Bisbee daily review., 1914-01-11

AhaN NnS uuS. asheu nun IT ah4- one was there.
 "A lady. yes"
 That's the minx." whispered "she's a fairy. But don't tell my bus. band. You know he laughs at me for being SO superstitious
 ] explained that my dear husband cannot sec tho mink. that my servant dare not look.
 'T doubt" said Father Jared. with regret. that very few fairies nova. days are superstitious enough to be. lieve in us poor mortalsr
 For that could have kissed him. "1hey used, the dear old man went on 'to believe in our forefathers, but there is a very general decline o' faith. It is not for us to blame them What fairy. for example. could be ex pected.to believe in Fearful George He chews tobacco"
 "Oh. tell me more about her Die she speak to you? She's fearfully dan gerous. We had a ranch hand her, who went quite fey. possessed. think. I'm frightened Of her now"
 She thinks he retorted, thai you're a wicked woman
 Me !"
 Yes. you. She said you would TUT away, and you did. am to tell you that's very unwise."
 Please tell the minx to mind hei own business"
 What fig her business?' he asked mildly.
 Being a fairy, l suppose. I'll never forgive her for what she did to Billy Besides" added. she makes fun oi us"
 No wonder. for we humans are SC stupid"
 She's full of mischief"
 "Of course" The old mans eyes twinkled and blinked as though. cant set words to flt that puzzled memory He had told me twice that he was not fairy. ''I am to tell yol from my lady, that she is not the minx. Winds. waves, and llvins things" he said. are full of mischief and laughter. The sun has room tc sparkle even In a tear, and Heave. touches our lips with every smile, for joy is holy. Spirits. angels, fairies are only thoughts which have caught the light celestial, mirror-thoughts which shine in Heavens glory. Chil dren. and happy people see that light which never shines on any cloudee soul"
 My soul is clouded. Help me."
 '1 wonder" he smiled with his olt kind eyes. Have you a sense of hu nor? Ah,-there. Then you neec never worry. or run away. As sun shine and rain are 10 the dear earth so are laughter and tears to every living soul. Humor, dear. is the weather in which the spirit liycs.'
 But sorrow and tears?'
 "Why. how can the sun make rain bows without rain?"
 "Youll praise pain next"
 That is a sacrament" he answered gravely. the outward sign of inwart grace. For how else can God reacl through selfshness down 10 the soul + need?"
 saw the dear priests face through tears. but when ] brushed them away tne mlst ituitlltus Alt bt~hlSu At mote. awful and beautiful.
 There is place." he said. where souls awaiting incarnation, rest. anC from that place they come, borne by messengers. A messenger was wait ing in these woods, no evil spirit, my daughter, but one who came bearing { child to you. She stands august ant lovely at your back, and in her arms the soul of a man-child, just on tho verge of incarnation, waits at the boundary Of the spirit land.
 "'The light shineth in darkness and the darkness comprehended | not
 That light Is all around you, and must go. This very ground ia holy Fare you we'll"
 Two days had passed since my deal Jesse left, then through the long day waited in the house. and the blus gloom of night swept up the glowint cliff. It was then heard the sigma shot from the rim-rock, and told my
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