiu. 1'hryne has many painters In thb school, as many as Catbcrlue and Cecilia had In the schools of the Ilennbsnnce, and be was chief nmliUt them. Hen cei.ld he paint Orelchen if the pure Behtiler inbsedf Net even If, like the nrtbt monks of old, he steeied hb brushes nil Lent through in holy water. And te holy water hedid net liclleve. One evening, having left Aiitwerpcu rbig lng Its luuuuierable belb ever the grave of Us dead Art, be leaned out of the casement of an abfent fi lends old palace te the Brabant street that b named after Mary of Burgundy; an old casement crusted with quaint carv ings and gilded round te Spanish fashion with many gargejlis and grilllna and illogible scutcheens. Loanteg there, wondering with himself whether be would wait awhile and mint quietly te thb dim street, haunted with tha shades of Mcmling nnd Macs, and Otte Venerb and Mulip de Champagne, or ' whether be would go Inte the cost and seek ' new types, nnd lie under the red ngyptlau i heat ens and create a true Cleopatra, which no man has ever dene jet a jeung Cleo patra, oukle deep In reses and fresh from ' Cupar's Mates leaning there, he saw a llttle I peasant go by below, v Itb tne bttle nhite feet in two wooden shoes, nnd n face that had the pure ami sluipla radlance of n llewtr. I "There b my Greyhen," be thought te ' himself, au I went down and followed her into the cntheelral If he could get what was in iter ince no weuiu get niut Bchcffcr could net. A llttle Utter, wnlking by ber te the green lanes, he meditated; "It Is the face of Gretchen, but net the soul the Hed Meuso luu nuvcr passed tlib child's lips. Novertho Nevertho Noverthe las" "iievertheless" he said te himself tmllcd. and Ter he, the painter all bb Hfe long of rhryne living and of I'hryue dead, believed that every daughter of Eve either vomits the Hl Slouse or swallows It It make se bttle difference which cither way the Red Meuso has been there. Alld I it strnlHna than In H Hni J vstaBBBBBBBBBBBate. y9BVflTBBBBEBBBBBBBnsa -&? .-",' .J- - '' - frHB m Maf,'tewi fi Irate ric5r": ered het, be forget tfca He4 Uemm and btn vaguely te m ttet there art ores tarn ef bit mother's sex from wkoei Mm htast e tte Breekea eMalH away. && b (Ull tali te himself, "KsTsrtk less." "KeTertMeta," for ha kaew wen kbe when tha ttee) cut tb silk, when the boead bunt tb fawn.'wben the seke woeos the bird, when the kliuj cereta the tteeyard, tbcrobenly eseesdpcMsibhiatany time. II b the strong against the weak, the fierce against the feeble, the subtle against the simple, tee master against the slave; there is no equality In the contest, and no Justice It te merely Inevitable, and the hstte of It te written. CHAPTER X The next day ahe had ber premised book hidden under the vine leaves of her empty basket as the went homeward, and tbeagb she bad net teen him very long or spoken te him very much, she was happy. The golden gales of knowledge bad Just opened te her; the saw a fault, far off glimpse of the Itcsperides gardens within; of the dragon she had nevcr beard, and had no fear. "Might I knew your uamer the bad asked him wistfully, at the had given him the rose bud, and taken the volume te return that day. "They cell me Flamen." "It b your namel" "Yes, for the world. Yeu must call ma Victer, as ether women de. Why de you want my namef "Jeannet asked it of me." "Oh, Jeannet asked it, did her "Yes; besides," said Beboe, with bcr eyca very soft nnd very serious, nnd bcr happy volce hushed, "besides,! want te pray for you of course, every day; nnd If I de net knew your natue, bow can I make Our Lady rightly understand! The flowers knew you without a name, but she might net, because se very many are always beseeching ber, and you tea sbe has all the world te leek after." no had looked at ber with a curious leek, nnd bad bade bcr farewell, and let bcr go borne alene that night Her work was quickly done, and by the light of the moon she spread her lioek en her lap in the Dorchef the hut and henm hxi-nnw delight The children had ceme and pulled at her skirts and lagged ber te play. But Bebee hal shaken her head. "I am going te leant te be very wUc, dear," she told them. "I shall net have thue te dauce or te playi" "But icople nre net merry when they are wise, Bobeo," said Franz, the biggest boy. 'Tertians net," raid Bebee; "but ene can not be everything, you knew, rYanz." "Hut surely you would rather be merry thua unythlng clsel" "I thtek there b something better, Frnnz. lamuotsure; I want te find out; I will tell you when I knew." Vi he has put that Inte your head, ncbest" "The angtb In the cathedral," she told them; nnd the children were nwed and left her, nnd went away te play blind man's bull by themselves, en the grass by the eirun's water. "But for all that the angels have said It,4 said Kianz te lib sisters, "1 cannot soe what geed It v.ill be te ber te lie wbe, if she will notcareanjr longer afterwards for almond ginger bread and currant enke." It was the llttle tale of "Paul and Vir ginia" that he had given her te liegln her studies with; but It was a grand copy, full of beautiful drawings nearly nt every mge. It was hard work for her te mid at llrst, but the din'ftngscnUced and helped ber, and she hoeii Eank breathlessly Inte the charm of the story. Many words she did net knew; many (lassagcs were beyend ber compre hension; she was absolutely ignorant, and had nothing but the force of her awn fancy V ilu"iier. But though stumbling at every step, as a lame child through n flowery bllblde te sum mer, she was happy as the child would be, bocause of the sweet, strange air that was blowing about her, and the blossoms that sbe could gather Inte her baud, se rare, se won derful, nnd yet withal se familiar, liccause they were blossoms. .;?