The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1892-08-10

all seemed entranclngly delightful
to the visitors, so, very naturally,
Mrs. Ruthven remarked to Madame
Carnot,
You have a delightful home"
GA beautiful one" was the an
swer, as the speakers face grew still
sadder, "but not delightful since
my Marie was taken from it,"
Sadie Ruthven heard what was
said, and Marie had whispered to
her that little Marie Carnot had
been a "sweet-faced, blue-eyed girl,
just like her." A great pity touch
ed her heart for the lonely mother.
If the beautiful home, with all its
treasures of wealth, was not delight
full, she must be so very sad indeed.
When they again re-entered the
villa Sadie was attracted by love-
ly painting illumining the wall of
dainty little room. Marie had
stopped in the hall to play with a
cunning little dog named Bijou, SO
Sadie was alone. The picture was
very sweet-a little girls face, with
tender, laughing blue eyes and
smiling mouth. 1t charmed her.
Pretty soon an arm stole about her
waist, and as she looked up tear
dropped upon her face. Madame
Carnot stood beside her.
"That was my darling" she said,
her voice husky with tears, ''my
only pet, my one sweet lamb. You
look like her, my dear"
Sadie put both arms around the
lady's neck and kissed her. "I'm
so sorry for you" she said.
81 can't endure the thought that
l shall never see my beloved child
again-that she is lost to me for
ever" and her tears fell like rain.
Sadie kissed the lady again, and
said, essaying to comfort her.
you'll see her in heaven of
course; and you don't really mean
she's lost forever-you can't see her
here, but you'll see her there, in
heaven l lost my sweet little broth
er two years ago. wanted him so
much that it seemed as if 1 must
have him. But one day papa
bought me little picture, and it
comforted me. [ always carry it
with me when | go away from home.
I've got it over at Auntie Theisson's
in my portfolio. 1 will give it to
you"
ooh, here you are /" cried Marie,
who was through playing with BIZ
jou; "we're going; come, Sadie"
When they we're in the carriage
again, and rolling away, Madame
Theisson said.
81 pity Madame Carnot from the
depth of my soul. If she could on
ly believe that little Marie is in the
care of a loving Father?"
"And doesn't she?" asked Mrs.
Ruthven.
"She is a skeptic; she has no
faith in God, and one does not dare
approach her on the subject"
ooh !" said Sadie; 81 talked
about little Marie; and [ told her,
mamma, that I'd send her my little
picture, The Saviour blessing little
children. Would she be angry man.
map"
81 hope not, my DEAR" answered
mamma.
So the little picture was sent 70
Madame Carnot. 1t was done up
in soft, shining paper on which was
written, with Sadie Ruthven's
love-"
Two weeks passed a way. Then
one morning two handsome white
ponies before a fine carriage stood
at Auntie Theisson's door. Mad
anne Carnot moment later entered
the house and called for MADE
moiselle Sadie"
When she appeared she was fold
ed close in the grand lady's arms.
"My DEAR" she said, joyfully,
"twas your little gift that did it
that and your sweet words. I've
found my little Marie, and I've
found my Saviour. Marie is not
LOST know it now. He is caring
for her."-Erne8t Gilmore IN Morning
Star.
Be Thorough.