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lOrInglng Her up III suSh total seCIuSlOn an
Ignorance was almost cruel but Pierre an
swered that he could give her good fortune
and would take care to secure a good HUSBAND
for her; and her perfect purity and inrocenct
were so beautiful, that the kind hearted but un
wise edclesiasic did not insist farther
In the mean time she grow apaoe; and hc
mother being dead, Marie lived on as before
with her father, whose affection only increased
with his years, both of them apparently think.
ing that the world went on as they did them
selves, unchanged in a single idea. Alas
"we know not what a day may bring forth,
even when we have an opportunity OF seeing
and hearing all that passes around us. Pierre
and Marie were scarcely aware Of the com
mencement of the Revolution until it was at
lis heigat--lne marquis, his son, and The good
priest massacred-madam escaped to England
and the property divided, and in the possess
ion OF others Of a very different stamp from his
late kind patron, a model of suavity and grace
of manner even in that capital which gave laws
of ppliteness TO the rest OF Europe. All this
came Ike a clap Of thunder upon de astonish-
ed Pierre and although he continued to live in
his old cottage, lie never more held up his head
Finally lie became quite childish, and one day,
died sitting in his chair, his last words being
Marie, his last action pointing to the little
figure Of the Virgin. When his death, howcv-
er, became known, the new proprietaire desired
that the cottage should De vacated, and came
himself to look after its capabilities. lie was
Gstonished at the innocent beauty Of the youth
tul Marie, Tut not soneued by it for his bold
coarse admiration, aad loud, nsoleut manner
20 terrified the gentle recluse that, as soon a :
it was dark she made bundle of her clothes
and taking the cherished little earhen image
in her hand went forth, like Eve from paradise
though, alas ! not into a world without inhabi-
tants. Terrified to a degree which no one not
brought up as she had been can form the least
idea Of, but resolved to dare anything rather
than meet that bold, bad man again, she plung-
ed inIo the increasing gloom, and wandered,
wearied and heart broken, she knew not whittier,
until, hungry and tired, she could 90 no farther.
She lay down, therefore, at the foot of a tree.
with her head or her brnd.c and the Virgin in
her hand, and soon fell sound asleep.
She wa5 awakened from dream Of former
days by rough hands, and upon reganinr her
recollection, found that some one had snatched
the bundle from beneath her head and that
nothing remained to her but the little image.
associated in her mind with that happy child
hood to which her present destitute and friend.
lc,= condition formed so terrible Il CONTRAST
The snccrs, and in some cases the insults Of
the paSser' by, terrified her to such degree,
that, regard. IS OF consequences, she pcneirat-
ed further into the Bos de Bouogne, when at
length weak, and indeed quite exhausted from
want Of food, she sank down, PRAYING to God to
let her die, and take her to Heaven. She
waited patiently for some time, hoping. and
more than half expecting, that what She asked
50 earnestly would bc granted to her. About
an hour passed, and Marie, wondering in her
simple faIlh that she was still alive, repeated
her suppcation@, altering them in her dis,rac.
iion IL loud tone of voice. Suddenly she
lancied She heard sounds of branches breaking
and the approach "t iDutsteps, and filled with
the u,mos, a'arm lest ii might be some OF those
much-dreadei men who had dcrdcd and insul-
ted her, she attempted to rise and fly; but her
$carness was So great that after few steps
she fell.
My poor GIRL said kind voice, are YOU
i'll What do YOU here, so tar from your home
and friends :
'l have no home, no friend but God. and
want to 90 to Him. Oh, my God, let me die
let me d,e!'
You are too young to die yet; you have
many happy days in store. | hope. Cone,
come eat something, or You will die
But eating will make me live, and wan,
to die, and go to my father and MOTHER
But thst would be to kill yourself, and then
you would never see either God or your pa.
rents, You know. Come, eat morsel, and
take a mouthtul of wina.'
Bat When you 90, there is no one to give
me any more, so shall oaIy he longer in dying
'Sef-desruclon, you ought to know, if YOU
have been properly brought up, is the only sin
for which there can be no pardon, for that is
the only sin we cannot repent cf.'
Marie looked ,midly up at the manly, scnsi.
ble, kind face which bent over her, and acccp-
ted e food he offered. He was dressed as a
workman, and had on his shoulders "A hod OF
glass in fact lie was an itinerant glazer. Ills
look was compassionate, but his voice, although
soft, was authoritative. Refreshed by what
she had taken, Marie sat up, and very soon was
able to walk. She told her little story, one word
of which he never doubted.
But what do you mean TO do 2 asked the
young man.
TO stay with you always, for you are kind
and good, and no one else is so to me-
But that cannot be it would not be right,
you know
And why would it not Ee right Oh, do let
me don't send me away | will he so good =
answered she, her entire ignorance and lnno-
cense preventing her feeling what any girl,
Drought up amongst her IeIIOW Creatures now
ever carefully, would at once have done.
Auguste was Belgian, wlhop, any relations
at Paris and with little means of supporting
wife; but young, romantic, and kinG-hearted,
he resolved at once TO marry his innocent pro-
egee, as soon at least as he could find priest
to perform the ceremony-no easy task at that
time, and in the eyes of the then world of Paris
no necessary one, for profgacy was at its
height, and the streets were yet read with blood
of the vrtuous and noble. They began life,
then, with his load of glass and her gold cross
and earrings, herlooms of considerable value,
which provldential!y the robbers had not thought
of taking from her. With the produce of the
earrings they hired garret and some humble
furniture, where they lived from hand to mouth,
Marie taking in coarse sewing, and her hus'
band sometimes picking up few sous at his
trade. Often, however, they had but one meal
day, seldom any fire and when their first
child was born, their troubles of course mate
rally increased, and Auguste often returned
from weary ramble all over Paris just as he
had set out-wthout having even gained a
solitary sou. The cross soon followed the ear
rings, and they hod nothing left that they could
part with eXccp, the little plaster figure so often