Connecticut western news., 1898-04-14
WHO MAKETH ALL" "

his head on his hand, and he was think ing of Phyllis far away in Ral Pindi with her husband. The table was piled with books-several stood open inviting ly-and fair white sheet of paper lay on his plotting pad-but he did not write.
 Presently Jakes opened the door and said: ''There's a young wCAan, sir, asking to see you. Shall say you are engaged?"
 "A young woman, Jakes?" queried the scholar. What sort of a young woman, and from whence?'
 Well, sir, and Jakes closed the door behind him, 1T do think she's from the circus as is on the village green.
 From the circusp repeated the scholar. "What can she want?''
 "She won't give no name nor yet no message, sir. Shall I say that you're engaged, sir?'
 Jakes considered it the "height of impudence" that a hussy from the cir GUS should dare ask to see his master and longed to send her about her busi- ness. Fine doings, indeed, for such as she to be asking for gentlemen, as bold as brass.
 The scholar pondered, then he said | half to himself: Phyllis would like me to see her-she was always kind. | Jakes, you can show her in"
 Jakes departed, much displeased, and presently ushered young woman into carefully and ill fashion that said as plainly as possible, "Well, I wash my hands of this foolhardy proceeding" The young woman advanced into the i middle of the room and then stood awkwardly and said nothing. She was a tall, slight girl, attired in variety of garments, startling in hue and hay | ing apparently no connection with one another. Her hair was brushed about her forehead and stuck out in series of large "rolls' behind. The hair was crowned by hat of portentous size adorned by several rather dejected look ing feathers. But under the furze brush of hair the face was oval and almost beautiful in its regularity of feature and pure color.
 The scholar rose and bowed, then with old fashioned courtesy he set a | chair for her and, having seen her seat ed, murmured something shyly as ito what he was indebted for the pleasure I of this visit. '"
 The girl stared at him with wide blue eyes, then said abruptly: ''I sayi You're knowin old cove, aren't you?"
 The scholar stared little at this de- scription of himself and waved his | 5,, ;rI went on: Five 'eard in the village as you are always a-studyin old books and knows all sorts of heathenish lingo. Now, do you know how to make love poshin?"
 The scholar gazed at her in speechless astonishment. Then he grasped the edge of his writing table for support and stammered, Do I understand you to ask me if I know anything about love philters?"
 "Yes, that's the ticket" said the girl genially. II want love poshin to give my young man. Els been and took up with Mile Leonore, what does the trials of strength, and wants to bring i'm back to me. You give me the per skiption and I'll ask the galipot' to make it up. Twas sure as you'd know"
 The scholar felt quite sorry for her when he realized the disappointment he was about to infiot, she smiled so pret- tily and looked so pleased. He shook his head. Then he said gently: "I'm afraid am quite unable to help you in this matter. I know nothing of such things; neither do I believe that they can have the smallest effect"
 But I thought you was always a-studyin ancient days" said the girl in an argumentative voice, leaning for ward in her chair. "Do think-in some of them old books" (waving her hand in the direction of the book lined walls) "Ain't there somethink in some of them old books?"
 ''I fear not, said the scholar almost sadly. She was so eager, so much in earnest. The girl drew herself up in her chair and said abruptly:
 "I'm honest girl, am."
 "That l am sure you are, and there fore you need no love philters. Believe me, you aee quite pretty and good enough to inspire love, an honest love, without recourse to magic" The schol- ar spoke persuasively. His voice was very gentle and his manner courtly. The girl winked her wide blue eyes and made little swallowing motion with her throat. Then she coughed and continued.
 My fathers brought us up strict, @ ave. 'E doan't old with swearin for women. aud if we was light 'e'd lay the 'orsew'ip about our shoulders, e would. Els clown in our show, e is. " There was silence for minute in the big library. Then the scholar said gen. tly: "Why do you want love philter? Is the-man you are engaged to fickle?"
 "Well, @ runs after Mile. Leonore, and can't stand it, and rates i'm, and e laughs at me, and I'm beastly miserable, I am. "
 The girls voice broke, and great tears rolled down her cheeks. The scholar was much distressed. He was a very learned man and instructed in the best wisdom of many lands, but he had also studied diligently book that it requires no great eruditlDn to under stand, but only, what is quite as rare, humble heart A certain saying in that book, But thou hast mercy upon all and winkest at the sins of men, because they should amend, " came into his mind, and the trouble of this poor circus girl was very real to him. She wiped her eyes with gayly bordered pocket handkerchief and said:
 "What would a lidy do?"
 The scholar pondered for moment, then said diftidently and with extreme shyness: "I think that she would not show that she minded; that sho would try to be always sweet and good tenn pered and gracious, above all to Mile. What 's-her-name. Don't let him think himself so precious, my child. We all yalue what is hard to obtain He's toe