&& t: j tr. t . p mIiuLw ii"'j. ",."4 S - t 41IW jl " elm going te learn lobe very wise, ilear.' With her fingers hurled te bcr ruiN, with her book en her kne; with the moon rays will te and strong en the luge, In lieu Kit en tranced as the hours went by; the childiTii's play shouts died away, the babble of the ges tip at the houie doers ceased, peeple went by and called geed night te her; the llttle huts iliut up ene by one, like the whlte nnd purple convolvulus cups hi the bulges. Beboe did net stir, nor did she hear them, ihe was deaf even te the slngbig of the night ingales in the willows, wheire she sat In her llttle dark perch, with the Ivy dropping from the thatch above, nnd the w ct garden w a) s beyend her. A heavy step came tram ping down the lane. A v oice called te her: "What nre yen doing, Beboe, there thb time of the ulghtl It b en the strlke of twelve." She stai ted as If she w cre doing seme c 11 thing, aud stretched htr arms out,and looked around with blinded wondering eves, as If ehe had been rudely wakened from her sleep. "What are ou doing up se lateT' asked Jeannet; he was coming from the forest In the (had of night te bring feed for lib fam ily, he lent bis sleep thus often, but be never thought Hint he did anything except hb duty hi tlewj long, dark, tiring trnniisteand fro between Beiguiesand I.ieLen. Belice shut her book, nnd smiled with draining eyes, that raw him uet nt alL "1 was reading and, Jeannet, hb name b I'lnmcn for the world but 1 may call hhn Victer." "What de I care for hb namef "Yeu asked it this morning." "More feel I. Why de jeu read! Heading b net for iwer folk like you and me." IK bee smiled upat the white clear moon that snllc.1 nbove the weeds. tihe wej net uwake out of tier dream. She only dimly liiaid the werib he spoke. "Yeu nre a little aaaiit," said Jeannet roughly, as he paused nt the gute. "It Is nil you can de te get your bread. Yeu have no ene te stand between ou and hunger. Hew will it In with you when the slug gets your roses, nnd the snail our carnations, and your hensdiitef damp, and your loco ball wove aTy, becaiiM) your head ruin en reading mid felly, and ) ou are spoilt for all simple pleas ures mid for nil honest work J" She smiled, it 111 looking up nt the moon, with the drooping Ivy teuchin,; ber lialr. "Yeu are cms, dear Jeannet Geed night" A moment afterward the bttle rickety deer was shut, and tbe rusty lielt drawn within it, Jeannet steed In the cool summer night nil alone, and knew bow stupid he had been in hb ivrutb. Ie leaned en the gate n mlnute; then crossed the garden ns softly ns hb wooden Ihees w euld let him. He tapped gently en thutter of the lattice. "Bobeo Beboe just listen. I sjioke rough ly, dear I knew I liate no right 1 am sorry Will you be friends with me againl de lie filendt ngain." Sbe ejKmed the shutter a little way, se that ha could sce her pretty mouth speaking. "Ob, Jeannet, what docs It matter I Yes, we are friends we will always be friends, of course only you de net knew. Geed night." He went away with a benvy heart and c long drawn step. He would hava preferred that she should bave been nngry with hhn. Bvbce, left alene, let tha clothes drop oil her pretty round shoulders and her rosy limbs, and shook out ber celb of hair, and kissed the book, nnd hIJ It under her head, end went te sleep with a smlle en bcr faee. Only, as she slept, her lingers moved as If the were counting ber beadj, and bcr Ilja murmured. .-... . 1iffi4$$m mi M w,,. LANCASTER DAILY "li dear Hely Mether, yen hare te tMca te tktek of yea, 1 knew-all the peer, and all the llttle cbBdrea. Bat take care of ktei; be b called Flamen, nod be lives te tbe street of Mary of Burgundy; you cannot mist hhn; and If you leek for him always, nnd have, a heed that the angclt never leave him, I will pre you my great carta Bewer my only one en your feast of Hoses, thb rcry year. Ob, dear Mether, you will net fercttr CHAtTEIs XL Beboe was a dreamer in her way, and as pired te be a scholar tee. But, all the tame, tbe was cot a tittle feel Sbe bad been reared la hardy, simple, bon es ways of living, aad would have thought it as shameful at a theft te have owed ber bread te ether folk. Se. though the bad a wakeful, restless night, full of ttrange phantasies, nene the less was she out In her garden by daybreak; none the lea did the sweep out her fleer and make her mash for the fowls, and wash out her bit of linen and hang It te dry en a line among the tall, flaunting hollyhocks that were se proud of themselves bocause they reached te tbe root. "What de you want with books, Bebcer tatd Rclne, tbe sabot makerV wife, across tbe rrtvet hedge, as tbe also hung out bcr linen. 'Trans told me yen were reading lest night It b the silver buckles bave dene that One mischief always begets another." "Where b the mischief, geed lUlnePmld Bebee, who was always prettily behaved with her ciders, though, when pushed te It, the could bold bcr own. "The mischief will be te discontent," tald tbe snbet maker's wife, 'Teople live en'thclr imn uiue pntcn, ana imiiK It U tbe world; that b ns It should be everybody wllhbi hb own, like a nut In its shell. But when you get reading, you hear of a swarm of things jeu never saw, and you fret because you cannot'sce them, and you dream, and dream, nnd a hele b burnt te your soup jet, and your dough b as heavy as lend. Yeu are like bees that leave their own clever fields te bun themselves dead against Iho glass of a het house." Bebee smiled, reachlnif te cnnvirl nut her linen. But she said nothing. "Wbat geed Is it talking te them!" she thought; "they de net knew." Already the neighbors and friends of her Infancy seemed se far, far away; creatures cf distant world that she bad long left; It n-ns no use talking, they never would under stand. "Antolne should never bave taught you your letters," said Relne, groaning under the great blue shirts she was hanging en high among the leaves. "I told him se at the time, I said, 'The child b a geed child, nnd spins and sews, nnd sweeps, rare and line for her age why go nnd spoil herf But be was always bcaibtreng. Net a child of mlne knows a letter the saints be praised! nor a word of any tengue but our own goal Mem IsIl Yeu shnnM Iiavi, twwn lirmtf.lif ut, nIA some. Yeu would bnve ceme te no trouble then." "I ant te no trouble, dear Heine," said Bo Be Bo bee, scattering the potato peeb te the click ing poultry, and she snilled Inte the faces of the golden exllps that nodded te bcr back ngatn te sunshiny sympathy. "Net yet," said Rcine, hanging her last shirt But Bebee was net hcarlngi she was call lug the chlckeni, nnd