The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1879-01-07

perior, and went out of the room and
out of the house. But as his hand was
on the knob of the outside door, he heard
a step running after him over the bare
floor of the hall, and he stood on the
steps, fastened out by the spring lock, a
cry rang through the oaken panels-not
loud, but sharp and full of anguish
Then there was silence.
"It is a shamei" exclaimed Doctor
Thayer, turning to open the door again.
But it resisted his hand. He stood
moment irresolute, listening but no
sound came TO his ear. at is cruel that
a child should be made to suffer So"
He put his hand on the bell-knob, but
hesitated before ringing; and that mo-
ment showed him the folly of going
back, If he was not going to take Rose
away with him. He walked uneasily to
and fro on the wide veranda, and after
few minutes, seeing one of the nuns
near an open window, he spoke to
her:
How is the child 2''
"The poor little thing is recovering"
was the reply. "She is with the supe-
rior"
"Dld she faint ?" he asked, quickly.
Yes, sir.'
will wait till she is quiet" he
said, decidedly. Please let me know
presently"
He walked to and fro again with
troubled face, and after while the nun
appeared at the window and beckoned
him. He softly approached and looked
in. The superior sat in an arm chair,
holding the child on her lap; the little
face was laid close to her bosom. 1t was
evident that she was quiet.
"She has found friend" the doctor
thought, looking with feeling of relief
and yet of pain.
The superior raised her eyes and gave
him smiling nod. He bowed, and
turning away, went down the steps, got
into his carriage and drove down the
avenue.
After petting and soothing the child a
low hiihubCSi thC CupCliOl cCb nCt uD-
right, and patting her pale cheek, said,
cheerfully:
Now my little girl must go and
have some breakfast. 1 have pretty
playmate for her here. Will she come
nowp"
Poor Rose had no will of her own and
could only permit herself to be led up
the great stairway, through long up
per hall with bare floor like the lower
one, and into large dormitory that
crossed the end of it and occupied one
of the wings. Both hall and dormitory
had bare look, but were fresh, airy,
and exquisitely clean. This dormitory
had windows at each extremity, and
rows of little white-curtained beds at
each side and down the centre. The
doors stood open into the wash-room
adjoining, showing the long line OF
faucets, each one with a basin under
meath, the racks for towels, and the
countless drawers and pigeon-holes that
lined the walls. The superior led Rose
to one of the beds, drew the curtain
aside, and displayed little girl lying
there with thin, pale face and cropped
hair, but with the brightness of return
ing health in her eyes. The child
smiled brightly at sight of the nun, and
kissed the hand that was offered her.
Here is little girl who has also
been sick" the superior said, lifting
Rose and setting her on the bed beside
the other. 'tAnd now you two are go
ing to have breakfast together. One il
Rose, and the other is Lily. You must
be very fond of each other, and Sc,
which will get strong and we'll first"
Smiling kindly on them, she wisely
left them to become acquainted in thei
cwn way. For minute they wer,
silent, the sick child shyly regardin,
Rose, and Rose looking off with swim
ming eyes toward the windows. A
length, Lily ventured, in the sweet, hes
ltating way of bird learning to sing
I'm real glad we're to have break
fast, aren't you ?"
Rose looked with wan and listless sur
prise at the speaker. Breakfast was tn
thought furthest from her mind. Will
her heart full of grief, and strange
tragical images floating vaguely befor
her mind--images that might we'll,
understood, appal the stoutest mind