A Beautiful Possibility

one morning, "I am g

ith satisfaction. "Dyee

hink a powerful sig

rness. "I don't believe there is another harness in Marlborough that shines like yours, Pompey,"

Lord's lookin' on. Whoa, Brutis! Dere's goin' ter be Holiness to de Lord

rk just as perfectly whether Uncle Lawrence is going to see it or not.

to his full height. "

se got ter do everythin

g no disgrace

grace him?" asked E

folks would say,-'he's no differen' frum de rest; you've got to keep yer eye on him ef y

I wuz a walkin' up and down troo Palestine. I sees you, Pompey; don't make no difference whether de earthly master does or not.' S

ing the same work over and over? Every day you have to do exactly the same t

ut I 'low it's jes' one o' de beautiful laws ob de Lord,-de sun an' de moon an' de stars keeps a'goin over de same ground most continuous. So long as we'se doin' his will, M

n their hoofs, Pompey

bad

says, 'Pompey, I is de truff. You's got ter speak de truff an' live de truff ef you belongs ter me.' We ain't got no call ter cover up anything, Miss 'Vadney, ef we'se livin' ez de Lord wants us to. 'Sides, der ain't

's the matter, Pompey? Has Caesar got a sand crack?" and

er hez sech things, Mass L

e and acknowledge the horses are a credit to you." He held a dollar towards

y fer doin' my do

Take a tip,

head. "I don't sm

afraid of fire, but you'll never make me believe that you don't spend your even

Mass Louis," sa

Pomp? You don't know what you're missi

or comfort, Mass Louis. I ta

ow and sweet. Evadne

nonsense. You must have some reason for not smoking

shall see God,'" he said slowly. "I 'low, Mass Louis

ou?" and Louis dashed the glowing e

which had left its mark upon his cheek lying smoulderi

You would not have dared to do that to a man who could hit you back. You forced him to tell you and then struck him for d

augh. "There's not much of the 'meek and

s still lingered in his ears. "By Jove! there's something

ter nature suggested an apology, but he swept the suggestion aside with a

hose open doorway a pleasant-faced colored woman was standing. "Pompey has

ght in, I'se proper glad t

know me?" asked

y. "Laws, honey, you'se

a

w, a handsome cat purred in front of the fireplace, and on a bracket in one corner an asthmatic clock ticked off the hours with wheezy vigor. In an adjoining room Evadne could see a bed with its gay patchwork quilt of Dyce's making, and in the little kitchen beyond she heard her singing as she trod to and fro. A couple of dainty muslin dresses were draped

ite so good!" Evadne said when she had

rything in perfecshun, 'specs it would be terrible shi

"You know him too, then? You

minous. "He is my j

the girl wistfully. "You seem to have to work a

e. Ain't dat enuff 'cashun ter keep a poor cullered woman rejoicin' all de day long? I'se so

sing in the s

silent? It's de heart songs dat de King tinks de most of, but w

o lose your eyesight, o

lot o' supposin' chillen who's allers frettin' demselves sick fer fear Satan'll git de uppe

red dresses. "Why do you work so hard?" she a

ges; but yer see, we wants to do so muc

ch for

seem drefful shifles' in me ter be doin' nothin' when de Lord worked night an' day, so I begun ter take in laundry work an' now we hev more money ter spen' on de Lord. But we never hez en

*

it was his whim to make his last concert a popular one, with no seats reserved. Every nerve in her body seemed strained to its utmost tension and her head was in a whirl. She turned and faced the crowd. A sea of faces; some eager, some sullen, some frowning, all impatient. The scraps of merry talk which had floated to her at inter

-her knight of the gate! Their eyes met. A great light swept over his face and h

Evadne," grumbled Isabelle, as they drove homeward.

d Evadne slowly, "of

ugh! What in the W

or ourselves to laugh than to cry, and v

breakfast room. "She caught a dreadful cold at the concert yesterday and she can

orror of having sickness in the house,-one never knows where it wi

a. She says she doe

f it is fever, she will need a nurse, and nu

, my dear, and see fo

elestine may

abject horror of fevers and that is enough to make me catch it. Fanc

l have to go to Madame Castle's to board," said her mother. "It is

tter," laughed Louis. "There are a few things, lady

there is the least fear of anything serious I will send the carriage at once for Doct

had grown to love the quiet stranger whose courtesy made her work seem light, and it was with genuine r

Mrs. Hildreth spoke to her and then left the room hurriedly to summon her

member a spring when there was so much sickness in the city. I sent my last nurse to a patient yesterday and since then have had

riage, and came forward eagerly. "If you please, Missus," he said, touching his hat, "Dyce would come. She's

ctor. "Oh, your wife, my good fellow?

lonely heart which had been so suddenly torn from its genial surroundings of love a

e had so coldly refused a daughter's place; and the Judge's thoughts grew unbearable as he remembered his broken trust; even Louis missed the earnest face which he had grown to w

ed a bright hopefulness throughout the sick chamber, until Evadne would lie in a dreamy content, almost fancying herself back in the old home as she listened to the musical tones and watch

softly. "I have fo