The herald., 1894-12-25

pack. long rolls green waterproof cloth
without, and blue sleeps fur within,
that was oommodious as valise,
and warm and dry for bed,
had already cost 80 francs
and two glasses OF beer; go that Modes-
tine, as | instantly baptized her, was
upon all accounts the cheaper article.
had last interview with Father Adam
in billiard room at the witching hour
of dawn, when l administered the
brandy. He proiessed himsclf greatly
touched by the separation. and declared
he had often bought white bread for the
donkey when he had been content with
black bread for himself. This state.
ment, according to the best authorities,
must have been flight OF fancy, for he
had name in the village for brutally
misusing the ass; vet it ia certain that
he shed tear. and the tear made
clean mark down oae cheek"
In describing the commencement OF
his journey he Gays: ''Modestine
tripped along upon her four small hoofs
with sober daintinsss of gait until we
reached place where the road begins
to mount through pine woods, then she
took pace which there 10 no word mean
enough to describe; it was something as
much slower than walk, as q walk 10
slower than run. l took in my right
hand an unhallowed staff, and with
guakipg spirit applied it to the donkey.
Modestine brisked up her pace
for perhaps three steps, and then
relapsed into her former minuet. An-
other application had the same effect,
name of an Englishman, and it goes
at nv 70 luu md
rudely on female; God forbid, thought
/, that should brutalize this innocent
creature; let her go at her own pace,
and let me patiently follow"
Later on, in the same volume. O. chap
ter devoted to Night in the Pines. OF
which the following ia an extract,
speaks for itself:
Might is dead, monstrous period
under roof; but in the open world it
passes lightly, with its stars, and its
dews, and i.s perfumes. and the hours
are marked by changes in the face of
nature. What seems O kind of tenn
poral death to people choked between
walls and curtains. ia only light and
living slumber to the man who sleeps
a6eld all night he Can hear nature
breathing deeply and freely; even AZ
she takes her rest she turns and smiles;
and there is ono stirring hour,
unknown to those who dwell in
houses, when a wakeful influence
goes abroad over tine sleeping
hemisphere, and all the outdoor world
are on their feet. 1t is then that the
cock first crows, cattle awake on the
meadows sheep break their fast on the
dewy hillsides and change to o new lair
among the ferns. When that hour (to-
wards in the morning) came to me
among the pines l wakened, thirsty, my
tin was standing by me half full of
water. l emptied it at q draught, and
feeling broad awake after this internal
cold aspersion. sat upright to make a
cigarette. The stars were clear, colored
and jewel-like, but not frosty. A faint
silvery vapor stood for the milky way.
All around me the black firpoints stood
upright and stock still; faint wind,
more like q moving coolness than q
stream of air, passed down the glade
from time to time 40 that even in my
great chamber the air was being re.
nerved all night long. have not often
enjoyed Q more serene possession OF my
self, nor felt more independent OF ma.
terial aids. thought had re.discov-
cred one Of those truths which are re-
vealed to savages and hid from politi-
cal economists; at the least
l discovered q new pleasure
for myself, lying buckled in my
sack, and smoking alone in the pine
woods between four and five Thousand
feet toward the stars. When l ewoke
again many of the stars had disap.
pesred. and away to the east 1 saw a
faint haze of light. Day was ct hand.
The blue darkness lay long in the glad
where had so sweetly slumbsred; but
soon there was broad streak of orange
melting into gold along the mountain
tops of Vivarais. A solemn glee pos
sessed my mind at this gradual and
lovely coming in of day. 1 heard the
runnel with delight; l looked around
me for something beautiful and unex-
pected, but the still black pine trees,
the hollow glade. the munching ass re-
msined unchanged. Nothing had al.
tered but the light, and that, indeed.
shed over all spirit of life and of
breathing peace and moved me to
strange exhilaration. Even as l looked
q gush of steady wind 90 long as a
heavy sigh poured direct out of the
quarter of the morning. The trees near
at hand tossed back their black plumes
in its passage; ten minutes q ,aitsgs the
sunlight spread at gsllop along the
hillside, scattering shadows and spar
kles, and the day had come completely.
had been most Hospitality received in
my green caravan-seria. The room was
airy, the water excellent, and the dawn
had called me to a moment. l say
nothing of the tapestries, or the inimit-
able ceiling, nor yet of the view which
l commanded from the windows, but
was in some ones debt for all this
liberal entertainment, and 80 it pleased
me to leave pieces of money in the turf,
Rs left, for my nights lodging"
The Strange Case of Dr. ekyll and Mr..
Hyde, Silverado Squatters, Merry Men,
Black Arrow, and More New Arabian
Nights, all we'll known as adventurous
tales with rich and racy incidents, to-
gether with his memories and portraits,
and the Wrecker's Catriona and the
Ebb Tide (the last three written in
Samoa). make q list OF works 90 rich in
coloring, wonderful in executionesand
in style as to be q liberal
education to those who may read and
profit by them.
OF his book of verses for children and
called the Child's Garden of Verse Mr..
Edmund Gosse SAYS: 1.-THE first thing
that strikes the reader is the extraor-
dinary clearness and precision with
which the immature fancies of eager
childhood are reproduced in it. 1t is
not invention, bat vivid memory pa.
tiently directed to little things, and
charged with imagination. 1t gives