Arizona republican., 1910-01-23

wicked prince was begun but he did not feel himself worthy touch her hand until by remuneration and selfchastsement during long lonely in his encTcied castle he had purged his soul of sin
 Susy asked many questions about the sefimmolaton of the prince by which he purified and made happy Alter reflection the matter summed up to her in teligence ;n fact: that by doing of he things liked aud onI doing tho5e sVhieh could not pos Sibly about, might feel happy and good again She could live bitter herbs as the prince had done; she was afraid to of her hair; she had no damp dungeon to sit in she had hair shirt ard had no money to go shopping for one However, she would do what she could. By luncheon the next day she had quite made up her mind Her aversion to soft boiled eggs as messyK family tradition On this day there soft eggs for Geneveve but big baked potato with plenty of butter pepper and salt had been prepared for Susy. She had never loved this aaky stean1ing dainty than as she pushed it from her, and said in trembling voice.
 "I want soft eggs, please
 Mrs Gilvarry who had listened mystihed shook her head
 q want them soft" Susy insisted "The messy kind like Genevieve's"
 What has happened to Susy do you suppose" Mrs Gilvarry asked Margaret later
 Miss Susy's had strange look for days. ma 'an,' Margaret answered Shes been going about on her toes if she stepped egg-shes jumping whenever she's spoken to"
 "I1l give her some rhubarb tomorrow" said Mrs. GivarTy
 The mystery grew, when in the morning Susy said that she glad she had to take the medicine. She also smiling the fortnshty hair-washing nor did she groan under the rinsing shower On Saturday. when the promised drive arranged she amazed her parents by asking sweety that Genevieve be taken in her stead and suggesting that she herself help Margaret pull out hastings. Her mother alarmed,
 
 died young
 Besides this selfchastisement Susy had been trying to smooth Fraueins life Since the day in Washington Square she had avoided the Woods house, but Gene vieve her ambassador had gone bearing gifts" to Fraulein-a satin pincushion Mother Goose calendar and thick triangle of hot gingerbread, which Susy would have liked herself. Oh she would do anything to make Fraulein happy-anyhing. except confessl
 The terrible moment came. however, when she had face the truth None of these sacrifices brought peace her soul Twice in dreams she had seen the green bottle grown into awful. living thing with legs like beetle and eyes like frog it danced before her. After awakening from this the stiffness of the house the little, little voice heard clearly:
 The days going fast. You can't hold them back one hold them back Poor Fraulein will soon be gone It will be late then Susyl It will be too late Can you let her go away into the wide. wide world punished for you' Can you do this. Susy?"
 Late on the next Thursday afternoon, Fraulein brought Emmy to call
 "Geneyeve told you how I thought your presents lovely, Susy:" Frauein asked affectionately You were SO good to think of Fraulein"
 Susy did not reply She could only stare The girls face thin and grave, no longer broad and laughing was real torture to her.
 But why you don't play any more with Emmy, dear Susy? Fraulein will soon be gone Only till Friday I here. Eebcaen. Then poor Ftaulein goes far away"
 Those words made Emmy whimper wildly. On Susy they acted like las and she up the stairs her face frightened.
 By the time Susy reached the window-seat and had crept behind the curtains she kner As she laid her worn, little face on her knees. she knezc Happiness be found again by any trick evasion Con- fession alone could silence that little little voice
 Though harder to confess than at first she must do it. How? When? Should she go to her mother. or her father. Mrs. Woods Frauiein' But she shrank from facing any of them Selecting punish ment the person whom she dreaded. she decided to write to Mrs Woods.
 The opportunity came when her father and mother were dressing for the heate She stole into the library and climbed into the leather chair at the library desk Her heart full and she cold from nervousness as she began in round shaded letters:
 Dear Mrs. Woods hope you are we'll and all your family am not so very we'll l am sorry to say broke your bottle and at first I thought that Emmy would be blamed and then did feel so sorry because she is only child and l am middel child that is not cared for so much by its family"
 Her father had come without her hearing him His hand upon her shoulder her first knowledge of his presence She started violently began to cry in shiv- erng way and turning away pressed her hands to her face.
 "Oh, papa, I am sorry she wept; II really a,n sorry-I-broke-br the bottle!- e!-oh. papa papai !"
 Suy heard the paper rustic her father took up the letter and after pause laid it down again. deep silence followed before he lifted her gentle strong way and down with her in his arms both her cold hands held in his big one
 Now little woman tell me all about it. he said. and it his tone that gave her courage to lift her head and gaze at him through her tears
 He said the words to her quite if she Young or Eldest child-indeed he could not have spoken with more love and understanding if she had been an