Feliciana sentinel. [volume] (St. Francisville, La.) 1877-1892, 1879-11-22

ed stalks OF barley ana rye. WHICH, ia'i
er, mother and brcthern strong and lusty |
of life as the sinewy oxen, and fonrtold
moro british, had forgotten the little
suffering cripple at home, was it not she
that saved daily a portion of her own
scanty meals, bread and milk, or often
times the treat of a juicy peach or apricot
that Josette had so carefully watched as
it ripened against the sunny side OF the
cottage, especially tended and gathered
for Marie that Dedee might not lie down
hungry on the hard pallet that served
him for a. bed, and which otherwise he
would do, for his mother. the shrillest
virago in theprovince was won't to cry oat
| on the least complaint, "Art hungry
then up and work, that and thy brdl-
ren should be forced ito toll tor lagzy
crippled do. nothing and often hard
blow accompanied the more cruel words
No wonder that Dedee blessed the hanu
of his ONLY earthly friend, did ever Saint
so much for him though he prayed and
cried to his patron the live!ong night to
ease his cruel lot. And even Toinette,
.Toinette the miser', as she was called.
whorHvcd alone and forbidding in her
dark desolate cabin, and had, heaven
ONLY knows how many francs and oven
Golden Louis hid away in some secret
pIace. Old Toiuette Stunned by man
and woman. whose threshold was never
crossed by priest or holy water, who was
the mock Of r1balu children, and the ter
ror of the timid and superstitious even
she unbcnt her stern, dark features IN
smile. when she saw Mario approaching :
for il was she, when the old woman lay
sick and moaning in her bare, hot cabin,
and mono to tend her, that brought daily
the pot Of cool spring water, and boupo
the dripping bandages on the throwing
TEMPLES of the sufferer. And when recov-
cred. Toinetto protfered money for her
services, it was rejected with indignation
by the girl, I want it not" " But us
rold' ur ced the old woman. " Nay, the
Good st. Elizabeth took no money tor her
services. AID surely, who am so much
less mist not.' " Chut. chut little one,
dost think to be Saint" with smile OF
mingled pity and derision. Then Goa
helm thee when one is q woman ana
moor. ltis easier to be devil. Thou wAt
, find the road toilsome and rough for tiny
, younc feet. 1t were better for thee 10
i live forever under the green grass OF the
crave. than to live with such deluslve
, hope singing IN thy heart, but go thy
l way and God go with thee" In time II
, grew to be village jest on the simple
:. hearted child, so earnest in her efforts
I ! ca sincere in her desires. Hast heard,
G would CRY enc gossipto another, Josette
G Marie would be Saint. Manon's chile
. 4 saint, think thou of that lis all o
e learning to read would answer the othe1
u crone shaking her head dolefully, ant
# thinking II tho spirit, if not il the words
i of the Festus, Much learning had made
:, her 1naG.' 'Thanks to tho Virgin III,
l. Fifne has no such silly ideas, she think
" but of the spindle, or the chesnut roast
q ing or the gay harvesting, already IS til
u chest half full of her marriage linen,
q good girl is my Fiine. 'IWere better
d .Josctte rooted the idle notion from Marie
rt head. / wager, would do it. A Sam
IS indeed.' But little caring for the con
- ments of the hamlet, Marie pursued tn
Il even tenor of her way, dissatisfied lndec
ID with her feeble efforts, but striving earl
IN estly to emulate the model she had cho
OF en-. and all the better for her cndeavors
as ( Il better child, q better friend. W.
le shoots at the midday sun, tho he
s sure he shall never hit the mark, yet
he sure he is. he shall shoot higher than wi
at aims but at Il BUSH"
nd Early in the morning while the de
ne hung heavy on tho1~grass did Mai
nw Gather the treasures of Josette's 1lowt
ch pot. dropping roses, ovcrwcighcd
VI. their own fragrance, shy aud sprinkll
is violets. the slim fair lilies. hyacinc
ed bellies, ringing praises of their own low
ly, ness, crocus buds, ,bold and saucy, a
;he the sweet brown, golden eyed miSn'
ler nette. and with Mere Josette and
lot basket of rcd, toothsome radishes
es. crisp, fresh crosses go to the mari
ne town to dispose of flowers and vegetab
ted Ere evening came nigh, the last bloss
vas was always sold, for to be candid Mar
the attractive face drew as many as
re- graceful boqucts in her basket. III
be peasant flower girl, slender and fair,
ant brown hair neatly Plated under
gh- coarse linen lap, y cotton petticoat
,oor wooden jacket, and Gathering Sab
con could any of those, wi o stopped to
Ilcd mire the fresh bloom OF the flowers III
ern basket, or of the face above them, q
,wn in the depths of her fooliest untnto
the heart, longing was stirring as pure
lpc as holy rs ever animated SIT ua'ah'o
ilk, his quest for the Holy Gral'' once
Ah gay young noble while choosing o"'
Who of violets and creamy .rosebuds Tentu