Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1900-04-05

Here the Bible closed with a ire
mendous thud. Tant Sanns loosened
the white handkerchief about her neck
and wiped her eyes, and the colored
girl, seeing her do so. SMILED They did
not understand the discourse. which
made ii the more affecting. There
, hung over it that inscrutable charm
I which hovers forever for the human
intellect over the incomprehensible
and shadowy. When the last hymn
was sung, the German conducted the
olhciator to Tant' Sannie, who gra-
ciously extended her hand and offered
coffee and a seat on the sofa. Leav-
ing him there, the German hurried
away to see how the little plum pud-
ding he had left at home was advanc-
| ing, and Tant Sannie remarked that
! Ii was hot day. Bonaparte gathered
her meaning as she famed herself
with the end of her apron. He bowed
low In acquiescence. \ long silence
followed. Tant' Sannie spoke again.
BoHaparte gave her no ear. His eye
was fixed on Il small miniature on the
opposite wall. which represented Tant
Sannie a. she had appeared on the
day before her confirmation, Is years
before. attired in green muslin. Sud
denly he started to his feet, walked
up to the picture and took his stand
before it, Long and wistfully he gazed
into its features. 1t was easy to see
that he was deeply moved. With
sudden movement, as though no longer
able to restrain himself. he seized the
picture. looscned il from its nail and
held it close to his eyes. At length,
turning to the Boer woman. he said in
voice of deep emotion:
'Ycu VIII, ttGst. dear madame, ex-
cuse this exhibition of my feelings. but
th!s-this little picture recalls to me
my first auG best beloved. my dear de-
parted U.ft wLo is new n saint in
heaven"
Tant' Sannic could not understand.
but the Hottcrtot maid, who had taken
her scat on the floor beside her mis-
tress. translated the English into
Dutch as far as she was able.
"Ah, nay first. my beiovedr' he add
ed, looking tenderly down as-4he pic
tuce. oh. the beloved the beautiful
lineaments! iIy angel wife. This is
surely sister Of yours. uadame?" he
added, fixing his eyes on Tant Sannie.
The Dutchwoman blushed, shook
her head and pointed to herself.
Carefully. intealy. Bonaparte looked
from the picture in his hand to Tant
Sannie's features and from the fea-
lures back TO the picture. Then slowly
light broke over his countenance.
He looked up. 1t became a smile. He
looked back at the miniature. His
whole countenance was effulgent.
"Ah, yes; l see it now." he cried,
turning his delighted gaze on to the
Boer woman, "eyes, mouth, nose, chin,
The very expression he cried. How
Is it possible l did not notice 1t be-
foreT'
Take another cup of coffee" said
Tant' Sannle Put some sugar in"
Bonaparte hung the picture tenderly
up and was turning to take the cup
from her hand when the German ap-
peared to say that the pudding was
teady and the meat on the table.
Hes a God fearing man and one
said the Boer woman as he went out
Mt the door IF he is ugly, did not the
Lord make him? And are we to laugh
Mt the Lords handiwork? 1t is better
to be ugly and good than pretty and
bad, though of course it's nice when
one Is both" said Tant' Sannie, look
Ing complacently at the pictare on the
wall
In the afternoon the German and
Bonaparte sat before the door of the
cabin. Both smoked in complete ST.
lence, Bonaparte with a book in his
hands and his eyes half closed, the
German putting vigorously and glanc-
ing up now and again at the serene
blue sky overhead.
Supposlng-you-yOu, in fact, made
the remark to me-" burst forth the
German suddenly, that you were look
ing for situation.'
Bonaparte opened his mouth wide
and sent a stream of smoke through
his lips.
"Now, supposing," said the German
-"merely supposing, of course-that
some one-some one, in fact-should
make an offer to you, say, to become
schoolmaster on their farm and teach
two children, two little girls perhaps
and would give you $40 a year, would
you accept It? Just supposing, of
course"
"Well, my dear friend" said Bona
parte, that would depend on circum-
stances. Money Is no consideration
with me. For my wife / have made
provision for the next year. NJ health
is broken. Could l meet a placs where
a gentleman would be treate6 as n
gentleman | would accept 1t, however
smaS the remuneration. With me-"
said Bonaparte, money is no consid-
Grafton"
"Well," said the German when he
had taken a Whit or two more from
his pipe, II think | shall go up and see
Tant' Sannie a little. / go up often on
Sunday afternoon to have n general
conversation, to see her, you know.
Nothing - nothing particular, you
know"
The old man put his book into his
pocket and walked up to the farm
house with peculiarly knowing and
delighted expression Of countenance.
"He doesn't suspect what I'm going
to do sollloquized the German;
hasn't the least idea; nice surprise
for him."
The man whom he had left at his
doorway winked at the retreating fig
ure with n wink that was not to be de-
scribed.
CHAPTER VI.
BoNAPARTE BLENKINs MAKES HIS NEST.
"Ah. what is the matter?" asked