telling the oxlipsbew pretty they looked In the borders; nnd In her heart she was counting the minutes till the old Dutch cuckoo deck at Mere Ifrebs' the only clock in the lane should crew out the hour at which she went down te the city. She loved the hut, the blnb, the flevvrrs; but they were llttle te her new compared with the dark, golden, picturosque squnre, the changing crowds, the frowning reefs, the gray ftencn, and the delight of watching through the shifttng colors nnd shadows of the throngs for ene face nnd for ene smlle. "Hobsureto lx there," sbe thought, and started half an hour eailicr tlian was her went She wanted te tell him all her rap rap ture In the book no ene else could under stand. But all the day through he nevcr came, Bcbce sat with a sick heart nnd n parched little threat, selling her flowers and straining her eyes through the tumult of the square, The w hele day went by and there was no sign of him. The (lowers had told well; It nan n feast day; her eucb was full of jkmice what wai that te her) She went nnd prayed In the cathedral, but It seemed cold, nnd desolate, and empty; even the storied w ludena seemed dark. "Perhaps hob geno out of therlty," she thought; nnd a terror fell en her that frighU cued ber, it was se unlike nny fear that she hail ever Ijiewn even tbe fenr when she had seen death en old Antoine's fnce had been nothing like this. Going home through the streets, she passed the enfe of the Treb Frerct that leeks out en the tree of the paik, and that bes flowers In Its balconies, nnd pleasant windows that stand open te let the sounds of the soldiers' music enter. Khe saw htm In ene of the w In In ilews. There were nnibcr and scarlet nud black; silks and satliu nnd velvets. Theio was n ten pointed nnd jewcled. There was women's faces. There was a heap of purple fruit, and glittering sweetmeat. He laughed were, jiu neauiiiui iiuriue l.eaU was dark against the whlte and geld within. Bebee looked up paused n second then went onward with n thorn In her heart He had net been her. "It b natural, of course he has hb world he does net think often of me there b no reason why he should be ns geed ns hob," she saU te herself as slie went slowly ever the stones. She had the deg's soulenly she did net knew It But the tears fell down her cheeks as she walked. Pasting, next day at sunrlse she coiifes.ed te Father I'rnncb: "I saw licautlful rich women and I envied them; nud I could net pi ay te Mary lest night for thinking of them for I bated them se much." But the did net say i "I haled them because they were with him." Out of the purest llttle soul, Love cnterteg drives forth Cander. "That b net like you nt all, Bcbce," said the geed old man, as she knelt nt hb feet en the bricks of lib llttle hare study, whtre all the books he ever tpel tout were treatises en the art of bee keeping. "My dear, you net er were covetous nt nil, nor did jeu ever seem te care for the things of the world. I wish Jchan had net glvtn you theso silver buckler; I think they have sat your lltUe soul en v anities." "It b uet the buckles; lain net covetous,' said Bebee, and then br fnce grew warm. euuuiu iies miew wny, aim sneaia net near me jesi ei i aiuer i rancuw aacioullleiii CHAITTJl XII. But the next neon time brought blm te tb market stall, and tha next aLe, and se the summer dajs slipped nwny, and Bcbce trai quite kapp) If sheRtwhlm in the morning lira", te glve (dm n fresh rese, or at evening hi the gates, or under tbe beech trees, when he brought her a new book, mid sauntered a wlille up the green kine btttdu her. An Innocent, unconscious leve like Bcboe'i wants se little feed te make It all content Sudh mere trifles nre beautiful nnd sweet te it Such slender stray gbauu of light sullies te make a bread, bright, golden neon of ier feet Jey around It All tbe delirium, and fever, and desire, and despair, that nre te inaturcr iia&leu, are far away from It, far asb tholkuhef the me teor acresj sultry skies from the blue forget-me-net down In the brown meadew brook. It was very wonderful te Bebie tliat he, thb stranger from Rubes' fair land, could ceme at all te keep pace with her llttle clat lei lng wooden shoes, ever the dust and the grass, te tha dim twilight time, The ilayi went by te n trance of swvtt nmaze, and sbe kept count ff the hours no mero by the cuckoo ileck of tha mill house, or the deep chimes of the Brujscb UtfriiM; but only by such moments as brought her a word from hb lips, or uvcu a glhupoe of him from afar, across the crew ded square. She sat up half the nights reading the books he gave- her, studying the long, cruel polysyl lables, nud spelling slowly through the phrases that seemad te her se crnmjl and tangled, and nhlcb yet weren plcasure te uu ggpvel, for sake cf the thought they held. r Ter Bclwe, Iguerant, llttle simple soul that she was, hn I a mind In her that naswger, cltecrieti', quirk tan"qulrc, skillful te H-tain, auJ it vc U ba;ir?a In certain times that Kkuneu, i-aUng te bcr of tbe things w hicb be tmeLer te rtad. rreuld think Je hlmy'l ryTELLTaEyCEB, SATURDAY, MJfr 11, taattwt child hag mera wrtem Mian was often te be found te schools. Meanwhile he pondered various studies la wrlent stage of a Qretrben, and made lev te Debee-mede kfe at least by hit eyes and by hb voice, net hurrying his pleasant task, tat hovering aleut h.r reftly, and mindful net te scare her, at a man will gently lower bis band ever a poised butterfly Unit he sceki te kill, and which one stogle movement, a thought tee quick, may scare away te safety. Bebee knew where he lived te the street of Mary of Burgundy; In an old palace that be longed te a great Fkcabh noble, who Wet dwelt these himself ; bat te ask anything about him why he was there! what hte ran? wasl why he stayed te the dty at allt-wai a tort of treason that never entered her thought. Psyche, If the had been a tlmnle and lovel as Bobeo was, would never have lighted her own condle; but even Psyche would net have borrowed any one ebe's lamn te lighten the tr. ?r' n. ' Te Bebee be was sacred, unapproachable, unquestionable; he was a wonderful, perfect happiness that bad fallen Inte ber life; he was a gift of Oed, as the