Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1880-04-03

tics, and amid the universal tumult rose the
piercing voice OF Anna: MY friends, there are
drew went to them for IRE and they gave him
double handful OF gold / saw the money my
"Where? What wagoners? Let US go-let US
all 60. Quick Bring the pail, the sieve.
Hurry, or they will be gone. There they are"
Andrew passed his hand across his forehead
as If In dream, and looking towards the fields
saw the fire still burning there.
what is the matter. Andrew? Who are
they?" said gentle voice behind him. Nv here
they have gone towards the fields''
1.-The wagOners," said Andrew, pointing with
a trembling hand towards the fire. Il went TO
ask them for q brand; they gave me coalS when
] got here / found had gold"
:" 1t is true! 1t is a miracle!" said the orphan
girl. ''There are so many pieces cannot count
drew, and behold what God has sent you! You
are rich-there is not person so rich as you In
the village of vuyssielok."
Andrews heart thumped In his bosom; he
looked at the money and then at the young
girl, stepped back pace and Stammered In
voice fullof emotion, "Daria, will you marry
me?"
"Yes," she replied. casting down her eyes and
twisting the hem OF her apron between her fin
gers.
Meanwhile the villagers had reached the wag
onerS bivOuac.
Little fathers, good friends!" cried twenty
of them together, crowding around the mo
~
fret"
"Be welcome" said the Oldest wagner.
Little fathers good friendS!' cried the VII
layers still more loudly, pressing forward with
hands, sleeves, buckets. aprons, hats, presented.
"There are many of yOu-there Is not enough
for all We thought there was but one whose
"only handful, little father" "a single
coal" This way grandfather" "Let Inc pass
The old WAGNER plunged his hands into the
fire. and, drawing up all the Goals that gloWed
there, tossed them freely into this ones bucket,
that ones hat, the others apron. Not one Of
the throng but obtained share.
"God be with you!" he said, sternly frowning,
and turning his back upon them, and God be
with you!" cried the other wagOners. But the
people of Vuyssielok never heard or needed
them; they were hurrylng home with their pre-
ciouS burdens. 1t was only when they had
reached the hamlet that they checked their
course.
"Oh, my little fathers! o Lord!' suddenly
screamed old Anna.
Nv hats the natter"
"They have cheated us-the scoundrels!"
howled the old woman, tearing off her smoking
pettieoat and ninging it on the ground.
sWOw! I'm burning!" screamed another old
woman at the other end of the street.
Put it OUT Put it out! The stuff Is burn
Ing! o, my new petticoat o, my Easter coat!
o, my hat" and they tore off their clothes and
head coverings and rolled each other in the
mud.
When the first panic was over the villagers
looked out over the fields. The fire had disap-
peared. They heard the creaking OF the wheels
OF the tetegaS and the measured tread of the
oxen, which was soon lost in the distance.
"Let us pursue them," cried voice, but no
one paid any attention to it; they were all too
meHtS and S0on they separated glOOmily, each
going to his own house.
That night Andrew alone in the village was
happy and thankful.
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