The morning star and Catholic messenger., 1875-12-19
THREE STORIES.

and beard, and all that!
'Ahd he never talks in company; Just sits
and gazes st every one, az If he would gaze
through their soulsW
"Yes. and Nell says bis room bss such queer
thinRs in it; tent folded up, and camp
stool, and q 6ock-bed, and all kinds of arms
and pictures of people in the most outlaudish
costumes and shells and stones of every sort"
Sand che told me there's one picture on the
vail near his bed, picture Of the loveliest
ar wouldn't listen to the cbambermaid's
tales, girls. Como here, Elsie. What have
they were group of fashionably dressed
solonEinEs @ Of " frst class" boarding house,
Just outside the city. Elsie was o little child
about i've yesza old. painfully approaching this
hand hand some S1 % OBJECT the the oonss%pation of which
appeared to give beg intense delight. From it
she raised her eyes, dark violet. and thrilling
of children viii be when they are the " vim
dowsn Of innocent souls on which the cross has
Laid its impress. They met those OF the last
speaker as they were raised, and the look must
for she said:
"Poor little thing. Don't be afraid I'll take
"Pshswp cried one of the others, q daIkly
beautiful girl, with soul in her almost fault-
less face; don't bother with her, Lutte. Let
her go to her mother"
"Yes, and we want to talk about that
phenomenon which has come among us this
summer, and little pitchers have big ears'
cried another.
Bot the one called "Lute" (and the name
sounded as if it were made expressly for the
person, if sweetness of look could claim that
which bespoke sweetness of sound), stopped
gently over the child. who began to shrink
away, evidently understanding all that has
been said.
here, and when I've seen il, I'll take you for q
walk, and tell you a story"
The hearts Of the violet eyes held gold now
nj waatpd 0Dened
showed in its white palm a tiny pink-tinted
shell, 80 dainty and so perfectly shaped that it
might have been taken for q curled-np rose-leaf
lying there.
"Mr. Shave gave it to me,' she said " and
he told me, OH lovely story of the sea away
of it comes out Of and how the bed of it's full
Of queens things, and the sand is gold, and the
roof is light. and this ia leaf of flower that
princess loved"
toying with her scarlet sash that wandered
over her black dress in brilliant rivulets of
sheen, caught here and there by Jet pin that
enhanced its stylish effect.
"Hs saw the lovely sea- pursued the child ;
and he said II put this to my ear, it would
sing to me Off. tistepT and deftly support
with pretty look of delight that forgot all in
sinuations ae to her going away.
at sings" she said then, softly, "sings,
"siugs, sings," repeated the one called Lutte,
in voice like her name. What will you do
Will IL, Qo9r "
keep IL, and when am sorry get it to sing
fog me,h said the child in o dreaming tone.
"Mr. Shave said some hearts sang that way
all the time, end"
"Ifone oould only keep such heart for his
own. life would be very sweet"
"Yes," said Lutte. Come, walk now, poo'
'And you'll tell me the story" cried the
child, eagerly, az she fixed her crutch under he
arm. " And please make 1t about some ont
that kept heart that sang"
Then the one called Lutte stood up to go
thereby making picture of herself which " a.
becoming but unpretendingly dEaped in sof
gray, with knot of rose blnshing in mists o
lace ct wrists and neck; the head crowne'
with sunny coils of brown hair, in which
rosebud or two nestled as if they sought th
light hidden therein, and would coax it ont
and the face, all its bloom, and youth, AM
beauty of outline, tenderly held captive in
downward look Of pity Mt the little creatur
helplessly making her way through the on trauc
of the summer-house.
"He's travelled" said the dArl: beauty, whe
the two had disappeared down the garden
walk; that's evident as that he has wor
iron on his heels"
he told papa he had been all over the world
and brother Charley says You can't mentiO
any place he cSnnot describe for you
"Then he talks" indignantly cried a cret
ture exquisitely gotten mp" in ,oernleau blu
with blonde hair, and pink face to match
stalks to-menP
N.Y. SOoi E0p0 pdiA no HoNSA
more interesting tAlker, and you know he is
pretty good judge, having Travelled himsei
and met many distinguished people"
"He don't care to talk to ladies, anyhow
decided another; "but maybe hes ashamed I
HE clothes"
"He must be q very lazy man to epend q
his time lounRinR round here, and doing not
ing, and of course he needs to do somethin
for IL he we're we'll off he wouldn't dress
Shabbily" was the decision of another of Il
Bat how can he afford to stay at hou
like thfsf" was the query that then natural
arose. -,
"Maybe he don't pay his bills" the obarit
BILE conclusion drawn.
"Pshaw! catch our lsudlady taking Gr
boarder without good securityW the next +
mark ventured' on this evidently knOtty su
i0ot.
al guess he's o prince in disguise. Girl
did he ever try to pay any of you any atte
4i0nP ~ now rose to the surface from q pair
very rosy lips
'NeverI" chorussed the others.
'Lute'g away Nell says she heard him al
E.uka fO Pid0 with him once, when she vi