sun was. She took hb going andt coming as she took that of the sun, nevcr dreaming of reproach ing his absence, never dreaming of asking If In tbe empty night be sbene en nny ether worlds than hers. It was hardly se much a faith with her ns an Instinct; faith must reason era It knew Itself te be faith. Bebee never reasoned nny mere than her roses did. The geed folks in the market place wntched bcr a tittlaanxieusly ; they thought ill of tint little mess rose that every day found Its wny te one wearer only; but after all they did net cee much, and the neighbors nothing nt nlL Fer he never went home te her, nor with bcr, and most of the time that ha spent with Bobeo was In the quiet evening shndews, as slie went up with hcT"mlty basket through the deserted country reads. Bebee was all day long te the city, ludoed, as ether girb were, but with bcr it bad al ways been different. Antolne hed always been with her up te tbe day of lib death; and after his death she hid sat In the snme place, surrounded by the peeple slie had known from Infancy, and an Insult te her would bnve lieen answered byn stroke from the cobbler's strap or from tbe tinker's hnnimer. TIhte wns ene girl only who ever tried te de her any barm a goal looking, stout wench, wbe steed nt the corner of the Mon Men Mon agnedo la Cour with n stall of fruit te the summer tlme, and te winter tlme dreve a milk cart ever the snow. This girl would get nt her sometimes and talk of the students, nnd tell her bow geed It was te get out of the town en n holiday nnd go te nny ene of the villages where there was Kormesao nnd dnnea, nnd drink the llttle blue wine, nnd hnve trinkets lietight for one, nud ceme home te the moonlight te a char-a-banc, w lib the horns sounding, and the lad) singing, and the t ihliens II) lug from the old home's cars. "She b such a llttle clese sly thing!" thought the fruit girl sulkily. Te v leu Inniv cence rnuH always seem only a supci ler kind of chicanery. "We dance almost every evrnlng, the children nnd I," Bebee had answered when urged fifty times by thb girl te go te fairs, and balls nt the n ine sheM. "That does Just aswclk Audi have seen Kormesse ence nt Mallnes it w as iK-autifuL I w cut w It li Mcre Dax, but It cost n great ileal, I knew, though she did net let me ty." "Yeu IlltlofeoU" the fruit ghl would my. and grlu, and cat n pear. But the geed honest old woman who sat nboutluthe Qraude Place, hearing, bail al ways token the fruit girl te task, when they pother by herself. "I.cae the child alone, jeu mltchloveai one," said they. "Be content with being bnsojeurself. Loek jeu, Ll.sette f.he b net ene like you te make eyes nt the law students nnd ixstcr the painter lads for n day's out ing. Li t her be, or we will tell your mother hew you leave the fruit for the gutter chil dren te pick and thleve, whll6 you nre steal lng up the stairs Inte that j-eutig French fel low's chamber. Ob, obi n line beating you j ou will get when she knen h." Lisette's mother wasn flcrce nud strong old Brabautelsc, who exacted heavy, reckoning with her daughter for every slngle plum nud peach that she sent out of her dark, sweet smelling frultshep te besunned luthestrects, nnd under the students' leve glances. Se the girl took heed nnd let Beboe alone. "What should 1 want ber te ceme with us feri" she reasoned with henelf. "She b twice as pretty ns I am; Jules might take te her lustead who knewnf" Se that she waa at ence savnge and yet trl uniphnnt when rhe saw, ns she thought, llo lle llo beo di If Ung down the high flood of tempta tion. "Oh, he, you dainty onel"sho cried ene day te her. "Be jeu would net take the nuts nnd mulberries thnt de for us common folk, because you bad n mind for n line plne out of the het heuscsl That was nil, was III Kb, well I dojietbegmdgoyou. Only take care; lemcmber, the nuts nnd nmlticrrle last through siunmcr and uutumn, and there nre heaps of them en evciy fnlr stnll nui' sheet comer; but the plne th.it U caten la nday, ene sprlug time, and lU like does net grew te thehedgts. Yeu will have jour mouth full of sugar an hour and then, ihl jeu it 111 go famished all the j car." "I de net understand," said Bebee, looking up, with her thoughts farnwuy, nnd scarcely hearing the words spoken te her. "Oh, pretty little feel I you understand well enough," said Lisutte, grinning, as she rubbed up a melon. "Dees be glve veu tlna thtegsl Yeu might let me seel" "Oft, prclty tittl foell Yeu' tmderttund Kelt enewjlt." "Ne ene gives me nnythlng." "Chutl you want me te belleve that Why, Jules b only a kid, mid Ids father Is a silk incrctr, nnd only gives him a hundred francs it mouth, but Jules buys inell I want somehow or de you think I weul 1 take the trouble te set my cp straight when hi geos by I He gave me these earrings, leek. IjWlth j-eu would let me see w hat you get" But Beboe had geno away unheeding dreaming of Juliet and of Jcauna d'Arc, of whom he had told her tales. He mide sketches of tier somettoics, but Seldom pleasud himself. It was net se tesy as he liad Imagined that it would preve te rtray this little flower like face, wilh the clear eyes nnd the child's 0K-n brew. He who had p-ilntn I'hryue se Jengund faithfully had get it taint ou lib brush be could net paint thb pure, bright, rosy dtwii he it bn hail always ialnted the glare of midnight gas en rnuge or rags. Yet he'felt that If he could trauder te canas tha light that naseii lUbce'sfaee he would get what Scheffer had missed. Fer a tlme it eluded him. Veir tlull lnt n geld nnd clistentn,; brocade, or u fan of tuciick'a feathers, te iwrfvctlen, nnd Jtt, perhaps, ths dewy whiteness of the uumhle llttle Add dabyslmll Uidlmuul tscawjeu. He felt, tee, tbut he must catch her expres sion (lying as h would de the flash of a swnl swnl lew's whig at ravin blue sky; he kuiw that Bebw, fercitd te studied altitudes hi an ate lier, would be no longer the (deal that he wanUd. More than ence he came and (Uled te moie fully hb v arleus desigtu te the little but gnr den, among the sweet gray lavender and the golden dhks of thy sunflowers, and mero thin ence Bbce wns missed front her plnce In the front of the Hroedhub. Tht Varslait thildris ?M gather new