Weekly Trinity journal., 1879-09-20
A SECOND TRIAL.


the audience room already taken, press
ed forward, looking to the right and to
the left to"a vacancy. On the very front
row of seats | found one
Here little girl moved along to make
room for me, looking into my face with
large gray eyes, whose brightness was
soitened by very long lashes. Her face
was open and fresh rs newly blown
rose before sunrise. Again and again
found my eyes turning to the rose like
face, and each time the gray eyes moved
hali-smiling to meet mine. Evidently
the child was ready to mahe up " with
me. And when, with bright smile, she
returned my dropped handkerchief, and
} said " Thank you !" we seemed fairly
introduced. Other persons, now coming
into the seat, crowded me quite close up
, against the little girl, so that we soon felt
, well acquainted.
"There's going to be great crowd,''
she said to me.
Yes" l replied "people always
like to see how school boys are made into
men,"
Her face beamed with pleasure and
pride as she said
My brothcr's goingto graduate; he's
going TO speak I've brought these Aow-
ers to throw TO him."
They were not greenhouse favortes ;
just old fashioned domestic flowers, such
as we associate with the dear grandmoth-
sweet and beautiful TO him for his little
sisters sake"
THAT is my brother" she went on
pointing with her nosegny.
"The one with the light bair ?" |
asked.
"Oh, no." she said, smiling and shal-
ing her head in innocent reproof; not
that bomely one, with red hair; that
handsome one with brown wavy hnir. -
His eyes look brown, too ; but they are
not-they are dark blue. There he's
got his hand up to his head now. You
see him, don't you ~
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him, and from him to me, as if some inn
portant fate depended upon my Identify
ing her brother.
" Yes, he is beautiful" she snid, with
ortless delight land he's SO good, and
he studies so hard. He has taken care OF
me ever since mamma died. Here is his
name on the programme. He is not the
valedictorian, but he has an honor for all
that.n
| saw in the little creatures familiarity
with these techn ical college terms that
she had closely identified herself with her
bro.her's studies, hopes and successes.
He thought, at first" she continued.
that he would write the Romance of
Monastic Life ~
What II strange sound these long words
had whispered from her childish lips
Her interest in her brother's work hnd
stamped them on the child's memory, and
to her :hey were ordinary things
But then," she went on, " he decided
that he would rather write on Historical
E Parallels, aud he's got real good ora-
ton, and he says it beautifully. He has
said it to me great many times, | most
know it by heart. Oh, it brgins so pret-
ty and so grand. This is the way it be-
gins" she added. encouraged by the in
terest she must have seen in my face =
Amid the permutntons and combna-
tions Of the actors and the forces which
make up the great Kaleidoscope ofhi>tory.
we often find that turn of destiny Is
hand"
Why, b,ess the baby - | thought,
looking down into her bright, proud face
| can't describe how very odd and elilsh
il did seem to have those sonorous words
rolling out of the smiling, infantii mouth.
The band, striking up, put an end to
the quotation and to the condolences.
As the exercises progressed, and ap
proached nearer and nearer, the effect on
which all her interest was concentrated,
my little friend became excited and rest.
less. Her eyes grew larger and brighter,
two deep red spots glowed on her cheeks.
She touched up the flowers, manfestly
making the offering ready for the shrine
Nov, it's his turn" she said, turning
to me face in which pride, and delight,
and anxiety seemed about equally min
gled. But when the overture was played
through. and his name Was called, the
child seemed, in her eagerness, to forget
| III Al bn.tIn Hin, ha
rose to her feet and leaned forward foi a
: better view of her beloved, as he mount
ed TO the speakers stand. knew by her
2 deep breathing that her heart was throb-
bng in her throat. / knew, too, by the
> way her brother came up the steps and to
= the front, that he was trembling. The
hands hung limp his face palld, and
. the lips blue as with cold. l feltanxious.
! Tho child, too, seemed TO discern that
things were not we'll with him. Some.
thing like fear showed in her face.
He made an automatic bow. Then n
bewildered, struggling look came into
his face, then helpless look, and then he
stood staring vacanily, like a somnambu-
list, at the waiting audience. The mo-
ments of painful suspense went by, and
still he stood ms if struck dumb. / saw
how it was he had been seized with
stage-fright.
Alas little sister Sne turned her
large, dsmayed eyes upon me. He's
forgotten it," she said. Then swift
change came into her face; strong de-
termined look and on the funeral like