The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-08-25
RESTING PLACE,

world children whom she would not. per haps, have strength to rear. Our negroes are getting old and infirm; I myself feel that the past fiftteeen years have told upon my strength. Our only hope is In Paul. Wait until he has reached maturi- ty and by his increased strength is able to support US by his labor
 As usual, when the two women had a perplexing problem to solve. they sought the advice of the kind reclusee across the mountain. He advised that Paul be sent away for q short time. If he went on voyage to the Indies he might, by com merce gain enough to purchase few slaves and could then be united with Nir- glnia But Paul had no idea of leaving Paradise for the purgatory of trade
 'Why do you wish me to leave my fami- ly and my home in pursuit of this pre- carlous fortuneY' said he. "ls there any commerce in the world which so well re pays one as the culture of the groundY If we wish to engage in trade we can raise stuff for the markets of Port St, Louis-lt is not necessary to go to the Indies. And suppose anything should happen to Virginia in my absence! NO. No. l will not go."
 But never since the flaming sword was placed at the gate of that first great gar den has man been able to win back 10 the Eden-tree and repose himself secure IN beneath US DldItiitsf NiiNA' wreath of Eve is red on the turf as she left it long ago.; and so over this Eden, in this remote valley of this remote ls- land q change was impending.
 It was presaged by fearful storm that uprooted trees and spread devastation Tar and wide over the fruitful plantations. The awful thunder which re-echoed through the woods the plains and the valleys spoke the common doom. The rain fell from the skies in cararacts; foamlng torrents rushed down the mountain sides, the bottom of the valley became q lake and the elevated platform on which the cottages stood an island. The accumulat- ed waters, having no other outlet, rusheo with violence down through the narrow gorgee which led to the valley, bearing along with them the accumulated wreck of soil, trees and rocks.
 When the storm had passed and Paul and Virginia came to view the wreck or the valley, they saw the two eocoahue trees still standing fresh and erect above Virginias g Resting Place. But they were no longer surrounded by turf or arbors or birds except a few amadivid birds, who 1amented from the neighboring roclSs in plaintive notes the loss of their young. ,,..o.. ,uo,,.r,,.
 An" exclaimed Virginia. you brought birds here and the storm has Killed tnem' ,,on nlanted trees and the tempest up- rooted ; iehes and it is only Heaven that endures.
 why" answered Paul. "can not give you something which belongs to HeavehY Rut. alas. I have nothing of my own, even of earth. ~ ,,,
 you have the picture of St. Paul, re- piled Virginia. As soon as she had ut terad these words the boy fled in quest of this uicture It was miniature or Paul the Hermit. which Margaret had worn about her neck as child and which, be- fore the birth of her son, she had so much contemplated that the child's fea- lures had entrusted strong resem, blance to those of the saint. She had hung if around his neck and given him the name of the man who. first betrayed and then forsaken by mankind had passed his life far from his felelow man.
 My dear brother" cried Virginia when Paul placed the miniature in her hands. q will never part from this while I live"
 shortly after this there came in ship from France bearing letter for Mime. de la Tour from her aunt. The aunt de-