and then eptn mouthed at tlw wlcktt, and Mere Krtbi n euld shake her head us site went by en her slieejl.ln saddle, and mutter that the child's hmd would be tin nod by vanity; und old Jehau neull lean en hb stick und cr through the sweet brier, und wondered stupidly If tbbstrnugu man who could make Bebop's faiM Ix-am ever again upon tlat panel of weed euld net give hhn back his djid daughter wbe bad teea piihd kwuy under tne DiacK earth se long, long liefere, when the red mill bad, been braveeud new, the red mill that the boys and glrb celled old. But except these, no ene noticed much. Painters were no rare sights te Brabant Tbe people were uied te see them coming and going, making pictures of mud and stones ami ducks nnd sheep and of all com mon anil silly things. "Whnt does he (ay vett, BclieeC they ued Ie ask, with the shrewd Flemish thought after the miln chance. "Nothing," Belice would answer, with a quick color iu her fnce; and they would reply te contemptuous rcproeft "Cardan little feel you should make enough te buy yen weed all winter. Wheu the man from Trent painted Trine and her cow they gave ber a whele geld bit for standing still ie long In the clever. TheKrcb would basure te lend you her row, If It be the cow thnt makes the dif ference." Belice was silent, weeding her carnation bed. Whnt could she tell them that they would understand! Bhe teemed te far nway from them all theso geed friends of her childhood new that thb wonderful new world of bb giving bad opened te her right She lived In ndreeni. Whether she sat In the market plnce taking copper coins, or In the moonlight with n leek en her knees, It was all the snme. Her feet ran, ber tengue speke, bcr hands worked; she did net neglect her goat or her garden, she did net fersake her bouse labor or her geed den! i te old Aiuicmle; but all the whlle she only heard ene voice, she only felt ene touch, she only saw ene fnce. Here nnd there oue in n million them b a reiuile thing that can leve like thb, ence und forever. Such n ene b dedicated, birth upwards, te the Mater Doloresa. He had something nearer akin te affection for her than he had ever had te lib llfe for nnythlng, but be was nevcr In leve with her no mero In leve with her than with the mess rosebiub that she fastened te hb breast Yet be played with her, because she was such a little, soft, tempting female thing; nnd becniLse, te bee tier fnce flush, nnd her heart heave, te feel her fiw.li feelings stir into llfe, nnd te watch her changes f loin shj ness te confidence, and from frankness ngaln Inte fear, was a natural pastime in the buy, golden weather. That he spared her as far ns hn did when after all she would have married Jtvmnet nny nny hew and that lie sketcheit her faee In the open nlr, nnd nevcr entered her hut and never beguiled her te bb own old imlace te the city, was a new vlrlue te himself for which be hardly knew whether te fed rc)ect or ridicule; anyway it tevmed virtue te hint. Se long ns ha did net soditce the body it teemed te hint that It could nevcr matter new no siew tne soul the little, honest, hnmiv. num. frank nnt 11ml nml.Lt u. everty nud hardships whs like n robin's song te the winter sun. "Heet, toot, pretty Innocent, se jeu nre no better than the rest of us," hissed her enemy, Llwtte, the fi nit girl, ngnlnst her as she went by the stnll ene evening ns the sun eet "Frutl se It wns no melt purity after nil thnt niade j-eu nevcr leek nt the student lads nmt the soldiers chl Yej were. be dainty of taste, you must ueeds pick nnd choeso, and, I.erd'B snke, after all your cejTtems, te drop at n lyckenlng linger as ene may sny pengl Inn minute, like nn npple ever rlpel Oh he, you sly ene I" Ik bee flushed red, te n sort of Instinct of euVusu; net sure nlmt ber fnult wns, but vaguely stung by the brutal words. Bobeo walked homeward by hhn, with her empty baskets; looked at him with grave wondering ej es. "What did slie mean! I de net under stand. 1 must have doue seme wrong or she thinks se. De you knew I" He had known women by the thousand, geed women nnd bad; women whom be had dealt 111 with aud women, who had dealt III with hhn; but this he had net known thb frnnk, fearless, tender, gay, grnve, Innocent, toduitrieus llttle llfe, helping itself, feeding Itself, defcuaiug Itself, working for itself and for ethers, and vnguely seeking all tbe whlle some unseen light, seme unknown god, with a blind faith se intteltcly Ignorant and yet se Infinitely pathetic, "All the peeple nre going ou a pilgrimage," thoexplalned te blm when he asked her why her villnge was se silent thb bright morning. "They nre gene te pray for a line harvest, and then each ene prays for seme ether llttle thing that she weuU bersuir as well It costs sev en fnuics nplece. They leku their feed with them; they go and laugh nnd eat in the fields. I think It Is nonnenso. One can say oue'h prayers Just as well here, Mere Krebs thinks se tee, but then she says, 'If I de uet go, It will leek III; oeplo will sny I nm Irre ligious; and ns we make se much by flour, Ged would think It odd for me te be nbsent; nnd, liesldea, It Is only seven francs thore and flick; and If it decu pluw heaven, that b cheap, j-eu knew. One will get it ever nnd ever again In parnllLe,, That Is what Mere Kiebssajs. But, for me, I think It b mm mm scilse. It cannot plexse Ged te go by train nud eat galotte and waste a whele day In geltbi;; dusty. "When 1 glve the Virgin my cactus flower, I de glve up n tliterf I leve, wml I let it wither en her altar Instcvd of pleasing me In bloom here nil lhewcx.li, nud then, of ceurse, she seea that I have doue Itoutef grntllude. But that U different; that I am sei ry te de, nud yetlnm glad te de Itoutef love. De jeu net knew! "Yes, I knew very well. Butls the Virgin all that jeu leve like thb I" "Ne: thcru U Hin r'nnUi Mtwl lii. I. t toiiie be b dead, I knew. But I think that we should lev e tbe dead all the better, net the lew", bocause they cannot tpeak or say that they nre angry; and irerhaps ene palm them very mucii when ene neglects them, nnd If they niuuvcr se sad, tliuy cannot rbennd io ie io buke one that b why 1 would rather forget the flowers for the church than I would the flowers for hb grave, because Ged can pun ish ine, of ceurse, if he like, but Antolne nevcr can nny mero new." "Yeu are logical lit your sontimeut, my dear," said Flamc-ii, who was mero moved than he cared te feeL "The union b n rare oue In jejr sex. Who taught jeu te reason P "Ne one, Aud 1 de net knew what te be logical means. Is It that jeu laugh at mel" "Ne; 1 de net laugn. And jour pilgrims they are geno for all day V "Yen; they are geno te theSacred Heart nt St Marie en Belx. It b ou the way te Liege, They w 111 ceme back ut nightfall And seme of them will lie sure te have drunk tee much, and the children will get Micros. Presjicr Bar, who b n Cnlvinbt, ulwnys says. 