Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1885-03-06

"They are only thirsty said Ruth,
and she forthwith laid aside her work,
and, bringing cracked bowl from some
mysterious recess, arranged the flowers
within.
"Put them where | can touch them,
Ruth, " whispered the princess.
Thereupon her busy handmade drew
to the side of the low cot small pine
table, not by any means an article Of
virtu, but by reason of being the largest
article the room contained, the small
table seemed to bear itself with quite
iaunty and important air.
tThey are like the flowers that grow
in my garden, said the princess, after
pause.
Ruth raised her head with an under.
standing smile.
"Is it very fair to-day7" she asked.
''It is beautiful to-day, said the child,
clasping her little hands. "There are
yards and yards of green field, and the
brooks are all singing Oh, Ruth don't
you hear the brooks singf
"Sometimes hear them, ~ answered
the older sister, softly, raising her eyes
WlUl Idf-dWdN uuSluS III thOh. ~ -
very beautiful, dear"
She went back to her work again,
looking out for an instant as she passed
the window, where air and sunlight
such as they were-did come in, and up
ward where the sky showed, blue and
fair. Thank God, the sky is fair to rich
and poor alike; and once again her face
was as the face of an old woman, though
the beautiful, sad eyes, gazing upward,
held something of the passion and pain
of life not wholly withered and dead.
"Thc beautiful ladies will give me
more flowers, Ruth" questioned the
princess, wistfully.
"More flowers, dear, on ThurCday,"
answered Ruth, already busy with her
work.
1t was two miles out of her way, and
the sun was very warm, and car-tickets
were luxury the princess sister could
not afford; nevertheless, the president
of the flower charity, busily putting the
finishing touches to bouquet, and talk
ing as she worked to grave, handsome
man beside her, saw the slight young
figure enter the rooms that Thursday af-
ternoon, and smiled-a true, womanly
smile-across the intervening space.
THAT is she," she whispered to her
companion. 81 will beckon her this
way. Now you must make her talk, for
she is very proud, or else extremely shy" "
Neither shyness nor pride, however,
could hold their ground against such
smile and cordial greeting as awaited
Ruth Trevor when she stood before the
two. Gradually she told her story, quite
simply, never dreaming, so adroitlY was
} she questioned, that she was telling 1t at
8 all. And it was so easy to tell of the
little one at home-that was what she
, called the shrunken little room on the
1 margin of the fourth precipice--wher
e the flowers that were to make her happy
: for many day were put into her sister,
e willing hands.
r "What is your occupations" asked
? young Dr. Fargood, suddenly.
e 81 tried to get dressmaking-I think
could have done that well'-raising ear
Y nest eyes to his-"but-I failed; so"-
K with a brave little smile--'1 do slop
s work" The doctor stared. 81 max
V mems jackets" explained Ruth, meetin
h the uncomprehending look. "Some
!, times it is something else-just now
e am working on gingham blouses."
!. "And how much can you make a
|, that!" abruptly, but by no means un
r, kindly.
/, "They pay me thirty cents dozen fc
j. the blouses, and l make dozen day
sometimes. when can afford-when
L I lya q INTpn and
If half"
k II will come and see your sister,
/. said DR.. Fargood, after an eloquent
n lence. perhaps may be able to hel
n hern
d ooh, if you could, sir" cried Rutl
e wistfully; "but-"
Iy 81 shall try, went on the docto
A. calmly, taking no note of the propos
1t ton, or of the flushed, troubled colt
), coming and gCing in the pretty face, 81
le do her some good; and it may assist m
p l like to study such cases when l hay
It the chance"
d. He spoke in quite cool, business-lil
,e way-almost cruelty, Ruth thought,
ne if that wee little thing were a creatu
be to be studied and analysed. And ''wht
n. he had the chaucew Such cases, ala
a were not rare, and none knew this be
e. ter than DR.. Fargood. 1t was a mob
d. deception, however, we'll accomplishil
ne its object. The doubtful sentence W
i'd not completed The proud color fade
he and she thanked the physician wltho
as that bitterness which is poverty's her
age when the soul of the possessor thel
On Of is cursed with pride.
ut The succeeding day the young doctc
with a rccklessness fearful to behol
bade defiance to the menacing perils
Ter the four precipices, and wholly uni
w iured and in no wise disconnected, fou
> himself, dispensing with unnecessa
see ceremony, ushered into the presence
he her royal highness.
cr- He bent over the small creature wi
is woman's tenderness.
ely "What is your name, little oneN
asked
ler The child raised her weird eyes
his.
H." 81 am the princess of SPAIN" she {
me swered sedately.
Amazement stamped itself for an
red slant on DR.. Fargood's face; then
ike comprehensive smile swept it away.
"Just So" he said; II see. Where
or's your castles"
lest "In Spain, of course" answered
ant princess, somewhere have ne
of been My back is bad. When it is |
ost ter | shall go. But I know just hov
looks. 1t is very beautiful castle. +"
led "Tell me about it, said the doct
it. gently.
'Its not much like story book {
the tle," with a queer little smile. ''It il
-ied cold stone It's painted red, and
trees are so big around itthey just re;
nth their lono arms TO each other and sh