New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-09-25

4 the fire.
. You shall not get the pig without killing me
hrst. You are cruel man.
ne man grew angry.
Tell you what, yOungster; Pve mind to try the
Jumping irons on you Tor your impudence. You look
I ike drowned white kitten Clear off, if you
do Ror. want to taste something right red hot
move and he dld not quail.
=, would rather you did it to me than to this Door
e. =. Pm blowedP said the man, relaxing his wrath
rom sheer amazement. Well, you're a good
plucked one, you are
Il -. DO not know what you mean said BERTHE, a
niue haughtlly but you shall not hurt the pig
Darn me p yelled the man; I'll burn you, sure
as you live if you don't kneel on your bare bones
and beg my pardon
] ! will not do that
NO; you are a wicked man.
Berte's eyes closed; he grew faint; he fully be-
heyed that in another instant he would feel the
: Kissing fire of the brand But he did not yield
me mans hand dropped to his side. You are a
plucked one he said once Lord child, it
was loke ou're such rare game un, to humor
Sr t Rn I'll let the erIttur 90 without marking
aua" down ySnfT from T cn e fool if you're not
Berries eyes filed with tears He held his hand
out royalty to be kissed, as he used to do at
The big, black looking man crushed it in his own
brown paw.
MY! you're game unT he muttercd with
And you, win never, never, never burn pigs any
more SAID berte, searching his face with his own
I'm ue'er brand this nm said the man, with
\ S sl laugh. Lord little sir you're the
4 hIst rs ever got rs much as that out OF me-
- But YOU never must do it, said BERTHE soemnly
1t is, wicked of you and God is angry aud 1t is
i very mean for you. such a big man and strong.
TO hnrt a defenceless dumb thing. You must
/ What is your name little master p said the big
) mai humbly.
4 They cali me Avillion'
4 William Then I'll say William all the days of
my life at my prayers o Sundays said the man with
\ some emotion and murmured TO himself, Such a
thanks tip tIv and IN
] he lifted his hat politely, and went ont of the
shed before the man could recover his astonishmen
q hen the lutte Earl looked back, he the giant
pouring water on the ire and the pig was loose.
4 Il was afraid thought BERTHE. But he should
nave burnt me all up every bit; never would have
s And something seemed to say in his ear: The
q ovecst thing IN all the world courage that goes
4 hand IN hand with mercy; and these two together
q can work miracles. like mag clans
PN tnH tihe berte, except Tor cert. n !nallen-
able grace and refinement thai wore III his little
4 lace and figure. had few marks OF young gentle
man. His snowy serge smlrchcd and stained
with lackberics his red stockings. from the
water and the field mud, had of their original
& color hls hat had been bent and crumpcd by his
4 fall, and his hair was rough. Nobody passing him
coud have dreamt that tins sorry wandercr rs "a
tile Earl. Nevertheless, when he had been dressed
IN his little court suit and had been taken t. see the,
! Queen once at Balmora he had never been IA
quarter so proud nor tenth par5 so happy, lie
4 longed TO meet Cromwell. and Richard the Third
j and GesSer and Nero. He began TO feel like all
! the knights he had ever read of, and those were
many
4 Presently he saw n little maiden weeping. She
was an ugly little maiden with a shock head of red
4 HAIR. and a wide mouth, and brckdust skin; but
3 She vas CRYING. In his present heroic mood, he
could not pass her 10y unconsoled.
Little GIRL why do you cryr he sad stopping in
q the narrow green lane.
d She looked at him out of sharp little eye and
her face puckered up airesh 'lse going to schulz,
y To school do you mcan' And why does that
make you cry Can you read
"a Nav, SAID the maiden, aud sObbcd loudly.
Then, why are You not glad to go and learn z
sad Beftie, III his superior wisdom.
rcdhairci one With howl Mothcrs a.b sas sick to
q and Iam's hurt his leg, and Who'll mind baby :
Hell tumble the kitto Ger hlssell know he will,
Z Dear dear SAID Bertlc systematically. But
why do YOU 20 TO school, them
z nymph; Use only ten. And daddy had up
last week and PIT in prison eos he KEEP at home.
And if ! amt at home, who'll mind baby and
A who'll bile the tatcrs, ana WHO'LL Oh. how /
3 wish was thi,tcenP
s Hertie did not understand lie had never heard
! of tho school Board
What does your ather do 2 he asked
a Works brick field. All on us work i brick
4 field can take baby to brick field he sit in the
schnlc. and hen be seait know heli be sca IT,
= oodnt 90 to the bIackgnds now if 'tweI"n;t rs
poor dad says as how must EOS they lock him up
y with increasing sympathy: and think You ought
20 obey WIN Inn and go 60 will see if can find the
She pointed vaguely over the copscs and pastures
Go on mile and you'll Jim I,rackens cottage
will try said Berthe swectly His fancy "a
q well az his charity was stirred: Tor he had never
that hc knew Of, seen "A baby, But indeed Won
should 30 to school
n I'm a-going, said the growing and blowzv
81 heroine with last sob. and then she oii running
a as quickly pair of her fathers boots times
a too large, allowed her; her slate and her boots
d making loud clater as she struggled on her way
lie was 10y THIS time very tired for he not used
y to such long walks; but curiosity and compassion
put fresh spirit into his heart and his small legs
pegged vigorously over the rough ground. the red
Incoming nv IL
time much begrmmcd with mud
lie knocked at one cottage door, and saw only n
very cross old woman, who lourishcd a broom at
n him.
The other cottage was so low covered up in its
lrokcn thatch, which in turn was covered with
lichcn, and so tumbledown and sorrowful.
look lug, that Berthe thought It was u ruined cow
shed. However 1t stood where the school gir had
we say i'll French, and advanced to it, The rckety
q door stood open, and he saw n low miserable bed
WIN miserable woman lying on it, q shock
headed boy sprawlcd on the floor, another crouchcd
before irc OF brambcs and sods. and between the
egs OF TINS last boy was strange. unconth shape
le"s OBJECT which, but for the fact that 1t cry
ing loudly, never would have appeared To his aston
a ished eyes rs the baby for whom was prophesied
81 tragic and early end by the kettle. The boy who
had this object between his legs stared with two
little round eyes.
Mamsey, there's young gemman,' he said in an
awed voice.
q BERTHE took OF his hat, and went into the room
n WIN his prcttlcsi grace.
If you please, are you very i'll y he said in his
little soft voice, to the woman in bed. met
y meta little girl vino was anxious about the
a baby, and l said l would come and see if could
b be OF any usc-'
n The woman raised herself on one elbow. and
looked AT nun with eager, haggard eyes.
Loru little sir there's nought to bc done for us
4-leaslways, unless you had shllin or two
i have no money murmured BERTHE, feeling
81 very unlike u little Earl in that moment. The
n Indifferent