The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-11-15

deed. And tAisk ofthe bene6t to Robbie to be coasean1y associased with such . pessoa,D she wenf on; vhy, only the other day l overheard her reprovine him for torturing 6y It is low and base to be cruel to anything weaker than ve are, Master Robbie your father is a gentleman, aad the son of q gentleman must not do things that are low and base.'n
 @And what did the prince reply P asked his father.
 Mrs. Blanding smiled.
 He said, Papa may be gentleman, Marguerite, but mamma is not: 90 | shall do what ike.'s
 Mr. Banding laughed hes rtiiv.
 Trust his small highness 6or an arxu- ment We shall have to make . lawyer of him, Louise. But is it not snsuee ii as we have never discovered Marruerite,s oroeherf Wood-carvess are not 70 plenty m Chicago. or in America, either, for that matter, that one of his skill should re- main undiscovered afev all the effcry we have made to find him."
 Perhaps he never came to Chicaso at all. John. Do, pray, 20 out and take Robbie away from those 6over beds: he sesms oens cn destroying them" When Robbie vss brought back to the oreekiase.room, riding triumphantiy ca his fathers shoulder, Marguerite followed, her white apron filled with fragrant blossoms Robbie's mischievous hands had picked.
 
 Really" said Mrs. Banding, what can we do with these howersi The vases are already filled. Here, Marpues- ite, take them te the hospital in the next block No, Robbie, you cannot eon n- the child was clinging to MarRue.ise's tiou.n
 Nonse~sem said Mn Banding. Go to the accident ward. MarRuerite. suppose . broken leg is scarcely con- tagious. only wish the houses where people live were half as well disin6ected and as thoroughly ventilated. Let Rob oae go; we may want to make surgeon of him yet"
 Robhie-who, in his fond fathers im- agination, had already been invested with bishops robe, sat on the judicial bench, and tiled . professors chair iu . medical college srotted along with Mar guerite, and when the hosuital vas reached, ga.ed delighted down the long hall m the convalesceats' ward, with its rows of clean white beds on each side. He walked down the room between the matron and his nurse, who carried the freshly cut fragrant flowers. The matron paused before bed, whose occupant lay with his face to the wall, asleep dHeren| she said, is psor fellow who vas hun the day he reached the city. He has been here tor months, and amuses himself when the pain is not too bad, by carving on bits Of wood that the surgeons bring him. Lay a few flowers on his pillow, and pass on."
 But Robbie's keen eyes had spied . little carved box half under the pillow, and with his usual boldness seised hold ot tt. AS he did 90. the dearest, sweetest melody, was heard. a prelude, like the frst faint twitter of forest birds at dawn and Marguerite, her face irradiated. listened moment. then fell on her knees beside the bed, and clasped the uncon- scious deeper in her arms.
 Al see the valley once more,n she soobed, and the vineyard, with clusters purple in the autumn sun the fountain. fiecked with shifting shadows; and the dancers at the grape festival. h is oh God be thanked 1 it is Francois at iass i l Oh, Francois, my heart is breaking for | the mountainA the dear ones at home, | and tor Jacques! Let us 60 back to them i soon, my Francois!"
 And they did. Francois convalesced rapidly, and with orders enough to heep | him employed for . yesz, they returned | to Vaud, and rejoiced the heaSts of their | parents, to gay nothing of Jacques. whose | good. faithful heart had been heavy since MarEuezite's departure, CT Lisstte, vhose bold, souowful eyes had often been with tears for the absent Fran cois.
 Al this happened some years since. Old Antoine, and his wife, Jeanne, sleep ln the parish church-yard but h the |iftle chalet On the mountain live Iacuues Godiu and MaEEuerite, Ais vie: snd Dometimes, when Francois and E;seete come with their children to visit them. Jaeques relates to the lirtle sroup the Isory of AargueEiee's music-box.
 ~ - N 1~ Weals S0euv O navS . 1A&- ent" crie sturdy ittle Francois Be su- set turning upon his Uncie Jacques his bold, black eyes. Q likc those of Liseeas, his mcth@, and to be . great gen,ns, md admired by evszybodv
 dare not say that 1t is not" ansvess |acques, h the old. slov fashion, look lng admiringiy at Francois, the eldsr. who has sean the reputation of beng the most skillful woodcasver in the canton ' that do not knsv, but this an sure of that God sometimes leaves his bess york to be done by those who are oalv owing and good."-/sAia IfSlzs Dxss, Is L<sfiss Nsystapey.
 The plumber may not be . musician, put he oeeen plays on the pipes.-Bostss