'De net mix up prayer ttul play; you would net cut ii gherkin in j-cur lieny;' but I de net knew why he called prnj cr it gherkin, bocause It (s sweet enough sweeter than anything, I think. When I pray te tbe Vlrgiu te let ma uw you next day, I gote lied qulte happy, be be bo caueo shu will de It, I Luew, If It will lx geed for me," "But If It were net geed for you, Bcboel Would jeu cense te wish It then I" He rese as he sik", and went across the fleer und drew nmiy hir linud that was parting the Mux, and took It In hb own and strektd It, Indulgently nnd curcluady, ns a innii may stioke the teft fur of a young rat U-uulug against thu little Ltttlce and lock ing down en htr with inuilng ejes, half smil ing, half serkmi, half amorous, half sad, Bo Be Bo eoo looked up with a sudden nnd deliiieui terror tint ion thieugh her as the charm of the siiale's gaze runs through the bewildered bud. "Would you ceioe te wi.h If It were net geed I" he asked again. BcIke's fnoe grew iale and troubled, She left htr land iu Ids becnuwshe did net think nny slianie of hU taking It, But t he question sud leuly flung the perplexity and darkness of doubt Inte tbe eieariie&i nt lax puie child's ceuicleiiciL All her nay had been straight and suuht bufern hir She hail nevcr liad n divided duly. The religion and tlw pleasure of her simple llttle Ufa had alnaj-s geno hand te hand, gi is ting ene another, und net er for an te' stnut In conflict In any hesitation of her own she had nl ways gen-j te Father Francis, and hy bad disentangled the web for her and inaile nil plain. But here wan dllllculty Iu which slie could never go te Father IVuncU. Bight nnd wrong, duty nnd desire, were for the first tlme nrrayed bofero bcr In thelr ghastly and uuendtng warfare. It frightened her with a certain Ureal Ldoa semw of ieri! thejieril of n tlme wlien In lieu of that guutle Mether of Ilexa whom she knt.iel te nmeiy the flowers, shu would only see n dusky shadow looming between her and the leauty of life und th light of the sun. ii uuv uv sum nes auiie vajne te liar lilw I 1889. tutac-iieu no nennlte nanger te his words. Sbe only thought-te eee him was se grent a Jey-lf Mary forbedo It, would she net take It If she could notwithstanding, always, al ways, always! ' He kept her hand te his, and watched with contentment the dunging play of the sbub and sorrow, the fear nm! fascination, en her face. "Yeu de net knew, Bebcer he said nl length, knowing well himself; se much better thnu ever slie knew. "Well, dear, that b net flattering Ie me. But It Is tntursl Tha geed Virgin, of course, gives you nil you have, feed nnd clothes, nnd your gnrelcn, nnd your pretty, plump chickens and 1 nm only a stranger. Yeu could net offend her for ma that b net likely." The child was cut te the heart by the sad ness and humility of words of whose studied artifice she had tie suspicion. She thought tint slie seemed te him un grateful nnd sellbh, and yet all the mooring ropes thnt held her UUIa bait of llfe te Iho harbor of Its simple religion seemed cut nwnv, nud she seemed drifting helpless nnd niddci lcta tqien nn unknown sea, "I never did de wrong-that I knew," she said timidly, and lifted her eyes te hb with an unconscious npjicvil te them. "But 1 de net tee why It should be wreti" te spenk with you. Yeu nre geed, nnd jeu lend me beautiful things out of ether mens mliids that will make me less ignorant; our Ifldy could net be angry with thatshe must Uke It" "Our Lndy-eh, peer little shiipletonl shiipletenl shiipletonl nbcre will her retgiilie wheu tgnomnce hni ence been cut down, root end branch P h thought te himself; but be only eusweredt "But whether she Uke It or net, Belieol Belieel Belieol yeu beg the question, my deari j-eu nre jeu are net se frank ns usual think, nnd tell m honestly I" HaknoVquUesvd), but it amused hhn te neothepcrploxcd tronble that thb, the Orel divided duty of her short years, brought with It Beboe looked nt blm, nnd loosened bcr hand from his, nnd sat qulte still Her lips bede llttle quiver In them. Harnett laughed nnd answered her eva sively. "Yeu Inve dene her the wrong of n fnlr skin when hersb brown, nnd n llttle feet, whlle hers bns blgns n trooper's; there It no greater sin. Behest, jwailble te woman te woman." "Held j-eur peace, j-eu shrill Jnde," he added In anger te the fruiterer, flinging nt her a crown piece, that the girl caught, nnd bit with hertecth wlthn chuekle. "De net heed her, Belice. Bhe Is n coarse tongued bi ute, nnd Is Jealous, no doubt," "Jealous of whiuP The word had no meaning te Bebee. "Thnl'Inm net it student or n Soulier, m ber levers are." As her levers i were I Beboe fdt her face i ,l;,!0'?,m' Wns ,l0 ,,?r " tl"nl Tin) rllllil1 itirtfWvtif. Itraltf nn.l BHS.tl ll..tll...l ...iii. n het, sweet dellght nnd fear commingled. llotice was net quite snttsflcd until slie bad knp-telewtt that night nnd nuked the Master of nil iwer maidens te tee It there wero any vvlckcsinessln her heart, bidden there like a Ihi In a row, and If there was te take K out nnd mnke her worthier of this wondei ful new happluess In her life, CHAlTKIt XIIL The next day, waking wlthn radiant llttle soul ns a bird iu tbe forest wakes te summer, Belice was all alene In the btne by the swans' water. In the gray of the dawn nil the geed f()lk exrept berneif and lame old Jehan had lraui)cd off te a pilgrimage, I.tege wny, which the bishop of Iho city had enjoined en oil the faithful as n sacred duty. Beboe doing her work, singing, thinking hew geed