Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-05-11
CHAPTER KIN.

Iho next day, wnking with radiant ittla
soul az bird In tho forest wakes In summer.
Bebee was oil alono IN tho lane by tho swans
water In tho gray Of tho dawn al! the good
folk except herself and lame old Jehan had
tramped of to pilgrimage, Lcgc wny,
which tho bishop Of tho city had enjoincd on
oil tho faithful IN n sacred duty
Bebcc doing her work, singing. tbipkine
how good God was and dreaming over a
thousand fancies OF tho wonderful stories be
had told her, and Of tho exquisite delight that
would lilo for her In watching for him all
through tho shining hours, Bcbcc felt her
little heart leap like squirrel as tho voice
that was the music Of heaven 10 her called
through tho stiffness,
GOOD day, pretty one you are ns carly as
tho lark, Bebeo. ! 60 10 Maycncc. 30 I
thought would look at you one moment az
pass"
Bebco ran down through tho wet grass in a
tumult OF Joy. She had mover seen him 10
early In tho day-nevcr 30 carly as this, when
nobody was up and stirring except birds and
beasta and peasant folk.
She did not know how pretty she looked
herself; like a rain washed wild rose; her feet
cleaning with dow. hor cheeks warm with
health and Joy; her sunny clustering hair
free from tho white cap and tumbling littIc
Ing over tho carnations
Flnmen looscd tho wickot latch. and
thought there might DO better ways OF spend.
Ing the day than la tho gray shadows OF old
Mechln
WIN you give mo a draught Of wa,orr' be
asked her ms he crossed the garden.
u viii give you breakfast" said Dcboc.
hnpry as a bird. She felt no shame for Tho
sinallness OF her home; no confusion nt tho
poverty Of her littlo place, such cmbarrass
nents are born II self consciousness. and
Bcbeo had no moro scif consciousness than her
own sweet, gray lavender bush blowing
against tho door
Tho lavender bush has no splcndor like
tho roses. has no colors like the hollyhocks; "
is a simple, plain, gray thing that tho occs
love and that tho cottagers cherish, and that
keeps the moth from tho homcspun linen, and
that goes with tho dad to their graves.
II has many virtues and Infinite sweetness,
but It docs not know II or think Of IL, and II
Tive village girls ever tell II 10. II fancies they
only praise II out OF kindness ~ they put itz
slender, fragrant spears away Ia their wnrm
bosoma Beboe wns liko her lavender, and
now TINT this beautiful Purple Emperor hut
tertiy came from the golden sunbcams 10
find pleasure for second In her freshness,
she was only very grateful, as the lavender
~ ,yiII a,,a o., - r.a,L, r,
bea ausb;,,o, r,si,, .,,;,h ,.Ioas,,,. - ....i
ayay ,ha 10 caIs ,h., i,a -, p"''"'s
aI h.,o ,.,,r I,..i,. -. ,..Is,.' -.
vistfuIIv "9,Iv ,sn,,,s Iii, a., ,'.s.sn,
~ tbat ,yu, 40 ona ,ha.a 4, -, L".. o"'
and n Won wo,ld aat n sa,,d 7 ,.o,,Ia ~. -
Srns, y Wv '''' "o"i' eu' ono
He did enter and pianeoi round him with
o curious pity and wonder both In one
Il was such n little. small souara n,aco.
and its floor was of beaten cIav. aud N. ~
ceiied roof hs could bayo to,icboi. ,nd i,s
absolute poverty was SO plain-ond %, ,ha
child looked 50 happy in Il. and was NJ, lilo o
flower, and WINS sodainty md fresh .nd avo,
90 full OF grace.
5he stood and looked at him with fro,k
and grateful ewes; sho could bardIv helIev.
that hs was here. he the strangcr ~ PnI.,s,
land. Ia her own littIe rpsh cove,ad bon,a
But sho was not onbarrassod hv ~. sh.
was clad and proud
There Is n dignity NJ neason,s N. ,so,I n. =,
kings-tho dio,uitv that cor,.s From, al a.
scnco Of effort, ali Freedom from nrot.nse
Bebee Ind this. and She had more sti,I ,ha.,
this; sho had tho nlsoIuto dmnlici,v -
cbildbood with her s,iIl ''
Some women bnvo n s,iIl who, ,ho,, ma.
four score
She could have looked at him forever sbo
was W happy; sho cared notbing now FOR
thoso dazzling daLlias-ho had leI tbom h.
was actually hero-bero IN her own itt,ia
dear home, with tho co.. Ks lookln, I'm at ths
thrcsbold. and the ny,o,t ,,cos nnJJie, n, ~
lattice, and the Startling crying. uBoniouri