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Bj OLIVE SOHREINEIL v' CON I'lNUKI). Here the German sat ciown on ou tide of. the table, llonapnrtc on the other, each one with a couple of flat stones before him anJ the plate be tween them. "Do not be afraid," sal J the German. 'do not be afraid. I do not forget the boy at the Ore. I crack for him. The bag Is full. Why. this I strange." he said suddenly, cracking open a largo nut, "three kernels! I have not observ ed that before. This must be retain ed. This Is valuable." lie trapped the nut gravely In paper and put It carefully In hi waistcoat poeket. "Val uable, very valuable." he said, shaking his head. "Ah. my' friend," said Ilonaparte. "what Joy It Is to be once more In your society:" The German's eye 'glistened, and llonn parte ,li;ed his hand and iqueoz rd It warmly. They then proceeded to crack and eat. After awhile llona parte said, st tilling a handful of raisins Into his mouth: "I was so deeply grieved, my dear friend. That you and Tant' Sannle had .some rlU'ht unpleasantness this even ing." "Oh, u no!" said (he German. "It Is all ri.r. now. A few sheep misslug, but I make it good myself. I give my V2 sheep and work in the other eight." "It Is rather bard that you should have to m ike good the lost sheep," said llonapnrte. "It Is no fault of yours." "Well." said the German, "this Is the ca-e: Last evening I count the sheep at the kraal. Twenty are miss ing. I a!v the herd, lie tells me they are with the. other Hook; be tells me so distinctly. How can I think he lies? This afternoon I eount the other flock. The td.',"p are not there. I come back here. 'I't.e herd Is gone; the sheep are gone. Hut I cannot-no, I will not believe In- stole them." r-aid the Ger man, il'!1) vif.g suddenly excited. "Some one cl-e, but not be. 1 know that boy. I knew him three years. He Is a good boy. I h;. vo seen him deeply affect ed on account f his fool. And she would snd the police after him! I say I would rather make the lo.-s good my self. I will not have if. He has fled In fear. I know Ids heart. It was," said tle German, with little gentle hesitation, "under my word that he llrst felt his need of a Saviour." Ilonaparte cracked Sone- more al monds, then said, yawning, and more as though be asked for the sake of having something to converse about than from any Interest he felt In the subject: "And what has become of the herd's wife?" The German was alight again In a moment. "Yes; his wife. She has a child 0 days old, and Tant Sannle would turn her out Into the fields this night. That," said the German, rising, "that Is what I call cruelty, diabolical cruelty. My soul abhors that deed. The man that could do such n thing I could run him through with a knife!" said the Ger man, his gray eyes flashing and his bushy black beard adding to the mur derous fury of his aspect. Then, sud denly subsiding, he said: "Hut all Is now well. Tant Sannle gives her word that the maid shall remain for Home days. I go to Oom Midler's tomorrow to learn If the sheep may not be then. If they are not. then I return. They are gone; that Is all. I make it good." "Taut Sannle Is a singular woman," said P.onaparte. taking the tobacco ba;; the German pas-cd to him. "Singular! Yes," said the German: "but her heart Is on her right side. I have lived long years with her, and I may say I haw for her an affection which sh icturns. I may ay." I led the German, with warmth "I may say that there is not one s ml on this farm for whom I have not tin a fleet ion." ( "Ah. my friend," said Ilomiparte, "wle-n the grace of God Is la our hearts. Is It not so with us a'.l? Do we not love the ery worm we tr-ad upon and as we tread upon It? Do we know distinctions of nice or of sex or of col or? No! ' I . v ao ama.inK. riV.lne, It tills my gout, -my life, my all." After a time he sank Into a less fer vent mood and remarked: "The colored female who waits upon Tant Sannle appears to be of a vir tuous disposition, an Individual who" "Virtuous!" said the German. "I have contldence In her. There is that In her which Is pure, that which Is no ble. The rich and high that walk this earth with lofty eyelids might ex change with her." The German here got up to bring a coal for ltonaparte's pipe, aud they at together talking for awhile. At length Ilonaparte knocked the ashes out of his pipe. "It Is time that I took my departure, dear friend," he said, "but before I do so shall we not close this evening of sweet communion, and brotherly In tercourse by a few words of prayer? Oh, how