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same direction as himself: he rushes up, and up by Sparing Mercy, who carried him striking with all his might from behind, he in her arms as easily as if he had been gives him such a blow that the unthinking a new-born babe, and did not stop until young traveller falls flat upon his face. she had brought him to the narrow way Amana can stand this no longer. Maddened again. When there, and under the wideto fury, without deigning to apply the spreading tree of Divine compassion, she lantern to the staff, he rushes up to the rubbed his wounds and broken limbs with vicious coward and challenges him to fight. the precious balm of Forgiveness ; and in As Amana would not look upon his staff, time he was restored. But the broken I must tell you what was written: these bones, although healed, could not be as if were the words, The pride of life? they had always remained whole. Amana
As soon as the boy with the victorious was not as before, his step was not so firm staff sees Amana coming, he sets off to and elastic; and when Clauda and Bithiah run away ; whereupon Amana gives chase, again met him, he no longer assumed a but the boy runs so fast that his pur- tone of superiority, but was as meek and suer is quite out of breath. But when gentle as a lamb. He felt compassion for Amana stops, the boy stops also, and poor lame Clauda, and wept at the sight gives him such a beating that all his of Bithiah, who groped along cheerful, bones seem broken. There he lies in the though penitent, 'sorrowful though always broad road, with numbers of boys mocking rejoicing,' but he felt himself to be the most and sneering at him, and the loudest of all disobedient of the three. His bosom-friend those who abuse him is his former compa- who guided all his actions now was Hunion, Iva. Whereas the boy who beat him mility; on him he leant for constant supchanges into the same figure in which he port, and Sparing Mercy kept him from has appeared before, and Amana sees the old falling. deceiver stand over him. After mocking the
(Concluded in our next.) poor boy, and frightening him almost out of his very life, he brings out the fetters
MANNERS AND CUSTOMS OF THE EAST. of despair to bind the prisoner. Too much disabled to use his staff, or to take his
POTTERY. , anguish, turns bimself with his face to the
or jug, he puts a lump of soft clay earth. As he is turning I suddenly see a on the middle of a round table, called the new face among the crowd; it is the little potter's-wheel, which is made to spin round cherub Humility. He tries to comfort the
Then he places his hand in the sufferer, and begs him to call for Sparing middle of the clay, and moulds it with his Mercy, another sister of those little angelic fingers into any shape that he wishes. The beings who came to Clauda and Bithiah. potter can form a lump of clay into a jug Sparing Mercy came in an instant; at for use in a cottage, or mould it into a vase her bidding the deceiver dropped his fetters, to be set on the table of princes. When and the mocking lads, with Iva at their the vessel is done, the potter cuts it off head, moved off.
from the wheel by means of a thin string. Poor Amana, groaning with pain and It is then baked at a kiln till quite hard bleeding from his wounds, was lifted and fit for use.
lantern in his hand; Amana, with a groan of WHEN a potter wishes to make a cup
horns; and there he stood baffled, and tearMY OWN WAY.
ing up the ground in blind fury. (Concluded from page 179.)
After that, I knew no more for some
time, but when consciousness returned I ! PART II.