Ged was, and dreaming ever n thousand fancies of the wonderful steiiesba luid told her, anil of tbe exquisite delight that would He for her te watching for him nil through the shining hours, Bcbce felt her llttle heart leap like a squirrel ns the voice that was the inusle of heaven te ber called through thetttllnessi "Ooed day, pretty ouel you nre us early nt tbe lark, Beboe, 1 go te Maj-ence, se thought I would leek nt yen oue moment nl I pass," Bobeo ran down through tbe wet grass Iu a tumult of Jey. She hed nevcr seen him te early In the day nevcr te early as thb, when nobody was up nnd Stirling except birds nnd beasts nnd peasant folk. She did net knew hew pretty she looked herself; like it rain washed wild rose; ber feci gleaming with devv, her cheeks worm with health nnd Jey; bcr sunny clustering bnl; froe from the white cap and tumbling n little iilxiut her threat, because she bad been stoop steep ing ever the carnations, I'lnmeit loosed the wlcket latch, nnd thought there might be hotter ways of spend- big the dny than bt the gray shadow of old Mechlin. "Will j-eu glve me a draught of wa'crp h nsked her ns he crossed the garden. "I will glve you breakfast," said Bcbce, happy as n bird. Bhe felt no thaiue for lli smallneHs of her home; no coufusleu nt tin pnvci ty of ber llttle place; such embarrass ments nre luini of nelf consciousness, and llobee bad no were self consciousness than her own sncet, gray lavender bush blowing ngnlnst the deer. The lavender bush baa no splendor like the roses, hits no colors like the hollyhocks; If b a simple, plate, gray thing that the eec leve and that tbe cottagers cherish, and tbut kecu the moth from the homespun linen, ami thnt gees with the ehstd te their graves. It has many virtue and Infinite sweetness, but It does net knew It or think of It, and If !)? vlllftge glrb ever tell It se, It fanclen they only prnbu It out of klndnews ns they put its (lender, fragrant stwarii away te their worm boeoms, Bobeo was like her lavender, and new Hint this beautiful Purple Emnorer but terfly came front the golden sunbeams te (hid plcasure for a second te her freshness, dm was only very grateful, as the lavender bash wns te Iho village girls. "I will glve you your breakfast," said Bo Be beo, flushing rosily with plcasure. and putting away tha Ivy celb thnt be might cuter. "I have very Uttle, jeu knew," the ndded, wbtfully "Only goat' milk and bread ; but If that will de and there b oemo honey nnd If you would cat a salad, I would cut oue freeh." Me did enter nnd glanced round him with a curleu pity nnd wonder both te ene. It was such a little, small, square plnce; end Its flour was of beaten clay, nnd Its un ceiled reef h could liave touched; nud Its absolute poverty wa se plain and yet the child looked se happy In It, and was se Uke n flower, nnd was smlnlnty nudfiesli, und even se full ofgrnre. Bhe steed and looked ut him with frank and grateful ujes; she could hardly beliove thath-i wai here; he, the strnngcr of Hubes' land, te her own little rush cavcicd home. But she nas net embarraaed by It; she was glad und iiremL There Is a dignity of jieasants as well as of kings the dignity that comes from all ab ab svnee of effort, all freedom from prelcusa. Bebee Iwd thb, und she hail mero still than thb; she hud the itbsolute simplicity of childhood with bcr still. Heme women have It still when they ate four score. 8lw could hnve looked nt hhn ferever, she was su hnppy; she eared nothing new for thcui dazzling dahlias he had left them; he we actually heic here In her own, little, dear home, with thoceiks looking In nt the Hires held, nnd the we t is nediliflg nt the Inttlce, and the starling crying, "Bonjeurl Bonjour!" "Yeu nre tired; I am sure you must be tired," slw said, pulling Iicr llttle bed forward for libit te sit en, for there were only two weckIcii stexiU In the but, and no chair at all. Then she took hb sketching casrl and hruvhca from hb hand, nnd would have kiieded and tal.cn the dust off hb beets, if he would have let her, nnd went liitlter mid thither, gladly and lightly, bringing him n wooden lien I of milk nnd the rest of tha sleu tier fare, and cutting asqulck as thought fresh creeses uu I lettuce from her garden, nnd bringing him, ns the crown of all, Father Frauds' honejeomb en vine leave, with seme pretty sprej-s of liex and mlgnonette mattered ubeut It doing all thb with swift, tneet grace that nibbed thu labor of all leek of servitude, and looking at him ever and again with n smile, that laid i clearly ns any werib "1 cannot dj much, but what I de I de with all my heart" There was something te the dglit of herA going and coming fit theso simple household errands, aeres the sunlit fleer, thnt moved hhn ns seme mountain air sung en an Alp by a girl di Ivlng her cows te jiasture may At e a listener who teillffeicnt has beard the swell of the organ of Iji Ha'Tie.orthe recitative of a great suiger In San Carle, Tbe gray lav end Unwlu-; nt tha bouse r I ..,u VQC1 ,8 I rlw vre.- lAjaaw "V tbe camellias that float te the pewcetate) bowto bewto bowte of midnight supers. This man was net geed. He wu (dU aatt) vain, end amorous nnd cold, and bad feeaa spoiled by the world In which be bad patsad hb davs, but be had the temper of an arttetf he liad retnetbuig, tee, if a pect'a fancyj te was vaguely touched nnd wen by thb smpl teul that looked nt him out of BebVieyee with seme leek Hint te oil IU simplicity liad a dlvine gleam In It Hint made him half ashamed. "1 think," she said nt last, "I thtek h It be wrong, still 1 will wish It yet. Only 1 will net tell myself It b right 1 will Just say te Our Lady, 1 0m wicked, perhaps, but C cannot help It' Se-l will net deceive her at all, an 1 perhaps In time she may forgive. But I think you only say It te try ma H cannot, I am sure, lie wrong nny mere tha It b te talk te Jeannet or te Bac." He liad driven her Inte the subtleties of doubt, but the honest llttle soul In her feuad a way out, as a flower te a cellar finds it wny through the stones te light He plucked tbe Ivy leaves and threw them at the cblckcun en the bricks without, with a eertaln teimtlcnce te the action. The tfan pllcltynnd the directness