good and bow pleasant a thing it is for brethren to dwell togeth er In unity! It Is like the dew upon the mountains of llermon, for there the IOrd bestowed a blessing, eveu life for evermore." "Stay and drink some roffw," said thi! German. "No, thank you. my friend. I have business that must be done tonight." said Ilonaparte. "Your dear son ap pears to have gone to sleep. He H go ing to take the wagon t- th mill to morrow. What a little mail he Is!" "A tine boy." Put. though the boy n 1 b'l before the flre. he was not asleep, and they all knelt down to pray. When they rose from thetr knees, Ilonaparte extended his hind to Waldo and patted him ou the head. guldev, and nay he bring you buck to us In safety to find us all as you have left us!" lie laid some emphasis on the last words. "And you, my dear friend," ' be added, turning with re doubled warmth to the German, "long., loug shall I look hack to this evening as a time of refreshment from the picseuee of the lxrd. as an hour of blessed Intereouse with a brother 111 Jesus. May such often return! The Lord bless you." he uhh-d, with yet deeper fervor, "richly, richly!" Then he opened the door and vanish ed out Into the darKne.w. "lie, ho, he"' laughed P.onaparte as he stumbled over the stones. "If there Isn't the rarest lot of fools on this fnrm that ever God Almighty stork legs- to! He, he, he! When the worms come out. then the blackbirds feed. Ha. ha, ha!" Then he drew himself up. Mvcti w hen alone be liked to pose with a cer tain dignity. It was secoud nature to him. lie looked ! at the kitchen .loor. The Hottentot maid who acted as In terpreter between Taut' Sannle and himself was gone, and Tant' Sannle herself w as in bed. "Never mind, P.on, my boy," he said as he walked round to his own room. "Tomoirow will do. He, he, he!" chaitmi: vni. 11 k catciiks uucou ninp. At I o'clock the next afternoon the German rode across the plain, return ing from his search for the lost sheep. He rode slowly, for he had beeu In the saddle sin e sunrl.-e and was some what weary, and ti e heat of the after noon made his horse sleepy as It picked Its way slowly along tin; sandy road, livery now and then a great red spider would start out of the "karroo" on one title of the path and run across to the other, but nothing eNe broke the still monotony. Presently, behind one of the highest of the milk bushes that doited the roadside, the German caught sight of a Kattir woman, seated there evidently for such shadow as the milk buh might afford from the sloping rays of the sun. The German turned the horse's head out of the load. It was not his way to pass a living crea ture without i word of greeting. Com ing nearer, he found it was no cither than the wife of the absconding Kathr herd.' She had a baby tied on her back by a dirty strip of red blanket. An other strip hardly larger was twisted round her waist, for the rest of her black body was naked. She was a sullen. 111 looking woman, with lips hideously protruding. The German questioned her as to how she came there. She muttered In broken Dutch that she had been turned away. Had she done evil? She shook her head sullenly. Had she had food given her? She grunted a negative and fanned the tiles from her bnby. Telling the woman to remain where she was, he turned his horse's head to the road and rode off at a furious pace. "Hani hearted! Cruel! () my God! Is this the way? Is this charity? Yes. yes, yes!" ejaculated the old man as he rode on, but presently his linger be gan to evaporate, his horse's nee slackened, and by the time he hid reached Ids own door he was nodding and smiling. Dismounting j!ib My. h. went to the great chest where his provisions wer kept. Here lie got out a little meal, a few mealies, a few roaster cakes. Them he tied lip in three blue handker chiefs, and. putting them into a tail cloth bag. be strung them over his shouhh-rs. Then lie looked circum spectly out at the door. It was very bad to be discovered In tie a t of giv ing It made biro red up to th" roofs of his old grizzled hair. No one was about, however, mi he rode off again. I V fore tie milk bush sat the Kaffir woman still, l.ke Hagar, he thought, thrust our b.v her mistress in the wil derness to die. Telling lie'- to loosen the handkerchief from lor lead, he poured Into It the contents of bis bag. The woman tied it up la sullen silence. "You must try to get to the next farm," said the German. The woman shook her head. She would sleep In the Held. The German reflected. Katllr women were accustomed to sleep In the