The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1895-09-22

cr's lap silver half franz.
The price OF two liters OF MILK saii
the mother. grsyely. "Ah, these Foreign
ers. they are funny,
Now, 4 half-franc Is about ten cents,
and | doubt il many Children at nome
would go into raptures for much less
than a dollar. But this simple family
was delighted.
Now thou shalt have that glass neck
lace" said the mother. Thou art such
a good girl, and thou earliest the milk
in the glass bottle so safely to the Sig
norma. that she must love thee. | sup
pose she has plenty OF half-francs.' she
added meditatively as If to say to her
self. Il wonder how il feelsi'
"Oh. and she gave me this" continued
the child. drawing something from her
pocket II was a card with picture on
il OF two children having their arms
round each other. Under It was a verse
I'm Italian.
''Read it. thou" said the mother. who
could no. read herself, but was very
proud OF Giula's accomplishment. she
had learned from the nuns who kept the
school in the old convent perched way
I'D yonder on the mountain. Giulia SPELL
ed IL out carefully. Love one another"
'iShe said" continued the narrator,
that Jesus was our Saviour and loved
us. and that we must love Him and
learn to love others more than ourselves,
because he loved us more than Himself.
She never said one word about the Bless
ed Mother. and l did not dare say any
thing"
she is a hereto. my child.' said her
mother; perhaps Father Orlando will
not like thee TO have the card"
please do not take It awty, mother
I never had anything so pretty, ana II
cannot be wrong TO learn Love one an
other II must be just Ike thou lowest
me and that is beautiful
The loye-lieht shone in the womans
sharp black eyes as she stopped 10 KISS
her little daughter Keep thy card.
child. / will not tell the priest"
Giulia walked over IN front Of the cru
cinx. made her little curtsy and stool
still looking at il. Did He really love
rne?" she thought; Il never heard about
IL. / thought # was the Blessed Mother
who loved us. ! Will say prayer as
the Signorina said. only II better not
tell mother. for she said our lady was
a hereto. Dear Jesus. bless me and
make me "A good girl and make me love
all ;he other people l don't love ANA
liza. just the same" she a1ded, under her
breath: but maybe | don't have to-"
Come called the mother; lets go
down 70 the fair"
Up IN the mountains Of italy, far away
from tks large towns, the vendors OF
all sorts OF wares go from one place
TO another putting up booths and at
tracing the country people for miles
around. They usually arrive in the even
Ing. and during the night work briskly
that all may be ready by morning.
Down the hill the three peasants walk
ed slowly, that the grandmother might
be able to keep pace with the two young
or persons. Each one had a colored
handkerchief tied over her head after the
custom OF Tuscan women. Giulia's was
bright and new; her mother had saved
and pinched, in order that she might
buy IL for her child on her fiesta, when
she was eight years old. But her own
kerchief was faded and worn. IL was
several years since she had had new
one. not since-since Tessa was mar
ried two years before. and Beppi her
husband. had brought II as present for
his mother-in-law.
I'VE shall nave a good YIELD Of grapes, -
muttercd tho old Norma, IS they went
down the narrow. cobbestored paths
between the high ctone walls wh'cn in
closed lare, vineyards. Occasionally
through gateway they caIylt glimpses
already tineed with purple.
yes. II will not be long till we shall
be able to work IN the vineyards, ami
that will be good The Madonna be
thanked for a good harvest Of grapes, -
she said. crossing herself. Let us stop
in a moment at the church and say a
prayer or two"
Right on the side Of the mountain rose
the square campanile or bcll-tower.
where the old, browR-robed monk rang
the great bell several times a day. cali
ing the people TO prayer. Attached 30
this tower. so typical Of Italian places
Of worship. stood small stone church,
gray with age. covered with the growth
of ivy Of several centuries. They pass
Cd from the brilliant glare of the sunlight
into the cool shadow Of the church, and
kneit revercntly on the stone pavement,
which was crossed and reerossed by pc
culiar pattern i'm mosaic. As tho women
told their heads and looked around 10
see who else was In the church whom
they knew. Giula's little brain was busy.
II she should tell her mother all that
tho English young lady had told her
what would become OF here Would old
Father Orlando. who was just coming
through the carved doorway and making
his way among the kneeling women 10
Tie altar. lock her ny In the black dun
ceOns below the church. whers for many
years herctics had been imprisoned; Ugh
Giulia did not mind a diet of Tread
moistened with cool water from the
brook. when She vas ont in the sunshine,
and could see the birds and flowers
hut in those awful dungeons. On no. She
had better not toll.