The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1899-08-22

wavelets as the Wasp gathered way.
and went snorting UP the misty river
in the soft gloom of an autumn morn
ing The master OF the Giant stood by
his vast tiller and kept his course
straight on, past st. Cloud, the wooded
slopes of which sparkled in red and
yeliows, like a jewel of topaz and
rubies rising from the silver setting OF
the foggy river.
The twins awoke and Shrank to-
gether In surprise and alarm. The gur-
gle of the water sounded like the voice
of some strange beast. They shivered
as 4 got lounder, and then breathed
again il sighed into softer tones.
They saw the light from unoer the
green awning and hear the sound of
human voices. oh. blessed human
voices. bringing comfort and hope to
their terrified little hearts! They -
out and peered forth. A strange world
was whirling past them, moving fam
tastic shapes appeared before 4 be-
wildered gaze. the black vault of a
bridge yawning overhead and the
glittering waters all around. the world
was tupsy- -turvey. and the twins found
nothing to hold on by. All, yes! There
was one thing they knew the voice of
a woman singing Malbrook. There
she was high up in til, air, clear cut
against the sky. walking about with a
yellow haired angel on her arm. Who
knows what wild. vagl.e idea floated
through the minds OF the little lads
peering from under the awning? A
mother and a child--the sight softened
the hearts of sinful men; IL filled the
hearts OF the TWINS with Joy and con-
fldence. They stepped forth, holding
each others hands.
IF you please. madame Is this
Paris?" said Pascal, as they both took
off their little caps.
"saint Wandrille protect me, but
what Is this?" exclaimed the mother,
clambering down from the deck into
the forehold "Who are you. and how
do YOU come here? Where's your father
and MOTHER
Alas. the poor twins! Tney knew
mono OF the answers TO these questions.
They were going TO Paris, they said, In
order TO find a father; and the mother
looked at her own baby and kissed "
noisily. The baby smiled a dazzling
smile az Pascal and held out n tiny
hand of welcome. She had no more
Gouht OF them than they had OF Paris.
She was only two and n half years old.
and was still busy teaching the lesson
which all babies are sent from heaven
TO teach. She cOoed and gurgled at
them and showed them her baby graces
ard they forgot everything In the de-
light OF seeing 80 sweet a creature.
Pascal and Pierre were taken along
the bewildering deck past the dancing
water TO the stern OF the boat.
See" said the mother To the man at
the tiller what queer apples we have
In the forehold Did 4 know OF them
sacred name OF a pipe" exclaimed
the man, dropping his own out of his
mouth in the extremity OF his amaze
ment.
Pascal quickly picked up the pipe and
handed a back TO the owner with a
polite bow.
"He is well brought up" said the
mother. smiling cncouraglngiy at him.
"Who are vou7
1--WE are Pascal an1 Pierre. We 60
,o find n father. We have never had
one. We live with Jean. ths gardener
said pierre. with extreme courtesy OF
manner.
"Amazing. isn't it?" ~ the mother.
sacred name Of pipe!" was all the
father could say. In his surprise he
forgot 60 put over the tiller ut the
bridge of Sevres. and he would have
bumped against the pier. only the tug
whistled ferccly AZ him. and tho owner
of tho rubbish-boat screamed abuse.
80 ne recovered himself Just in time.
whats to be done with them?" nc