open air, but theu the liltd was small, and after so hot a day the night might be chilly. That she would creep back to the huts at the homestead when the darkness favored her the German's sagacity did not make evident to him. He took off the old brown salt and pepper coat and held It out to her. The woman received It In silence aud laid It across her knee. "With that they will nleep warmly, not so bad. Ha, ha, ha I" said the Germau. And he rode home, nodding his head In a maimer that would have made any other man dizzy. "I wish he would not come back to night," said Km, her face wet with tears. "It will be Just the same If he comes back tomorrow," said Lyndall. The two girls sat ou the step of the cabin waiting for the German' re turn. Lyndall shaded her eyes with her hand from the sunset light. "There he comes," alio said, "whis tling Ach Jerusalem dti schoneP so loud I can hear him here." "Perhaps he has found the sheep." "Found them!" said Lyndall. "He would whistle Just so if he knew he had to die tonight." "You look at the sunset, eh, chick ens?" the German said as he came up at a smart canter. "Ah, yes, that Is beautiful!" he added as h; dismount ed, pausing for a moment with his hand on tie saddle to lmk at the even ing sky, where the sun shot up long flaming streaks, between which and the eve thin yellow clouds floated. "Ill, I you weep?" said t! German as the girls ran up t him. I Ilefore they had tirue. U r-ply tb-j . voice of Tant' Sannle was heard. 1 "You calll of th.? child of the cblld round to sih who It might be. "You old vagationd of a praying Ger man, are you deaf?" Taut" Sannle stood before the steps of the kitchen. I'pon them sit the b an 1 lot Urn tot. U pon t lie h ighest Mood 'Ilonaparte Ulenkitvs, bo!U hand folded under th'.' tails of his oeat and sis eyes fixed ou the sunset Uy. Th German dropped the saddle on the ground. "P.i.-h. Dish, bisli! What' may thi be?" he said and walked toward the house. "Very strange!" The girls followed htm. Urn still weeping. Lyndall with her fa e rather w'iife and her eyes wide open. "And I have the heart of a devil, did you say? You could run me through with a knife, could you 7" cried the Dutchwoman. "I could riot drive the Katllr maid away because I was afraid of you, was I? Oh. you miserable rag! I !ocd you, did I? I would have liked lo marry you. would I, would I, would I" cried the Peer woman. "You cat's tail, you dog's paw! P.o near toy house tomorrow morning when the sun ri-s," she gapped, "my Kafllrs will ding you through the sand. They would do 1 gladly, any of them, for a bit of tobacco, for all your prayings with them." "1 am bewildered, 1 am bewildered," said the German, standing before her and raising his hand to his forehead. "I 1 do not underhand." "Ask him. ask him!" cried Tanf Ran nie, pointing to Ilonaparte. "He knows. You thought he could not. make me understand, but he did. he did. you old fool! I Know enough Mrglish for that. You be here." shouted the Dutdiwo mini, "when the morning star rises, and I will let my Kafllrs take you out. and drag you till there is not one bone left !:i your old body that is not bro l.eti as line as bobootle meat, you old btg'.ar! A'.l your rags are not worth that they should be thrown out ou to the a-'ii heap." cried the P.oer woman, "but I will have them for my sheep! Not one ro'tcn hoof of you:- old mare do you take with you. I will have her -all, all for my sheep that you have lost, you godless thing!" The Jtoor woman wiped the moisture from her mouth with the palm of her hand. The German turned to Ilonaparte, who still stood on t':o step absorbed In the beauty of the sumet. "Do not address me. do not approach me, 1 st man." said Ilonaparte. not moving his e. e nor lowering his i bin. "There Is a nunc from which all na ture revolts; there is a. crime whose name Is loathsome to the human e.ir. That crime is yours; that crime Is in gratitude. This woman has been your benefactress. On her farm you have lived, after her sheep you have look'-d, Into her house you have been allowed to inter aud hold Divine service, an honor of which you were never worthy, and how have you rewarded her? Basely, basely, basely!" "Put it Is ail false, lies nr.d false hoods. I must. I will speak," said the German, suddenly looking round, be wildered. "Do I dream? Are you mad? What may It be?" "Go, dog!" cried the Dutchwoman. "I would have been a rich woman this day If it had not been for your lazi ness, praying with the Katlirs behind the kraal walls. Go, you Kaillr dog!" "Hut what then Is the matter? What may have happened since 1 left?" said the Germau, turning to the Hottentot woman who sat Umu the step. She was his friend; she would tell him kindly the truth.