The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-11-15

Smiles are filter than tears for the
young"
She sprang up like startled fawn,
aud stood confronting him with wide,
frightened eyes.
Fear not" he said. "Who knows
but am one of the fairy folk from
yonder hilly spot, where 1t is said they
gatherY If 1t be so, ! can, maybe help
you in your trouble"
"Oh, If you could ~ she said, with a
happy light driving away the lurking
look of mistrust from her great dark
eyes. "Ill tell you all about it, and
then you can let me know If you can do
anything"
The old man had spoken in jest not
thinking but that the girl knew him
but seeing the innocent confidence with
which his words had inspired her, he
suffered the delusion to continue, and
listened at first with ali intention of do
ing her good, If he could do so just out
of an impulse of compassion; but after
the first few words that fell from her
lips he felt an interest to help her for
another and personal reason.
81 have lost my lover" she said wip-
ing the tears from her eyes. Ellis peo-
pie say that am too poor to come into
their family, and that if 1t were not for
his love for me Rudolph might have
married the richest farmers daughter
hereabouts. But, alas / have not a
gulden TO my name, and must take SER
vice to earn my living, now that my
father is dead"
$50 your faithless lovers name is Ru-
dolph, is 1t ?"
ooh do not call him that; he is as
true as steel. But would be the first to
forbid his coming to court me, now that
his parents have forbidden it. L would
not draw down upon him the curse for
disobedience to ones father and moth
er."
"That is well said,'' was the approv-
ing answer; "but dry your tears.
promise you all shall yet be right Tell
me Rudolph's last name ?"
sit is Kline, and his folks live yonder
in that nicely painted farm house with
the lilacs in front of it. See ?"
Eyes, yes, see. Now run home, lit
tie one, and give yourself no trouble
Look as pretty as you can and not grow
pale with crying. Then when your
lover comes fastening along the green
lane to see you, he'll think you are like
one of the pretty posies, and he will be
glad to gather you to his heart and wear
you there all his life. But what is your
e?'
"Halka Ladislaus," she said shyly,
dropping graceful little courtesy, and
turning to go away in obedience to his
command. She never once looked
back lest it should offend the kind and
wonderful representative of the fairy
folk who had evidently great deal of
power, or he never would have spoken
with so much authority.
The old man then went to the "nice-
| ly-painted farm house," where Halka's
lover lived.
A sharp faced and sharp voiced wo-
man met him at the door; but she was
profuse in her expressions of welcome
as she invited him in.
After an interchange of civilities the
conversation gradually took a turn to-
wards family matters, led in that direc-
ton by the visitor. He listened patient
ly to the mothers loquacious praise of
her two elder sons-of their thrift and
good management and other virtues, ex-
pecting to hear Rudolph's name at the
last. But he was evidently the black
sheep. There were no concentrations
for him. He was not once mentioned.
"And how is it with the son you call
Rudolph ?'' he asked at last quietly
"He did me good turn once and seemed
a likely sort of lad at that time"
$50 he was until he lost his head
about Halka, the old professors daugh-
ter-a girl without enough guldens to
bury herself decently with if she
should happen to die."
"Then the lad has fallen in love with
weakling, has hep thought he had
too much the look of good sense about
him to do such foolish thing"
''No such good luck Halka's as
straight and strong as young pine sap
ling, and is as red and white as cherries
and milk. No, no, she'll live long
enough"
"Then she won't need burial money
yetawhile," said Josef, with sly chuck
lie at the trap Frau Kline had inadvert-
emily fallen into. "Let me see-Halka
-xuh har