Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-09

mark Here a man-it was old Edward
was engaged in mending q canoe. Geofrey
glanced at it and saw that it was the identi-
cal canoe out of which he had so nearly been
drowned.
fIook, Efie," said he, ''that is the boat
out Of which was upset" Efie opened her
wide eyes and stared at the frail craft.
''It is horrid boat" she said; II don't
want to look at it.
YOU'RE quite right, little miss, I" said old
Edward, touching his cap. cit amt safe,
and somebody will be drowned out of 1t one
of these days. wish it had gone to the bot
tom, I do; but Miss Beatrice, she is that
foolhardy there amt no doing nothing with
her."
ST fancy that she has learned lesson"
said Geofrey.
"May be, may be, " grumbled the old man.
"but women folk are hard to teach; they
never learn nothing till it's too late, they
don't, and then when they've been and done
it they're sorry, but what's the good o.
that?"
Meanwhile another conversation was in
progress not more than a quarter OF mile
away. On the brow of the cliff stood the
village OF Bryngelly, and at the back OF the
village was q school, plain whitewashed
building, rooted with stone, which, though
amply sufficient and suitable to the wants
of the place, was little short of an abomlna-
ton in the eyes of Her Majesty's lordly
school inspectors, who from time to time de-
scended upon Bryngelly for purposes of ex-
animation and fault-fnding. They yearned
to see stately red brick edifce, with all the
latest improvements, erected at the expense
Of the ratepayers, but as yet they yearned in
vain. The school was supported by Volun-
tary contributions, and, thanks to Beatriee's
| energy and good teaching, the dreaded
board, with its tads and extravaganza, had
not yet clutched it.
Beatrice had returned to her duties that
afternoon, ior nights rest had brought
back its vigor to her strong young frame.
She had been greeted with enthusiasm by the
children, who loved her, as well they might,
for she was very gentle and sweet with them,
though none dared disobey her. Besides, her
beauty impressed them, though they did moi
know IT. Beauty of certain sort has per.
haps more effect on children than any Other
class, needless and selfish as they ten seem
to be- They feel its power; it is the outward
expression of the thoughts and dreams that
bud in their unknowing hearts, and is some
] how mixed up with their ideas of God and
heaven. Thus there was in Bryngelly little
| girl OF 10, a very clever and highly excitable
child, Jane Llewellyn by name, born of par.
ents Of strict Calvinistic views, As il
chanced, some months before the opening Of
this story, a tub thumper, of high renowI
and considerable oratorical force, visited thl
place, and treated his hearers to lively dis.
course on the horrors of hell.
In the very front row, her eyes wide with
fear, sat this poor little child between hel
parents, who listened to the minister with
much satisfaction, and little way back sal
Beatrice, who had come out of curiosity.
Presently the preacher, having dealt suf.
iciently in terrifying generalities, went OF
to practical illustrations, for, after the man.
| ner of his class, he was delivering an ex.
temporary oration. "Look at that child, >
he said, pointing to the little girl; ''sht
looks innocent, does abe not? but If she doe.
not find salvation, my brethren, tell yoI
that she is damned. Ifshe dies tonight, no
having found salvation, she will 10 to hell
Her delicate little body will be tormenteC
forever and ever"
Here the unfortunate child fell forward
With a shrek.
"You ought to be ashamed Of yourself
sir" said Beatrice aloud.
She had been listening to all this i'll.
judged rant with growing indignation, and
now, in her excitement entirely forgot that
she was in place oi worship. Then sh,
ran forward to the child, who had swoOned
Poor little unfortunate, she never recovered
the shock. When she came to herself, i
was iound that her finely strung mind hat
given way, and she lapsed into condition
of imbecllity. But her imbeeility was moi
always passive. Occasionally fits of pas
sionate terror would seize upon her. Sht
would cry out that the 6ends were comin(
to drag her down TO torment, and dash her
self against the wall, in fear hideous to be
hold. Then it was found that there was bu
one way 70 calm her; it was TO send fol
Beatrice. Beatrice would come and tax,
the poor thin hands in hers, and gaze Will