The Princeton union., 1881-08-18

they had TO fatherall later creeds Many were
the strange characters, many the tongues,
In which these books were written.
And can you read all those dreadful Ian
guages, Father?" asked Miss Bella.
= = No, not all, he replied, 4but many; and
Brother Anselm, who is the librarian, can
read them all.
Can he read that, FatherPn said Carrie
Bunner, with wide-open eyes, turning over
q curious looking volume.
Yes, my daughter" said the monk.
smiling, athat is only Hebrew. Even I can
read that.
The library exhausted, Father Augustine
asked them if they would like to ascend to
the observatory, where there was fine
view Of the surrounding valley. Miss Bella
was the first to speak:
Oh, girls, /" said she, "I'm tired: don't
think care to 60. But since the father
has been 50 kind, some Of you go.
But the other girls were tired, too. And
SO Miss Bella, with an appearance Of great
-abnegaion, declared that she would
go, although Father Augustine politely pro.
tested that the climb was fatiguing, and, if
tired she should not attenpt it. But op-
position only made her more determined.
SO they went together.
Oh, what lovely view!" cried Miss
Bella, as they gazed over the fertile valley.
Oh, father, I'm ever so much obliged to
you for inducing me to come"
1T is indeed well worth the trouble" re-
piled the priest.
Father" said Miss Bella, fixing her
brown eyes upon him, what is the reason
that you say my daughter to Miss Burner,
and not to the rest of us?"
Because, said the priest, gravely, 4she
is Catholic, and the rest are heretics.''.
How do you know she is Catholic?"
Because she bowed to the Host when
in the church, which none of the others
did"
$50 I ana a .heretic, too, suppose?'' said
Miss Bella, with a pretty pout.
eyes" said the priest, calmly.
Gam SO dreadful, then?" said the girl,
archly.
NO" he replied, flushing slightly, 'but
Ah, wicked Bella! you have pierced the
priestly armor.
Come, father" said she, coaxingly,
"call me daughter, too. I feel as if we re
leper or something. Ugh!" And she
shivered, and then laughed merrily.
Very wel-my daughter said the
priest.
Miss Bella was as pleased as is victori-
Gus general. But she was not content. She
leaned out from the window, and as she did
SO she dropped a glove upon the floor,
When she turned the glove was gone.
Miss Bella could have hanged herself.
But all things have an end, and so had
the tete-G.tete in the tower Bella at last
descended, and as usual found her cham
pions cross through waiting, and as usual
subdued them. And SO they bade farewell
to Father Augustine, thanking him for his
courtesy, and crossed the campus to the
carriage. And when they reached it wick
ed Bella could no longer conceal her story,
but told with great glee how she had made
an impression upon the heart of Father
Augustine. L am afraid she used a slengy
word in speaking.
Carrie Bunner was horror stricken.
Bella Chester, said she, II don't be-
lieve word of it. Do you mean to tell me
that he, priest, would keep one Of your
gloves?"
PRIESTS are only men, said Bella, de-
family.
"Well, I don't care," said Carrie. II
don't believe it, SO there"
And the girls climbed into the rockaway,
which stood near the old porch; the view of
the college was thus intercepted.
John had listened meanwhile with much
,, interest. He believed Bella. He. privately
believed she could captivate any man. if
she set her mind on it. And as he took
fresh chew of tobacco, and prepared to
start, he indulgtd in much quiet mirth at
the priests expense.
Suddenly black-robed figure appeared
around the corner of the church. Bellas
heart went down into her diminutive boots.
It was Father Augustine.
II wonder if he heard us" she said. to
herself.
The monk motioned to John to stop.
He advanced to the side of the carriage,
One of the servants" said he blandly,
doting his angular cap, has just come
down from the observatory where he found
! glove. It was probably left by the young
lady who was there with me. Which was
the lady?"
Carrie Burners eyes sparkled malicious
ly. She pointed to Bella
rs it yours, Miss?" said tbe monk,
smoothly.
Bella mutely nodded. She could not
speak. She felt that she was crimson to
the roots of her hair.
He handed it to her. Il bid you good
day, young ladies'" said he gravely. And
he strobe off toward the college.
John touched up his horses. He erinned.
but said nothing. He was man, and there
fore generous. The girls giggled and said
great deal. They were women.
And Bella? Well, Bella had wondered
at first whether Father Augustine heard her.
She is wondering yet.