The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-06-18
A Second Trial.

forward, looking to the right and to the
left fer vacancy. On the very front row
of seats found one. ..
Here little girl moved along to make
room for me, booking irto my face with
large gray eyes, whose bril- htness was
softened by very long lashes. Her face
was open and fresh as a newly-blown
rose before sunrise. Again and again I
found my eyes turning to the rose-Hke
face, and each time the gray eyes moved,
halt-smiling, to meet mine. Evidently
the child was ready to "make up" with
me. And when, with bright smile, she
returned my dropped handkerchief, and I
SAID ''thank you!' we seemed fairly in
troduced. Other persons, now coming
into the seat, crowded me quite close up
against the little girl, so that we soon
felt very we'll acquainted.
"There's going to be a great crowd"
she said to me-
Eyes" Ireplled; "people always like
to see how school boys are made into
men,"
Her face beamed with pleasure and
pride as she said:
My brothers going to graduate; he's
gong to speak; I've brought these flowers
to throw to him.
They were not greenhouse favorites
just old-fashioned domestic flowers, such
as we associate with the dear grandmoth-
! ers; 'but," | thought, "they will seem
sweet and beautiful to him for little sis
ter's sake
''That is my brother, she went on point
ing with her nosegay,
1.-The one with the light hair | asked.
"Oh, no. she said, smiling and shak-
ing her head in innocent reproof: mot
that homely one, with the red hair; that
handsome one with brown wavv hair.
His eyes look brown, too; but they are
not-they are dark blue There! he's
got his hands up to his head now. You
see him, don't you?"
In an eager way she looked from me 10
him, and from him to me, as if some i'm
portant fate depended upon my identify
ing her brother.
II see him." said. "He's very good
looking brother"
eyes, he is beautiful she said, with
artless 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
saw in the little creatures Familiarity
with these technical college terms that
she had closely identified herself with her
brothers studies, hopes and successes.
? :He thought, at frst," she continued,
1'that he would write on the Romance
of Monastic Life"
What strange sound these long words
had, whispered from her childish lips !
Her interest in her brothers work had
stamped them on the chlld's memory,
and to her they were ordinary things.
but then," she went on, che decided
that he would rather write on Historical
Para llels,' and he's got a real good ora
ton, and he says it BEAUTIFULLY. He has
said it to me a great many times. I
most know it by heart. Oh! it begins
so pretty and 50 grand. This is the way
it begins" she added, encouraged bv the
interest she must have seen in my face
4" Amid the permutations and combina.
tons OF the actors and the forces which
make up the great Kaleidoscope Of history,
we often find that a turn of Destiny s
hand"
"Why, bless the baby!'' l thought
looking down into her bright. proud
face. I can't describe how verv odd and
selfish it did seem to have those sonorous
words rolling out of the smiling infantilc
mouth.3 49, .- i - r.s.. =. ;
The band, striking up, put an end te
the quotation and to the condolences
As the exercise progressed, and ap
preached nearer and nearer the effort or
which all her interests 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, manifestly
> making the offering ready for the shrine
CHOW, it's his turn" she said, turning
to me face in which pride and deligh1
and anxiety seemed about equal,
mingled. But when the overture wa;
played through, and his name was call
ed, the child seemed IN her eagerness, t.
forget me and all the earth beside him
She rose to her feet and leaned forward
for better view Of her beloved, as hi
mounted to the speakers stand. l knew
by her deep breathing that her heart wa
throbbing in her throat. I knew, too
by the way her brother came up the step
and to the front, that he ives trembling
The hands hung limp; his face was pal
lid, and the lips blue as with cold. fel
anxious. The child too, seemed to dis
Germ that things were not well with him
Something like fear showed in her face. .
He made an automatic bow Then,
bewildered, struggling look came into hi
face, then a helpless look, and then HI
stood staring vacantly, like somnambu
list, at the waiting audience The mo
ments Of painful suspense went by, ant
still ne stood as if struck dumb. I say
how 1t was; he had been seized will
stage fright. ',"*1's
Alas! little sister! She turned her large
dlsmayed eyes upon me-, Giles orsotte1
it, she said. Then swift change cam
into her face; a strong, determined look
and on the funeral-llke silence Of tn