- The woman an swered by a loud, tinging laugh. Give it him, old missis! Give It him:" It was so nice to see the' white man who had been ma. iter hunted down. The colt. red woman laughed and threw ft do.en meaJie giaios into lcr mouth to C bc. All auger and excitement faded front the old man's face. He turned slowly away aud walked down the littl" path to his cabin, with his shoulders bent. It was all dark before him. lie stum bled over the threshold of his own well known door. Ilm, sobbing bitterly, would have followed him, but the Pint woman pre vented her by a flood of speech which Convulsed the Hottentot, so low wen Its images. "Come, Mm," said Lyndall, lifting her small, proud bead, "let us go In. We will not stay to hear such lar. gunge." She looked into the Hoer woman's eyes. Tan' Sannle understood the meaning of the look If not the words. She waddled after them ami caught Em by the arm. She had struck Lyn dall once years before and had never done It again, so she took Mm. "So you will defy mo. too. will you, you Mugllshman's ugliness!" she cried as with one band she forced the child down and held her head tightly against her knee. With the other she beat her first upon one cheek and then upon the other. For one instant Lyndall looked on. Then she laid her small fingers on the Boer woman's arm. With the exertion of half her strength Tant Sannle might have flung the girl back upon the stones. It was not the power of the slight fingers, tightly though they clinched her broad wrist, so tightly that at bedtime the marks were still there, but the B.kt woman looked Into the dear eyes anil at the quivering white lips and with a half surprised curse relaxed her hold. The girl drew Mm's arm through her own." "Move!" she stild to Bonaparte, win) stood In the door, and he, Ilonaparte the Invincible, In the hour of his til umph. moved to give her place. The Hottentot teased to laugh, and an uncomfortable silence fell on all the three in the doorway. Once lu their room. Mm sat ilown on the floor and waUelbltterlj. Lyndall Ami pcrliMps'tliey "Won r. wiu-r say good by to hhn. I loo, boo, hoo!" 'I wish you would be uict," said LyndiU 'Without moving. "Does It give you such felicity to let Ilonaparte know lui in hurting you? We will ask no one. It will be sup; r time won. Listen, and w hen you hear the chink of the knives and forks vo will-t-j out and M'e him." j Mia suppressed l.er sobs and listened Intently, kneel, ng at the door. Sud denly some one came to the window u:d put the shutter up. "Who was that?" said Lyndall. star, lag. "Th;' girl, I suppose," said Mm. How "ally she Is this veiling!" Hut Lyndall sprang from th: bed nnd seized t handle of the joor, shaking It fiercely. The iloor was locked on th out.dde. She ground her teeth. "What is the ipattcr:" asked Mm. The room was in perfect darkne.js .ow . "Nothing," said Lyndall quietly, "on ly they have locked us in." She turned and went back t bed again. Put ere long Mm heard a sound of movement. Lyndall had climbed up Into the window and with her An gers fep the woodwork that surround ed the panes. Slipping down, the girl loos net the iron knob from the foot of the bedstead, and, climbing up again, she broke with It every pane of glass in the window, beginning at the top and ending at the bottom. "What are you doing?" asked Mm, who heard the falling f ragments. Her companion made her no reply, but leaned on every little crossbar, which cracked and gave way beneath her. Then he pressed with all her strength against the i huttcr. She had thoeght the wooden buttons would give way, but by the (linking sound she knew that the iron bar had let:i put across. She was quite quiet for a time. Clambering down, she took from the fable n small one Haded penknife, Willi which f he began to peck at the hard wood of the shutier. "What are you d.iing now?" asked Mia. who 1. 