of the answer ds armed hint; be was almost ashamed te tit ngaitust brr tbe wcnxns of bis habitual war fare. It wns litea mnltre d'nrmes fesciac with bare steel against a llttle naked child armed with n blest palm sheaf. When she bad thus brought blm ellth bad, nnd be te plcvue bcr had sat down te the simple feed, she gathered a rprny of reeesaad let it te a pet bcslde him, then IcfPhhn and went and steed nt a little distance, waiting, with her hands lightly crossed en her chest, te we if there were anything that he might want He nte and drank well te please her, leek hy at lirreften ta bettld -jj- ' - "I break your bread, Bebee," he told, with n toue that roomed strange te her. "I break your bread, I must keep Arab faith with you." "WhatbthatP "1 mean I must nevcr betray you," "Betray me I Hew could your! ' "Weil hurt you te any way." "Ah, 1 nm sure you would nevcr de teat" Howessilcut, and looked at the spray e( roses. "tilt down and spin," he said, Impatiently. "1 am ashamed te tea you stand there, and m woman never leeks te well at when the spina. Bit down aud I will cat the geed thing yett bnve brought me. But I cannot If you stand and leek." "1 Ivg your pardon, I did net knew," tha sild, ashamed lest she should have teemed nnle te him; and slie drew out her wheel un der the light or the lattlce nnd sal down te it, ami began te disentangle the threads. It was a pretty picture the low, tquar casement; tbe frame of ivy, the pink and whlte of the tllmbuig sweet peas; tbegtrlfc head; the cool, wet leaves: the old wooden (pinning wheel, that purred like a sleepy cat "I want te paint you as Gretchen, only tt w 111 lie it shame," be said. . "vVboUaretcbeuP v "Yeu shall read of her by and by. And jeu Hve here all by yourself!" "ftlnce Antolne died ye." t "And nre iievur dulIP "I have no tlme, nnd I de net think I would be If I bad time there b set much te think of, nnd ene never can understand." "But you must be very brave and la lsi Imis te de all your work yourself. Is It KH,lble n child like you ran spin, and Wash, nnd imke, and garden, and doeverythlngP "Oli, many de mero than L Habette's eldest ilnughter U only I'J, and she does muck mero, because she has all the children te leek i.fter; and they are very, very peer; they often have nothing but a stew of nettkwand erhnu n few miaib, dajt together." "Thnt Is) lean, bare, ugly, grewseme poi pei nty: I here b plenty of that everywhere. Bat veu. Helnw i nn Ai-Anti litvl m Ucbec looked across the hut and and breke ber thread Bhe did net knew wbat he mount, but if she were anything tha plensesl blm, it was well "Wbe were theso beautiful women P ta said suddenly, tbe color mounting Inte bar beAsv "Wliat women, my dcarP "Tliose I saw nt tbe wlndew-trtth yeti, last ether night they bad Jewels." tt Ua$ a pretty picture. "Oh I women, tiresome enough. If I bad teen you, 1 would bave drepiiud you tern fruit Peer llttle Ik-bee I Bid you go by, and I never knew P "Yeu were laughing" "Was IP "Yec, and they were beautlfull" Vt "In their own eye; net In mine." v "Nep Bhe stepped her spinning and gazed at blm with wbtful, wondering eyes Could tt ba thnt they wereV net beautiful te blm I these deep red, glowing sun basked dahlia flowers! "De you knew," she said very softly, with a flush of iic'uitcuce that came aud went, "when I saw them I haled them, I ceufened It te Father Francis next ilay, Yeu seemed te content tv Ith them, and I hey looked se gay mid glad there nnd then thu jencbl Borae Berae Borae bew, 1 secmed te myself such a little thing, und co ugly and mean. And yet de yett knew" "And yet wcllP "They did uet leek te me geed tbose wo men," said Bcbce thoughtfully, looking acresi at hhn In deprecation of hb possible anger, "They were great poepli?, I suppcoe, and they apiwatal very happy; but though I scented nothing te mj self after them, still I think 1 would net change." "Yeu are who without books, Bebee." "Oh, no I am net w he ut all I only feet And glve me books; eh, pray, give me books! Yeu de net knew; 1 will leant se fast and I will net neglect anything, that I premise'. The neighbors nnd Jeannet say that I shall let the (lowers die, and the hut get dirty, and nevcr fpte or prick Anncinle'a jmtterus; but that b untrue, I will de all, Just ns 1 have done, and mere tee, It only you will glve me things te read, for I de think when ene b hnppy ene ought te work mere net less." "But will these books make you happy! If you ask me the truth, I must tell you no. Yeu are hnppy ns jeu are, because jeu knew nothing else than jour own little life; for Ig norance Is happiness, Bcbce, let sages, ancient and modern, sny what they wllL But when you known little, you will want te knew mero; and when jeu knew much you will want te sce much aUe, and then and then the thing will grew ypu will be ue longer content That b, you will be unhappy," Bobeo watched hint with wbtful eyes. "IVrhaji that b true. Ne doubt It b true; If you say It. Hut j'eu knew all tbe world seems full of voices that 1 hear, but tliat I cannot understand; it U with me as I should think It b with peeple who go te ferelga countries and de net ktiew the tengue that b pekcu when they land; and It makes me un happy, becauae I cannot comprehend, and te the boekj w 111 net make me tuore se, but less. And as for being cpntcut when 1 thought j-eu were geno away out of the city, last ulght, I thought I would never be. able te raj any mere, because 1 tutted myself, and almost bated thu angcb, and 1 told Mury that she was cruel, and she turned ber face from me as It secrncd, forever." She speke qulte quietly nnd simply, spin ning as she spoke, and loekbig across at him with earnest eyes, that begged blot te believe her. Bhe was saying tbe pt're truth, but she ilid net knew the f orce or the mcaalng of that truth. He lbtcucd with a smile, It wis net new te him; he knew bcr heart mucb better than tbe knew it herself, but tbore was an uikhiscicu ness, ami yet a strcastb, te tba words that touched yuvfce..-h.allnuwi wt MIft ; " " -'c3t -j.. iVJ 'V f " i"Vfl is 14 , M ji,y ti '.J r 4 m --5Tj e 3 .H J 4 ItA t,m m ni k -il ' & i 4 4J m . . aa 38 '( . 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