The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1890-12-27

crying only - my-cuirassiers, my
fine cuirassiersr
Every well Have you not been paid
for theln?"
Eyes, but love them so much. They
are so handsome. when have them all
there before me. look at them with 50
much pleasure But dare not touch
them because papa has forbidden it.
Then when they are all gone weep, for
would like so much to have one all to
myself"
And have you not asked your father
( for oney
Eyes. but papa is poor and cannot f-
ford it. He needs all the money for us
The little invalid looked at him with
gentle but astonished eye.
"Then one would make you very
happy" he asked
ooh, yes, indeedl" sobbed Charles
with new flow of tears
Then CASTOR reached him his toy.
"Here, take minel give it to you.
AMI YOU can keep the twenty sous, tool
Charles Froer feared he did not heal
aright-dared not believe his ears. Nev-
ertheless he half reached out his hlnds
with curled fingers, wide open. sparkling
eyes, half smiling while hesitating to be
lieve in his happiness.
May | not give it to him. mamma;
Are you not willingy
Surely. my darling!' said the mother
in deep emotion, putting her hand iii her
pocket. bat suddenly withdrawing 1t she
murmured:
Perhaps his self denial will win him
more OF heaven" and she disappeared in
the crowd with her physically deforined
but noble minded child.
. Charles Froer returned to Acacia
street. His account was correct. For
his twenty cuirassiers he returned twenty
francs.
He hid his toy i'll his pocket. In the
= evening he played with ii: III the morn
y ing also before starting out He even
: took it with him to the boulevard. fear
= ing if he had it at home that his father
= mi ;ht find it and make him resell it.
9 This continued through all the cold
: month of December, but the little street
: vender was now merry, and his voice,
= though still feeble, was no longer sad
:. when he cried:
y The cuirassiers, fine cuirassiers. FOL
:, twenty sous!"
:. Two months passed, in which Charles
* had not seen the little invalid, but the
gift was daily joy and reminder of the
. giver
8 One evening he heard his father say:
u "Gaston Lembelly, the son Of oul
g house owner, is very ILL.,"
d Charles felt u sharp pain in his heart
. and large tears filled his eyes Two day
rs after his father again said:
VI "Gaston Lembelly, the son of the pro
20 pretor, is dead"
NC Charles shut himself into the close
o. where he slept. In bed he drew tn
ie sheet over his head and wept, hardl,
vs. knowing why. He dozed, but continues
ta to weep in his dreams.
ne Two days more he saw the large doc
- of the house hung with black drapery
% bearing in silver the initials G. l..
=, On table ut the entrance, beneat
-, the wreaths of flowers, and lighted b
az wax candles, was little casket, not lal
=. ger than would have been required for
~. child of years. When it passed on
~ under the hangings many friends TO
o. lowed it. But far behind the procession
% more unkelnpt than usual, his hands sti
ny deep in the pockets of his corduroy
az covered with Il pail of dark gray, and ;
90, times flakes of half melted snow wei
rs be ten by strong gusts of wind into I'll
NY. face and eyes,
~ truly living i'll such II time was NJ
- -, cheerful; it was ii happy taing for lit
49,, CASTOR to go away 10 country whei
49, the children Of the rich who had bee
'.' good to those of the poor here belo
~ 40 would meet aud play and love each othe
and never know cold or want.
- Charles did not dare enter the churcl
az but fingered in the vicinity until l
~, could join the procession in its sio
- movement toward the cemetery of Mon
murtre. He kept far away from evel
on while the remains of his little ben
li::Ss factor were being hid away foreve
~: He felt almost ashamed to be there. Z
if it We're bad action, not having be,
60 invited by any one. And he trembl'
~ l for the safety of his company of cnra
a., siers which he dared to leave in char
10y of friendly comrade, unknown to b
VA. father that he might follow, even at
~ in the mourners' line, weeping for i
so, little friend He also avoided the kee
"a ers fearing they might chase him ava
Men, women and the little childre
H. friends of the dead boy, passed ba
49, through the gate, and CASTOR was IL
IN. forever under the cold of the wet cart
90 1t was then that Charles timidly d
ou, preached looking behind him to see
~" he was watched. No, he was entire
3 alone With care and tenderness
L. drew from his deep pocket the wood
n cuirassier.
His mother did not buy him anoth
Nv ~ and there won't be any up there p
=" - - haps," he softly whispered to himself
e. He considered the toy minu
~ ~ touched the spring, and for the last til
.ar the steed galloped the .saber cut a
~ ~ pierced and put in flight the terrible
invisible enemy.
Then he kissed the brave man on ca
W ~ cheek, pressed him on his breast, hiss
o. him again and gently placed him
Us Us meath the lovely and odorous wreaths-
Iii Ia, fitting grave for hero and steed. In lei
~ ing the cemetery he continued to IL
us If anu 'iiio" n - ~ ~, ii. w..
'''' from the French of Jules Mary by Ba
am Blake for Boston Budget.
my Saving His Life.