1 1 eascil crying lu her wun dcr and had dr a v. u near. "Trying to uu;ke a hob." was the short reply. "Do you tliinl: oii will be able to?" "No, but I i"a trying." In an agony of su-;e:. Mm waited. For ten minutes Lyndall peeked. Tlie hole was three-eighths of an Inch deep. Then the blade spr ing Into ten pieces. "What has happi i. -d now ?" asked Mm. blehberlng afresh. "Nothing." said Lyndall. "Prirg me my nightgown, a piece of piper and the matches." Wondering. Mm fumbhd about till she found them. "What are you going to do with them?" she whispered. "Burn down the window." "Hut won't the whole house take lire and burn down too?" "Yes." "Put will It not be very wicHed?" "Yes, very, nnd I do riot care." She arranged the nightgown careful ly In the corner of the window, with the chips cf the frame about It. Thre was only one match in the box. She drew It carefully along the wall. For a moment it burned up blue and show el the tiny face with Its glistening eyes She held It carefully to the pa per. For an Instant It burned up brightly, then flickered and went out. She blew the spark, but it died also. Then she threw the paper on to the gtourid, trod on Jt aud went to her lod and began to undress. Mm rushed to the door, knocking against it wildly. "Oh, Tant' Sann'e, Tant' Sannle! Oh, let us out!" she cried. "Oh, Lynd.dl, what are we to do?" Lyndall wiped a drop of blood eff th- lip .- he had Mtte:i. "I am g"ing to 1 1. ." she said, "If you lilvo to hi then- and hov.l till the inotnhig. do. Perhaps you will had thai it help-. J n..V( i heard that howl ing helped auy one" Long after, when Mm herself had gone to bed and was olmost n sleep, L.vndall came and stood at her bed side. "Here," :.he said, slipping a little pot of powder Into l.er hand. "Pub some on your face. Does it not burn where Khe struck you?" Then she crept back to her own bed. Long, lung after, when Mm was really )aslep, she lay still awake and folded her hand on her little breast aud mut tered: "When that day cornrs and I am strong. I will hate everything that has power and help everything that Is weak." And she bit her lip again. The German looked out at the cabin door for the last time that night. Then he paced the room slowly and sighed. Then lw drew out a ien and paper and sat down to write, rubbing his old gray ryes with his knuckles before he began: Mr (TlcVn Yon del not come lo mr iroodtvr to th olJ nun. MIkIiI youT Ah, wHl, thrm la Un1 wherr they prt no more, where nainU Im mortal reign. I nit here lone, and I think of ymi. Will you forget thr oJf mnf When you wjke tomorrow, hr will b fr away. The oM hore la lazy, but ha ha hU atiik to help him. That I thr.- Lx He romea lark one day with ol.f an4 fumnU Will you welcome Mmf Well, we ahall are. I ta met-t Waldo. II mmi t.i k with the watrnn. Then he fothiwa me. po.(r tmyl (JkJ kno-a-i. Tlwre 1 a tan.l whi-re alt thina ar tna le right, but that lan.l la rx.t hrre. My little clul.lren, arrve the Saviour. me yunr hearta to him wh,la you are. yet joun Life ia hort Nothing ia nune; othr-rwm I wont. I aay, I.vn iJall. take rtiy tnA'(, Kin my stornn Now 1 a.ir noltiinir The fliinya are tni'w. It U not rk-M-eoua, tlo.f kiiuwa. Out t am ml-ot yt, it be Hut I f.vl it. 1 mtiht r I f.l it lo rif t ery t x nun h for the o'.l nun. It- r..n- j;t to nerk hia fortune anil -intei li, k wit) it m but, it inay be. 1 lie my rh'.hirea. IM they tlunk of met t i oh! Ollj, who ifai-n vut ti ee-k hit furl trie. O. F Having concluded this quaint pro duction, he put It where t tie children go away, llo't-preau open vu im a blue handkerchief and on It put cno by o:i the things be thought must necessary aud Importanta little bag of "curious seed which lie, ff"ant to! plant some d iy, an old Gen hymn- ' book, three mist-hapi u sfonfhat he gnatly valued, a It j hie. a hi4 iud two handkerchiefs. Then there room for nothing more. He tied up the bun- lle tightly and put It on a chair by his bedside. "That Is not much. They cannot t-'ij i take much." be said, looking a, it. He put bis knotted slick besid H, his blue tobacco bag and his short Pipe. and then Inspected his coats, lie had two b;ft. a moth eaten overcoat and a bhv.k alpaca out at tie elbows. He h i Ided for the overcoat. It was warm certainly, but then he could carry It over his mm and only pat It o:t when he met some one along the road. It was more res-pet table than the bl.it k alpaca, lie bung the greatcoat over the bach of the chair and stullvd a hard bit of rcster cake under the knot of the-bundle, and then his picpa.atlon wire completed. The German stood contemplating them with much satis faction. He had almost forgotten his sorrow at leaving In his pleasure at preparing. Suddenly he started. An expression of Intense pain passed over his face. He drew back his left arm puckly and then pressed his right baud upon his breast. "Ah, the sudd mi pang again!" he said. His face was white, but It quickly ie galned Its color. Then the old man buled himself In putting everything right. "I will leave It n -at. They : hall not say 1 did not leave It neat." he said. Mvcn the little bags of seeds on the mantelpiece he put In lows and dusted. Then he undressed ami got bito bed. Um'er his pillow was a 1'ftle story bod.. He drew It forth. To the old Gel man a story w as no story. Its events were as real and as important to himself as the matters of his own life. lie could not go away without Knowing whether that wicked carl 10 lented and whether the baron married Mmllina. So he adjusted his spectacles and began to read, Occasionally, as hi feelings became too strongly mov ed, he ejaculated: "Ah, I thought so! That was a rogue. I saw It before. I knew It from the beginning." More than half an hour had passed when he locked up to the silver watch at the top of Ills bed. "The inarch Is long tomorrow. This will not do," he said, taking off bis spectacles nnd putting them carefully Into the book to mark the place. "This will be good reading as I walk along tomorrow," he added as he stuffed the book into the pocket of the greatcoat, "very good reading." lie nodded his bead and lay down. He thought a lit tie of his own troubles, a good ileal of the two little girls he was leaving, of the carl, of Mmilina, of the baron, but he was soon asleep, sleeping as peace fully as a little child upon whose Inno cent soul sorrow and care cannot rest. It was very quiet In the room. The coals In the tin place threw a dull nil light across the tloor upon the red lions on the quilt. Mleven o'clock came, aud the room was very still. One o'clock came. The glimmer had died out, though the ashes were still warm, and the room was very dark. The gray mouse which had Its hole under the tool lx came out aud sat on the sacks in the coiner. Then, growing bolder, the loom was so dark, it (limbed the chair at the bedside, nibbled nt the l aster cake, took one bite quickly jit the candle and I!, en sat on its haunch es listening. It heard the even breath lug of th ' el l man an I tin steps of the l.uiej-f v Katlir dog going his last tona l in search of a bone or a skin that had been forgotten, and It heard the white hen call out as the wildcat ran away with one of her I. rood, and it heard the c hit ken cry. Then the gray ' mouse went back to Us bile under the tool bo, and the room was quiet. And 1! o'clock came. I'.y that tlm tie- ni;!it was grown dull and cloudy. The wild cat had gone to Its home on the "kop je." The Kafir dog had found a bone and lay gnawing It. An Inteii.He p:fl't reigned everywhere. Only in her room the Doer woman toss ed her great arms In her sleep, for she dreamed that a dark shadow with out stretched wings lied slowdy over her house, and she moaned and shivered Aud the night was very still. I'tit, quiet as all places were, there was a quite peculiar quiet In the Ger man's room. Though you strained your ear most carefully, you caught no sound of breathing. He was not gone, for the old coat still hung on the chair, the coat that was to be put on when he met auy one, nnd the buudle and stick were ready for tomorrow's long march. The old German himself lay there, his wavy black hair Just touched with gray thi own back upon the pillow. The old face was lying there alone In the dark, smiling like a little child's -oh, so peacefully! There Is a stranger whose coming, they say, is worse than all the Ills of life, from whose presence we Ocm away trembling, but be conies very tenderly sometimes, and It seem ed almost as though death had known and loved the old man, ho gently It touched him. And how could It deal hardly with him the loving, simple, childlike old man? So It smoothed out the wrlnkl -s that were In the old forehead ami fixed tire passing smile nnd sealed the eyes that they might not weep again, and then the short sleep of time was melted into the lung, long sleep of eternity. "How has he growu so young lu this one night?" they said when they found hirn In the moi ning. Xes, dear old man, to such as you !!::;? bricks no age. You die with the iiuey of y ,'ene. i me ub'wly, Waldo tg tl Vis at the back. espied across the phi in u niuv.M.g CJi and he chucked his coatUMs up and dow n In expectancy of r The w agon came lay curled union; of the wagon, the lui! In his breast resting on the sheep -faring .machine. It w as finished now. right thoiuht had struck him the day before as he sat, half asleep, watching the water go over the mill wle-cl. He muttered to himsrjf, with half closed eyes: "Tomorrow smooth the cogs, tighten the screws a little, show it to them." Then after u pause,. "Over the wtiole