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Copyright, 1901, by Authors syndicsts)
by Julia Truitt Bishop.

i WAC gray uay, Win rain ABOUT
j TO fall Miss Harvey huttered in
at the door of the Chinese Mission,
clad in gray and pink. and with be-
witching childishness in her eyes,
which she hoped might not lead to
the undoing of Fung Yet Wing, who
was waiting for her at his own espe-
cial deal table. Yet Wing had smile
of his own, and greeted her with IL
What Yet Wings smile meant Miss
Harvey did not know, for she had
been teaching him only two years;
and to learn anything about the
pupils of the Chinese Mission one
must take time.
Yet Wings books were in neat
little pile before him; his white cuffs
were linked with gold buttons, his
immaculate collar was brought to
gether with satin tie, which was
adorned with the pretty wishbone
pin she had given him for a Christ
mas present. Miss Harvey always
looked him over complacently, unit
she came to the braid OF long black
hair which was coiled in a neat little
coil at the top of his head, with q
shaved area all around it. Miss Har-
vey always felt that her hold on Yet
Wing lacked something of complete.
ness while that coil Of hair topped
him off so conspicuously.
"0h, you are always early, Yet
Wingl" she cried, looking at him just
little. These Chinese were so pc
culiar, and she was In nutter wheI
she thought of the danger. IL would
never do to encourage anything like
that--but now, were they TO be
blamed so dreadfnlly. II once IN
awhile--they-.well, II they really
learned TO love some pretty girl who
chanced to be their teacher2 Neither
was the girl to blame for Icing
pretty.
Not that Miss Harvey would have
this happen TO her--oh, not for q
thousand worlds. She would die Of
modification, she said to herself rs
she pulled out the pink silk vest D
little more and glanced at Yet Wing
"Yeh--me come ea1-ly," he said
with the same smile. me laklSee
lean"
In another minute Yet Wing was
laboriously getting through the
Bible lesson for the day, each word
going off with a sharp explosion, not
unlike a train OF fireworks:
"An'-Jesiss-entled - an'-pass'-
fou'-Jelicho.
Observation-Disclosures - man
name'-Zacchou-us whiss - wass--
de chief-amoung-de pullicanss-
wass-llch."
The fireworks exploded all along,
down TO the end OF the lesson.
NOW do you know what that
means?" asked Miss Harvey.
"No-me not unnestan' Engliss,"
said Yet Wing with calm readiness.
Miss Harvey did not understand
what IL meant, either, so she put her
head TO one side and cried archly:
"Oh, Yet Wing. what shall / do
with you II you don't try to under.
stand2 Well, here is your reader
come now. read this"
Yet Wing bent his celestial coun.
tenance over the book and set an.
other train OF explosions going;
"Once -dewass - a man-.who-
had-a--"
Now spell that next word" com
manded Miss Harvey, in the cooling,
kindergarten voice she had found so
effective with him.
'p-Le-t-t-y," spelled the pupil
"Plitty."
"And do you know what that
means?" chirped the teacher.
"Yeh-llke you," said Yet Wing. his
smile widening into grin.
Like mel The ideal" cried Miss
Harvey. II had come at last-iust ns
she feared. This was the Chinese
method Of informing n girl that she
was beloved. She had unwittingly
ruined Yot Wings peace OF mind.
How anxious she hnd been TO avoid
this, all the Sundays she had come
here against her brothers wishes, TO
sit beside the little deal table and
teach Yet Wing to read Bible lessons
he did not understand.
But while Yet Wings poor little
foolish dream was destined TO be
crushed, why should she wound him
unnecessarily? Why should she not
be as kind to him ms she could be un-
der the circumstances?
She looked at him gently, yet with
melancholy. Perhaps she would ask
him next Sunday for her sake TO cut
oil that braid OF hair, II would make
her glad, and yet sorrowful, too, to
know that he would do II without u
moments hesitation. There was
something so pathetic about this
hopeless love-A Chinaman- for n
lady OF her station-and she must
be so careful not to- encourage him.
Her brother would be so angry-and
he had such n high temper, and was
80 disgustingly brutal when he be
gan To talk about-about the things
she did. But she would always say
that IL was not her fault. aud II was
not Yet Wings. II was simply one
of those things that could not be
helped.
at lainin'," said Yet Wing, whose
oriental eyes were turned toward |
the window.
at rains every Sunday" said Miss
Harvey gently. "I shall have TO
wait until my maid brings my nm
brella aud cloak"
"WhOt he nHme?" asked Yet Wing, |
with the gui'vlrss drectness OF his |
race She suulcd sadly lie was in
terested in everything that pertnincd !
60 her.
"lIcr name is Annie, said Miss Har-
vey, softly, "ll--c Is the hymn, now,
Yet Wing '\t The Cross Now sing |
your best for my sake"
In resnonse 70 which timid plea
N URSlNG MOTHERS