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From the German.
OUR FRITZ.' done. Her hair hung in disorder round her
shoulders, a coarse, brown, torn frock, which I. IN CIVIL DRESS.
only reached to the knee, covered her bods, N the broad shady avenues of and disclosed the red and swollen feet with
the German watering-place, which she trod upon the rough gravel. Not Carlsbad, the fashionable far off another child, dressed in silk, was visitors were promenading walking up and down, holding the hand of up and down. People of a grand lady; she had plenty of food and the most different nations all that she could desire, and she looked
had assembled here, alike with scorn on the beggar-child. seeking to pass their life away in ease and Who sent you out to beg?' the gentle pleasure. All things which could delight man asked the girl. the human senses seemed to be vieing to- My sick mother, she replied, in a low gether to do their best. There were flowers and timid voice. and sweet-smelling groves; the fountains • Is your mother sick ? and are you not splashing with melodious murmur; sweet- telling a lie?' The child wept. "And voiced nightingales warbled in the glades; your father?' in the distance a band of music was playing. • Dead! Oh! we are so miserable!' The silk and gauze of ladies' dresses shone Lead me to your mother; I will follow in the sun, and diamonds and emeralds you,' said the gentleman, who made a sign sparkled on the necks, wrists, and ears. to bis servant, and both followed the child
• What splendour !' said the daintily- a little distance off. dressed dandy. “What empty show!' said In a wretched, bad-smelling street, the the wise man, shaking his head. In this girl led the gentleman to a high-storied giddy throng it was quite forgotten that house, up a narrow creaking staircase, and there was such a thing as misery or poverty in the topmost story she opened a door in the world!
whose hinges grated with rust. The tall Some little distance from this chattering gentleman had to stoop down to enter. throng a gentleman was walking alone The room was very small; the walls were through one of the shady avenues, followed sloping and damp. A little opening hali by a single servant. His tall, handsome stuffed
served as a window; figure, was somewhat slight, but strongly fresh air and sunshine never penetrated this built. He had a large fair beard, his abode of bitter poverty. A table, a chair
, appearance was imposing, yet kindness and a broken water-can, were the whole of and gentleness beamed from his clear blue the furniture. On a sack of straw in the eyes. He wore the simple dress of a corner lay a woman, who held a child in her civilian. Suddenly he felt himself seized
Her face was pale, her eyes were by the edge of his coat, and beside him sunken, and told of hunger and misery. there stood a thin, pale child, who held up “Oh, Toni!' groaned the woman, wearily her little arms to him, The sight filled raising herself up: “ Toni, I forbade you to him with pity! What a contrast to every- fetch me the doctor! We are too poor!' thing so beautiful around! The child did “Comfort yourself, good woman, I am not speak, but her dim eye spoke more no doctor; the child excited my compassion, eloquently than her mouth could have and I followed her.'
The sick woman sobbed.
place, to put on bis brilliant uniform, and to But this misery is terrible, indeed,' con- gird on his sword of war. The same man tinued the stranger. Have you no one
who had left the scene of ease and pleasure here, then, who cares for you?
to seek out the haunts of poverty, a few Who should do so, sir? The people days after stood as the commander of a here have nothing themselves. I am not mighty army to undertake a bloody war. really ill, only exhausted and starving. My What the Crown Prince did at the head husband was a labourer, and while he was of his brave Prussians and Bavarians is alive we had enough to live on; when he well known. Victory followed victory in died I went out to wash, to work: I the terrible struggle, till at last Paris— the worked so long and so hard that I could proud capital of France-by famine and work no longer, and I broke down at last. fire was forced to yield to her German foe. I sold everything, for I was ashamed to It was on the first day of the year 1871. beg till want forced me to do so.'