world, the whole world -mine, that I have made!" He pressed the little wheels and pulleys In bis pocket till thev cracked. Presently bis muttering became louder, "And ' ."v- n black hat for my dadda, for Lxndall a blue silk, very light, and one purple, like the earth bells, and white shoes." He mm lend on: "A box full, full of books. They shall tell me all. all. all," he add ed, , moving his fingers desirlagly "wl)y the crystals grow In such In-autl-ful shapes, why lightning runs to the Iron, w hy black people are black, why the sunlight makes things warm. I shall read, read, read," he muttered slow ly. Then came over him suddenly what he called "the presence of God," a sense of a good, strong something folding him round, lie smiled through his half shut eyes. "Ah, rather, mj own Mather, It Is so sweet to feel you, like the warm sunshine! The Iliblcr and books cannot tell of you aud all I feel you. They are mixed with men's woi d but you" Ills muttering sank into Inaudible oiil tisiuii till, opening his eyes wide. It strmk him that the brown plain he looked at was the old home farm. For half an hour they had been riding In it, and he had not known It. He roused the leader, who sat nodding on the front of the waeon in the early morn ing tomlight. 'I hoy were within half a mile of Die homestead. It seemed to him that he bad been gone from them all a year. He fancied he could see Lyndall standing on the brick wall to watch for him. Ids father, passing from one bouse to the other, stopping to loo It. He called 'aloud to the oxen. For each one nt home he had brought something- for his father a piece of to bacco, bought at the shop by the nlll; for Mm a thimble, for Lyndall a beau tiful Mower dug out by the roots at a place where they had "nut. spanned," for Tant Sannh a handkerchief. When they drew near the bouse, he threw the whip to the Kaiflr leader and sprang from the side of the wagon to run on. Ilonaparte stopped him as he ran past the ash heap. "Good morning, my dear boy. Where are you running to so fast with your rosy cheeks?" The boy looked up nt him, gtod even to see Itoiia parte. "I am going to the cabin," he said, out of breath. "You won't find them In Just now not your good old father," said Itoua parte. "Where Is he?" asked the lad. "There, beyond the camps," said Itornparte, waving his band oratorical ly toward the stone walled ostrich camps. "What is be doing there?" asked the boy. Ilonaparte patted him on the check kindly. "We could not keep him any more. It was too hot. We've burled him. my boy," said Monnparte. touching with his finger the boy's cheek. "We couldn't keep him any more. He. lie, he!" laughed ltenaparte as the boy tied away along the low stone wall, almost furtively, as cue in fear. At r o'clock Ilonaparte knelt before a bo ia the Gentian's room, lie was bm-ily unpacking It. It had been sigrcd upon betwicn Tar.t Sannle and himself that now the German was gone he (I'onaparte) was to be no longer schoolmaster, but over seer of the farm. In return for his past scholastic labors he had express ed himself willing to take possession of the dead man's goods and room. Tant' Sannle hardly liked the arrange ment. She had a great deal more re spect for the German dead than the Gorman living and would rather his goods had been allowed to descend peacefully to his son, for she was a firm believer lu the chinks In the world alove, where not only ears but eyes might be applied to tee how things went on In this world below. She nev er felt sure how far the spirit world might overlap this world of sense and, as a rule, prudently 'abstained from doing anything which might offend un seen auditors. For this reason she ab stained from ill using the dead Kng Hsbman's daughter and niece, and for this reason she would rather the boy had had his father's goods. Hut It was hard to refuse Bonaparte anything w hen she and he sat so happily togeth er In the evening drinking coffee, Ilo naparte telling her lu the broken Dutch ho was fast learning how he adored ; fat women and what a splendid farmer -he was. ; So at 5 o'clock on this afternoon IJo- ' naparb knelt in the German's room. "Somewhere here It is," he said fi h packed tin old clothes carefully out( of the box nnd, finding nothing, packed thMii In again. "Somewhere in thlsf room It Is, and If it's here I'onaparte j finds It," he repeated. "You didn't stay here all these years without mak- log a little pile somewhere, my lamb. You weren't such a fool as you look-: ed. Oh, no!" said Ilonaparte. ' CONTINUED NKXT WI'KK.