found myself on a bed in a house to which WOW shall I describe to you,
I had been carried, with Louis leaning dear Jane, the terrors of that over me, and a kind woman trying the moment? I flew rather than usual means to restore animation. ran, but my utmost exertions Suddenly remembering all, I started up were of no avail, for the bull exclaiming, ‘Ellen! where is Ellen ?' was fast gaining on us. I • Was she' with you?' whispered Louis, felt like one in a frightful
in much alarm. dream; my breath failed ; I told the whole story as well as I could, my limbs refused their office, and all I could and my brother, accompanied by the man do was to stand still as if spell-bound. of the cottage, set off at once to look for
Just then it flashed into my mind that Ellen. I had heard of time being gained by fling- You may imagine what a time of anxious ing some article of dress at an infuriated misery I endured while they were absent. bull. So I untied my hat, and I threw it Though now able to walk, I refused to behind me. The light evening breeze, con- return to my uncle's house, not having trary to my expectation, blew it in the courage enough to witness the grief of the opposite direction; and suddenly changing parents for their lost child, knowing as I my purpose, I fled to the gate with renewed did that the blame of all rested on me. energy. The stratagem was so far successful, Oh! why had I persuaded my little cousin that for a time the animal's attention was to disobey her mother's directions, merely diverted from me. He followed the hat as to gratify my own selfish obstinacy? for in it was wafted about in the wind, but when that light it now appeared to me. at length he had caught and torn it to At length Louis returned without any pieces, he was again on my track. By this tidings of Ellen, and all we had for it was time I was but a short way from the gate, to set off home, as bearers of the sad tale which was wide open, Ellen and I having
to her parents. forgotten to shut it on our entrance. The It was late in the evening when we animal, now doubly infuriated by his recent arrived at the house, and my heart beat disappointment, was close upon me once so fast that I was obliged to pause for a more; a last effort enabled me to pass
moment before entering. Surely my aunt through the gateway; then I sank ex- and uncle must have returned, and yet hausted on the ground. A moment more,
there was no light in the sitting-room; and my fate would have been inevitable, my eyes scanned the front of the building, when, as I lay expecting those cruel horns, and from the high window of Ellen's own my brother Louis, who was just then pass- little room I perceived through the closed ing down the lane, dashed forward and shutters a few rays of light. What could shut the gate with a loud bang. I had it mean? indeed a narrow escape, for the iron bars The servant who opened the door exas they closed were grazed by the creature's claimed on seeing us, 'Oh! Miss Bessie,
are you safe? the mistress has been fretting and bleeding, poor Ellen lay in her thorny about you and Master Louis. Weren't bed, until rescued as I have already told. you with poor Miss Ellen when she was When the surgeon arrived, it was found horned by that dreadful bull?'
that her arm was broken, and that she had Is she home, then?' asked Louis. also sustained other injuries; yet, thank Is she killed?' I cried.
God, there are hopes of her recovery. No, miss, but not far from it.'
I have indeed received a severe lesson, I rushed upstairs and found my uncle for, though no one here blames me, yet and aunt in Ellen's room waiting for a I can never forget all the suffering and surgeon, who had been sent for: they were misfortune which has been caused by my much relieved by seeing me unhurt, as my having taker my own way.
S. T. A. R. absence had been an additional source of anxiety. There was no time then for ex
MRS. BOYCE'S SON. planations; our thoughts were far too much engrossed by the poor sufferer, who lay on RS. BOYCE was a good woman,
but the bed bruised and bleeding, whilst now
good people have their faults we and then a moan of pain escaped from her know, and one of hers was a certain restpale lips.
lessness of spirit, which led her to mistrust Afterwards, I heard how one of the all her own actions even after she had done labourers, in passing to his home, was her best to frame them according to her startled by hearing a faint cry, and climb- rules of right. The fable of the man ing to the top of the fence, saw the form of and his ass might have been written for a child lying in the hedge amongst the her, so well did it describe her state of mind thorns, where she had been caught by her when this neighbour or that dropping in clothes. With some difficulty he raised her to talk over the widow's family matters in his arms, and knowing her to be his differed in any way from her treatment of master's daughter, he had carried her them. Widow Boyce was never angry with
those who found fault with her plans, only It appears that after my escape the bull, very much vexed with herself and anxious turning from the gate, saw Ellen and pur- to change her plans to those of the last sued her. She had almost reached the speaker. This was a troublesome disposifence, but on a nearer view it seemed so tion to deal with, and one which sorely broad and deep, and guarded at the other tried Amy, Mrs. Boyce's only daughter, a side by so thick a hedge, that she could not girl of nineteen, earning her living as daily get across it. Just then the furious animal governess in the small town of Fairelms. approached in mad career, and the terrified The widow had one other child, a son who child flung herself on the ground in help- would be eighteen if he were alive, as she less despair.
would tell you weeping. The bull caught her up on his horns, Geoffrey Boyce had suffered somewhat and tossed her violently from him; but by too in his youth from his mother's changeGod's care and mercy she alighted in the able turn of mind : he had been sent to opposite hedge, beyond the bull's reach, this and that school, put to this and that who could only bellow, and tear up the trade, till the boy himself wearied of change, ground in rage. There, stunned for a time, and begged his mother to let him go to