Little Falls weekly transcript. (Little Falls, Morrison Co., Minn.) 1894-19??, 1899-06-20

thing to herself about stupidity and de-
clared. turning to her parents, that she
would take her godmother solnsl apples.
60lshe 6lled "a basket with the red bheekell
fruit and lalowly walked away. Atfirst she
went In theiFtght direction, but suddehiy,
turning back, she followed q marrow path,
behind the garden toward the bush bor-
dersd road leading to the little Chapel! 3
(. This chapel Is dedicated TO st! Joseph,
whose image adorns the open, cell like
shrine. Over his shoulders hangs q sheep-
akin, and he leans upon his STAFF, while
from under his weather beaten halo his
face beams forth peacefully. ~,
4 He may we'll look friendly, for the de-
yout who turnito him in trouble are al
most always pretty young girls.t t4n', sd
st. Joseph OF Jaupierre is widely re-
nowned.. His especial delight'is to help
young girls get the right husband. !. He
always grants their requests, II such re-
quests are consistent with their temporal
success and their eternal welfare. ~ ,7''' Vt
) At all events he never. leaves the peti-
tioner Ia distressing uncertainty as to her
fate, but he annou noes his Intentions in
the matter by al unlni stakable sign, After
silently making wish the girl takes q
stone and throws 1T upon, the root Of the
little chapel, and II the stone stays there
1t foretells with unfailing certainty that
her request shall be- granted but II the
stone rolls off the saint has good reason
for refusing his help. vI.,,j,
For some little time after she had reach
I'D the chapel Celeste stood STILL glancing
nov, and then OF the; saint and. thinking
scornfully Of her lazy lover; ,.,., g., :, -,
) ~ WON'T do it,'a she said SOFTLY Get her
bot %<>1 ln1
". "Certainly not" Here some bright.
angry tears rose to her eyes.
:. But theIlonger she looked; at the saint
the friendlier' he, seemed to smile, until at
last mischief shone from every wrinkle Of
. bis brightly painted face, as Il he'd ike to
"Don't fool yourself, Celestine; you'd
be tickled to death to get him, even if he
we're ten times lazier. ',HF%' ii1''.i"'' ~ L
}i'Yes, ,yesr' at last the young girl
whispered, and, as If somebody had; forced
her down.. suddenly she sank upon her
knees, raised her hands ana prayed from the
bottom of her SOUL ':Give him to me, dear
st. Joseph; oh, do give him to me!,' with
whatever else her innocent heart prompted.
And such perfect trust came over her
that she sprang rup with all confidence,
!laughingly shook the tears from her blush
Ing cheeks and began to look around for
the stone which, 1t was to be hoped, would
prove no disappointment. ..,,..,,, AVS;
But the seekers had already, been too
numerous Nowhere around was there q
'st0nepdt to throw; and even as far as the
hedge the path was as clear OF stones as q,
well titled wheatfeld. The best thing to
do was to bring ones stone along.
! Celeste wandered q ways up and down
the path, but without, success. Then her
glance fell upon the basket, and with :
smile she bent over, picked out the big.
Igest apple, and, without. stopping to re.
member the stories past of that fruit, she
threw It with all her might upon, the
chapel roof. '''''I - 1'''N '3',' 80 - -,
:! A second she waited with beating heart.
Then she breathed more freely, for the
apple did not fall back, but rested upon
the ridge pole Of the little church. She
leaned against the doorpost, folded her
hands in, her lap and looked up with
thankful heart to the saint, who now
showed his usual calm and friendly oou;n.
tenance.p Little by little abe sank into the
loveliest day dreams. .s$ MT t S.
Nicola had not enjoyed sweet slumber
long, The sun blistered the whitewashed
walls Of the chapel and burned 6ercely
down on him, for in this blessed province
Of the empire, even so late in the year, the
sun is still hot enough to make the grapes
sweet and the 'driuker, hot and Thirsty
j The sleeper began to be troubled by bad
dream, which presently became Hightful
nightmare. g.. .t,,,..,.,.,,u l.i.,;, ADJ
He dreamed that he was isaweltering in
purgatory, and, like q forge, the fire was
only on one side Of him., 30 that on that
eide he grew perfectly crisp Piteoualy he
begged lively little devil who. kept stir
ring up the fire to. let him turn round, but
the tiny hend snioKered derisively and an
swered that he must keep quiet, that az
he was unoommonly fond Of comfort now
for 1O, 900 years he wouldn't need to stir,
for there would be plenty Of time after
that to toast his other side. ,,.;...... ...,
But poor Nicola suffered the worst from
the thirst which the internal flames arous-
ed and, signing sadly, looked upward.
There he saw above him floating on tho
clouds the garden Of paradise. The angels
seemed to be gathering In the harvest, for
they shook a magnificent apple tree till
the fine fruit rolled down on all sides
Nicola eagerly watched for some to fall In
his neighborhood. He called to tho angela7
to take pity on him, but nobody seemed
% uO61Co 01ul. 1u0u among IA b00 OAOuO
heads there appeared q dark, roguish face,
With: Celeste well known features. This
brunette seraph did not seem blind 20 the
agonies Of the sufferer, for just when be
believed he should faint away she seized
. beautiful red checked apple and threw
II down to Nicola, 90 that II hit his peni-
tent breast smart rap. Then his rigid
limbs relaxed; he sprang up. :,
Purgatory and paradise vanished, and
the bright autumn sun sshone over him..
But near him., In the green grass, lay the
fruit Of paradise. As his thirst had re.
inained' he seized the 'apple, bit into II
1thoughtfully but eagerly and devoured II
to the very core. "a ~ i;5 ;,.a}%, 3tI3 tilH
When he had finished that and had
thought q little about hisdream, with aw'
ful clearness he perceived that his vision
might come ttua LikeY4A orushing bur.
den the, idea settled upon, HI soul that
now. he ought to turn oyer : new Leaf, that
now he must take hold In earnest, that he,
too, must bow before the drst Law, 8 IN
The sweat, Of thy brow shalt thou aeat thy
bread. !" And the future seemed to stretch
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