The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1895-09-29
(Continuod from last sunday.)

Dy josiah Alien > NlA's Ndhasvineiy
bound in cloth and illustrated.
Continued from last Snnday)
The priest mounted the altar and COM
monced the low intoning, broken occa-
slonally by responses from the people.
| Giulia looked up 1T the large painting
above the altar and prayed her little
PRAYER. "Dsar Jesus. bless me, and make
me q good girl, and help ne 10 love all
the people"
| After a few moments the three quietly
| arose, crossed themselves, AM went soft
Is out OF the church, Giulia giving a
| funny n,tle lob in the dire,uon OF the
altar lust as the others did,although she
| nd not know why she ought 10 do so.
TIE signorina had told her many things
| about our Saviour: but the customs OF
years were behind little Giulia. As they
| came nearer and nearer 10 the valley
| which broadeust out before them, the
| words of the verse kept ringing in her
| head. Love one another Love one an
! othcr," and the bell ia the big square
! tower kept time 10 the wor1s, and maze
/ q pretty tune for them There was one
| reservation 81 Ginlia's mind. she was per-
| foctlv willing to love everybody, father.
| mother sisters, Norma, the nuns ana
! Father Orlando O0r had they not always
| been good 10 hcr0 but she could not love
! Amalia.
There she is now" she said 10 herself.
| as they went from the path 10 a large
| shaded square or piazza, where the
botohs were. 4 little girl about Ginlia ;
| axe. having very pretty dark eyes. h0id-
| ing tight 10 her mothers hand, passed
| close by them. Now, 10 our infinite re-
| eret. we must say that Giuiia, forgetting
| htr verse, forgetting her prayers just as
| SION as she caught Amalia's eyes. twisted
| no her little face, turned up her small
| nose. and made 30 hldeous "A face that
| her own mother could not have recognize
| "a her II she had seen her. Fortruately
/ her attention was concentrated on a. Pie
| Of snowy handkcrchicfs which lay Tempt
! inely displayed in one OF the booths.
| Amalla made face equally ugly az
| Glulia, and then, these ciVihues having
| been exchanged, thcy turned away ailer
| their respective mothers.
! on. what a noise there was! Each
| vender shriokcd notice of his wares al
| the TOP of his voice. and eacn person I'D
| the Piazza shfieked also Ia order 10 De
| heard. Crowds OF people were pushing
] AGAINST each other. looking az the dishes
of earthenwars and jars of copper an
| the funny little Whistles ana vases OF
| mai0lica; at the knives male far away
| I'm some distant city. I'm one booth We're
|
| scarlet. and every brilliant color imlsi-
| nable. In another were rows OF curious
| old books. lives OF the saints and vcllum-
| covered manuscripts. These We're 10 at
| tract the gOwHcd priests and monks, VINO
| mingled with the peasants. There, a
| clown told funny stories and over yon-
der was a Punch and judy show az
tracing crowds Of children. Up on the
| stone terrace separating the ROAD from
| the Piazza, were rows Of d3rk-skinnrh
! Mon women AMI Cllldrcr deNourlng
watermelons TO their hearts content.
Around the corner, up the road, could be
seen the hCndrcd or more donkeys, VINO
had carried all these goods on their backs,
! or pulled heavily loaded wagons. From
this row of gray animals. arose at inter
| walls long and melancholy walls, when
| being continued along the line, and COM
! biued with the yells from the Piazza,
| caused a perfect bedlam, and made the
| foreigners who were so unfortunate as
| TO be r0oming near by, wish that they
| were far, far away in desolate desert
! Giulia's mother looked through the
niles of gaudy hauikerchiefs. II she
| could ONLY buy one, All the other wo-
| men, whose husbands were not so lazy
| as hers. were picking out the best In the
| nile There was one with "A bright yellow
| Ground and beautiful red strawberries
| scattered all over g. and border or
| vines. only twenty-five confines tlFe
| ccnts). and maybe she could get II Tor
four by close bargaining. She had rev
| cents-but go much was needed for the
| house and Giulia and Norma. No. she
| must wear her old one another year, ana
| she sadly turned away. Giu'as niue
black eyes were very sharp. 9he sa" her
| mothers eager look and glanced from
| ID
| one which was on the womans head.
| She loved her mother very much. she
| thought Of her own pretty head-coVerIhs'
"sho cave NC one but G1d not get any
| hersclfr flashed through her mind.
"Come. child: Let Us so ana -ook at the
| glass necklaces. Here they are ana
| the mothers hard, worn hand took hold
! of her soft ole. .,
Giulia looked al IL a moment. "Mother
does work hard" size thought
oh. the beautiful necklacesl There they
yyerel Blue a-d green and lovely yellow
| heads that looked Ike gold. Ard there
was Amalia, with necklace on her recH.
| emilia must certainly have one. SO she
| chose a yellow che, and her mother com
menced bargaining with the man. He
| must have franc ana ndlf "lnpos-
| sibllci" exclaimed tine woman, Il VIII
| cf,o half a frame. Tho man spread out
| his hands I'm horror and exclaimed IN MS
| turn. 'Impossibilev But finally agreed
! 10 take half a franc rather than nothing.
! Gulla YVES not comfortable. Those in
| convenient words would keep ringing
| through her head. Love one anOtherv'
Her new handkerchief was so bright: her
mothers so faded. Love one anther,"
! and the face Of the Christ on the CrucinX
who loved her came always 10 her mind.
| But there was that beautiful necklace,
and Amalia had one, and the girls at
school would all love Amalia because she
was so fine. Yes, she must have the
| necklace. But the mother? IL was
| hard fight, but love won.
Gfulia touched her mothers hand and
! whispered. could VIC leave Il a little
J while. cara mamma? | do not want 10
| buy II now"
"Ycs; we can come again Perhaps thou
| wilt nrd something thou likest better. a
| little pin or Il bracelet We viii come
| again perhaps" she added, TO the sales
| man.
"All right. Signora; but no one else can
sell you anything handsomer. l might
sell 1t to you for soldo less" he said.
holding the necklace up TO the light.
| WHAT n tomptationl Giulla shut her eyes
| up tight that she might not see the sun
! light shining on the golden beads.
! ..Come mother" she whispered.
'sThe child wants 10 90. We can come
| again. and they turned away. Hithcr
and thither they wandered. and the
mother could not conceal her surprise
| that her little girl could not find anything