In the great square before the palace at The visitor shook his head. Here, little Versailles, at the foot of the bronze equesone,' he said, is some money for you; go trian statue of Louis XIV., the Crown and buy some soup and wine, and bring it Prince stood in the circle of his generals, quickly.'
and around them the brave soldiers who The little girl vanished.
were to receive the iron cross from the hand whispered a few words to his servant, who of their royal leader. went for a doctor. The child returned The sixteen colossal statues of French after a few minutes, her eyes sparkling marshals might well look grimly down on with delight. Supported by the stranger, the strange spectacle. The Crown Prince the sick woman was able to swallow a little had made a stirring speech to his soldiers, wine, which revived her. The doctor ap- and in a few strong, earnest words, brought peared : he saluted very politely, but the sad Past and the glorious Present silently; he seemed to have received his before their minds. instructions. The stranger placed a sum The eye of many a bearded warrior there of money on the table, and smiling a good- was dim with rising tears. Men who had bye, he quickly left the room. The woman fearlessly faced death, who had not flinched stammered forth her thanks.
before the leaden rain of cannon and rifle, Do you know the gentleman ?' she asked who had endured a thousand dangers and of the doctor. But he placed his forefinger fatigues, now all but wept at the words of on his lips, and said, “That was the Crown their beloved commander; and when they Prince of Prussia.'
were called out one by one, and stood
before the Crown Prince, and he had a II. IN UNIFORM.
word of gratitude and greeting to say to The scene is a very different one. The each, as he presented them with the cross torch of war which in July, 1870, had sud- which they had so bravely won, their hands denly blazed up in Germany, had driven trembled and they were silent: but neveraway the visitors in terror from all the theless their hearts beat cheerfully, and bathing -places. The solitary pedestrian never will those men forget that hour on too, whom we saw in his simple civil dress the square of the palace at Versailles on at Carlsbad, had been obliged to quit that the first of January, 1871. J.F.C.
TIMOTHEUS AND PHILEMON.
streaming blood, all these will bring her
to other thoughts. Tender women cannot (Continued from p. 276.)
bear to see blood. She will shudder and HE Captain went and told her fall into a swoon.
And when she comes to everything faithfully and ho- herself she will say, “No, that shall not nestly. Elmine listened to happen to me. I will obey my husband him, and was for a long time and remain a Mussulman.", silent. At last she said, But Omar said, “The strength of mind * Alas! what great anguish of this wonderful lady is so great that she and doubt I am in !'. She will hardly say that.'
began to weep and wring her Abdallah replied, 'I have thought of one hands. God knows,' she said, how wil- other plan. I will have the father of the lingly I would save the lives of these good boys executed first. When she beholds and pious men. But I dare not. I can
this bloody tragedy she will certainly wish not. Under the conditions made to me to shield the Christian priest from such a it is impossible for me. My two friends death. Reverence for the priest and comand brothers in the Lord would not accept passion for him will gain the victory. I their lives if offered to them in such a man- do not doubt it. Let her be led to the platner. My denial of Christ would break their form facing the scaffold.
But if she perhearts. It is better that we all die together, severes, I shall keep to my decision.' for then, before long, we three shall be However, with all his pride and anger, together in Heaven!'
he was sad and uneasy at heart. The young slave Orma whispered gently in her ear, Only just pretend that you
CHAP. XIII.-LUCIUS ON THE SCAFFOLD. renounce Christ, Whom you call your Lord. . WHILE deep silence and sadness reigned Only say with your mouth, “I am in the palace, the Pacha was restless and Mahometan again," and in your heart re- full of anxious suspense, and Elmine calmly main a Christian. So you can all three and cheerfully awaited her death. A vast escape with your lives.'
crowd of people had assembled about the ‘Even with the mouth only,' replied scaffold, and formed a circle round the Elmine, 'I dare not deny Christ. For He Turkish soldiers. All the windows of the says, “ Whosoever denieth Me before men, houses which surrounded the market-place him will I also deny before my Father were crowded with people ; many had which is in Heaven, and His angels.” These mounted on to the roofs. The execution are His words. In heart and mouth I will of such an important personage as the wife keep firmly to my faith in Him.
of a Pacha was something so unheard-of ready to die.'
that every one wished to behold it. With a heavy heart and a sorrowful coun- When Elmine, accompanied by two of tenance Omar brought this answer back to her maidens, arrived upon the platform, the Pacha. Well,' said Abdallah, I have
“ which was erected high above the portal of tried every means. But still I will try one the palace, a murmur of pity arose from thing more. Sbe shall witness the exe- the crowd. Many sobbed aloud. Look! cution of her Christian friends. When she there she is!' cried some. Oh, who can sees the uplifted sword, the falling head, the help pitying this noble lady?' The Christian