Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-05-12
BY GEORGE BARTON

BY GEORGE BARTON
patient and at the first suspicious sign Of drowsnes she
up again and resuming that dreadful walking
As daylight grew nearer, their respective positions
were gradually transferred: Inc patent became
of WEAKNESS. But her resolution indontable.
\ She made every effort to rouse the girl from her
y detection. Once, just before morning, they sat
on the bench together.
You'll be all right in an hour or so, said the
sister.
You're very good" was the sulky response;
"but can't thank you.
Il don't want any thanks: only want you
to live"
but don't want to live there's nothing for
me to live for
IF you knew how selfish that sounds, you
wouldn't say it..
"Why shouldn't say it? I've been bufeted
from pillar to post; I've been deceived; I've
even been beaten. hate the world; l hate
everyone in it-except you.
I'm sorry for you'' said the nun in a voice of
infinite tenderness what you need is good cry.
Come rest on my breast and have it out"
But the girl simply stared at the sister IN wide eyed
wonder. The world had made her and hard and
cynical. "Iveforgotten how to cry" she said.
But you've not forgotten how to pray. hope
Pray that you may be forgiven for your wicked at
tempt your fe!'
She laughed mirthlessly II had no further use for
my life; youv saved it against my will
But" persisted the sister, cant you understand
that YOU have no discretion the matter? God gave you
life and only God has the right to take it away. The
creature the functions of the Creator
II never thought of that
But you're going to look at things differently now.
She shook her head stubbornly No I'm not: its
too late be different She gazed the sister steadily
for some moments Then the words that had been in
her mind for long while burst forth. why do you do
this for me? Why should beautiful girl like yourself
be nun? Why do you rise at four o'clock morning
after morning and slave for people who are perfect
strangers to your!
The sister smiled that compassionate smile that made
her 1oO1y haav he &c S1rnnl
Gods sake. And those work for not strangers
They are Gods poor and unfortunates."
Il don't understand.
"Of course YOU don't The world will never under
stand chiefly because the world does not to under
stand. 1t all depends ones point of view. The
world, Judging from its practices, believes that PRIDE
lust, gluttony envy, and soth worth all they COST
the persons you cannot understand hope they have
chosen the better part in voluntary poverty chastity
obedience, fasting and prayer.
The sisters cheeks glowed with enthusiasm and her
dark blue eyes brighter than the stars that hone
so brilliantly in the cold sky There not the slight
est of self consciousness in her low sweet
her with something akin reverence but without ap
probation. She nodded her head tolerantly,
would who assents to the contentious of persistent
child insane person. but that was all. The SIS
ter took the hands of the other in her soft palms
and cried impulsively:
Il hope you'll be sorry for what you've done! Any
how, shall keep on praying for you
Keep on?"
"Certainly!
Doyou mean to say that you prayed for me before
Eyes, before | ever you"
The aazement the girls face made the little sister