The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1892-02-24

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was true indeed that she saw things in
Olives future that she would not plain
ly speak of. 1t needed only little
knowledge of humanity to foresee that
this girls deepest suffering would come
to her through the man she loved.
81 am afraid you don't like him." the
poor child went on. 'What has he said
that displeases you? All! / am disap-
pointed; l thought you would say was
the most fortunate girl in the world!"
lucy bent forward and kissed her.
"olive," she said gently, 81 shall like
him better when he thinks more of you
and less of that great idol-success. l
see that he is clever, dear-very clever
in his own way; and so determined that
he is almost sure to win the things that
he is seeking. Only could wish that
he had eyes to see the treasures that he
passes by while he runs the race. l
wish that he would sometimes give
thought to those things that are not
won by mighty effort but given freely
given by Fathers bounty and love.
Surely life need not be all striving,
Olive"
"Oh no." murmured Olive with sigh.
Il feel that it takes a very little to
make me perfectly contented. But men
are different, / suppose; they want far
more than we do, and they must strug-
gle till they get it. For my part, Lucy,
/ should love to live in cottage with
Michael, and be just myself. But he
wants me to be more than myself. l
daresay he is right; to him must seem
a very ignorant uninformed creature"
"You are not ignorant, considering
that you are village girl" Lucy an
swered. "The old vicar, who helped
Michael so much, must have been your
friend also. 1t surprised me, when I
first came here, to find a girl who was
a reader and thinker. Take courage,
my child; you are not as far behind
Michael in the race as you suppose.
And if--if our plan is really carried out
you will learn great deal with your
uncle Wake"
Lucy" Olive said, looking up sud-
denly, ''you have never told me how
you came to know anything of my uncle
Wake"
A slight flush rose to Lucys face and
was gone in an instant.
"Mr. Wake keepsa secondhand book
shop in the Strand" she replied quietly.
"a friend of mine, who was very fond
Of books, used TO take me there often,
and your uncle talked MS only those who
read can talk. 1t was pleasure to go
to that shop; some of the happiest mo-
ments of my life were spent among
those piles of old volumes, and Mr..
Wakes cheerful voice and kind face
can never be forgotten. That man un-
derstood everybody, and sympathized
with everybody, believe. He was a
large man with a large heart. He gave
people chances of snatching little bits
of happiness. Oh, Olive, | think an
old boolI-shop is one of the most de.
lightful places in the universe. II you
happen TO be missed, no one thinks of
looking for you in such dusty, musty
retreat. The most glorious fragments
Of life are often hidden away in dull
spots where few can find them. Be-
tween the dingy covers Of some of these
ancient books one might come upon
poems that sparkled and glowed with
immortal light and beauty. Some of
our brightest memories are shut up,
believe, in the dimmest hooks and cor
ners of the world"
Olive looked at her in silent surprise.
The beautiful worn face had grown
young again; the eyes were shining
"But you love the country, don't you,
Lucy?" she asked, after pause.
"Yes." Lucy's face grew pale and
still again. "Yes, IL is good to be here.
! feel that am resting before go to
rest"
II wish you would not talk so," Olive
said, with tears gathering in her large
brown eyes Lately have thought
you better, dear; and Michael told
me that you were not as Ill as had led
him to suppose. You could talk and
laugn Win MN, and IL made me happy
70 see you SO bright"
II would do great deal to make you
happy" Lucy answered, stroking the
girls smooth cheek. "And now that
the spring has come, Olive, l shall be-
gin to teach you my craft. You must
20 out tomorrow and gather
"'Knots Of flowers, and buds and garlands gay
my fingers have not lost their old
cunning, and know that shall have
quick pupil"
Olive moved from her seat and sank
down on her knees with her head or
Lucy's breast.
do something else for me-" she
entreated. TRY to love Michael for
my sake. Try TO see him with my eyes
and feel for him with my heart"
Lucy smoothed the brown hair away
from the young face and soothed her
with loving words, as though she had
been a little child. This woman, who
was going out of the world, pitied the
other, who had TO tread the old, thorny
path. She had been left upon the road
alone; some had hastened on before,
some had loitered and stayed behind
the hand that had clasped hers had sud
denly loosed its hold, and then abe haa