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streets, a face met her gaze that filled her the few days occupied in taking their dewith consternation.
parture seemed like years. Her evil genius bad pursued her hither. “ To-morrow morning we start,” he said, Castor, whom she disliked and feared, and in a tone of relief to Philbert. with every cause, had seen her, and “So much the better," said Philbert, already kuew her, she had no doubt. sententiously. Nothing but an evil purpose could have
“Philbert thinks as I do,” said poor Mr. brought him where she was, she well knew, Malcolm to himself. And when Leila, in and she surprised Mr. Malcolm by declar- bidding him good-night, burst into tears, ing her wish to go home.
he had not heart to ask her what grieved He was not averse to gratifying her, and her. She said she was nervous, and with despite the protestations of the children, tbat explanation they must both needs be packing preparations commenced, and Leila content. breathed a sigh of relief as she surveyed Alas, when the morning came, and no hur trunks, ready for departure.
Leila could anywhere be found, Mr. Mal"You are really going to find it pleasant colm's anguish was beyond portrayal. at our quiet home again ?" asked Mr. “Lascours is here,” said Philbert, divinMalcolm.
ing his suspicion, “I saw him this morning "Anywhere but here," answered Leila, early." engrossed in her own thoughts to such a “Mr. Lascours left in the first train," degree as to overlook the tender kindness said the waiter who brought Mr. Malcolm of his manner.
bis boots. “He seemed in a great hurry, A sudden suspicion stung him. “ It is sir." not possible,” he thought,
“that she re
“Keep quiet,” said Philbert; “ do not grets Lascours !"
let it get noised abroad." And he forced He would not give voice to the doubt, Mr. Malcolm back into his chamber. but it grew upon him more and more, till
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
THE LOST RABBITS.
BY KATE BEAFOAM, SUCH a happy little boy as Georgie Wells clear white bunnies, so cuinning and pretty, was when his Uncle John sent him the were nearly frightened to death. For tho pretty pair of rabbits he had been daily first few days after he received them ho wishing for since he saw Freddie Burton's could scarcely think or talk of anything cunning black and white ones! He told else. His studies were sadly neglectedjolly Uncle John-who had not forgotten indeed, it was with difficulty that he was his own boyhood, with its ardent wishes, persuaded to leave them to go to school; and therefore always listened attentively and the moment he relurned he ran quickly to all of his bright little nephew's hopes to them, to see that they were all safe. He and grievances—about the rabbits, and was greatly pleased at the praise bestowed how inuch he wanted a pair. Uncle John on them by his little schoolmates. One, Warmly expressed his adıniration of the in particular, Johnny Cleaves, seemed cunning creatures, and told Georgie many quite as fond of them as Georgie himself. funny things about the pair be had when He never tired of watching them, and each he was a boy. His were clear wbite, with day he brought a radish, beet, carrot, or such bright red eyes, be told Georgie, who something he knew the rabbits were fond thought they must be prettier than the of. At first Georgie was pleased and proud .colored ones. Well, the next Saturday of the praise and kindly attention Johnny night, two days after Uncle John returned gave his pets, but soon he became quito to the city, the expressman left a crate for jealous, as Johnny really fed them more “Master George Wells,” with Uucle than he did, and they were very fond of John's compliments.
him. You should bave seen the boy's delight! Soon Georgie became so cross about it, He danced around the crate till the little and so surly to Johnny, that the kindhearted little boy did not know what to assurance did not cheer him much, and think of it, wondering in what way he that evening he was moody and silent; but could have vexed him. Never imagining imagine his surprise when he went to his the truth, he increased his fond attentions rabbits' cunning little house-a miniature to Georgie and his cunning pets, hoping to cottage his father had made for their home win back his favor thus, which he seemed at one side of the garden-the next mornstrangely to have lost. Of course this but ing, and found the door wide open, and made matters worse.
the rabbits he loved so well both gone! One day little Johnny hurried home He searched everywhere about the garfrom school as fast as he could, and when den in a wild excited manner, but they Georgie, who had loitered a little to play were nowhere to be found. Then came by the way, hurried out to feed the rabbits, the thought which Georgie knew well at he found little Johnny there before him, first—some one must have opened the feeding them, and talking in such a loving door, for, with the sure fastening, the rabway that he could not restrain bis jealous bits never could have opened it, if they had anger when Johnny turned innocently to been ever so eager to get out. him and said:
With tearful eyes he went sadly to the “See how they like it, Georgie! Why, house to tell of his loss. His mother was they have had such a nice time eating it, greatly surprised and very sorry. After a and such a lot as they can eat, too, I never moment she asked: did see !” And Johnny laughed merrily, “But who can have taken them, Georgie? but started as if he had received a blow Do you think of any one ?" when Georgie crossly replied :
Georgie shook his head, and muttered, “Well, I guess a fellow likes to feed his angrily: rabbits once in a while. Anybody'd think “I bet I know who took 'em. See if I you had all the right to 'em; that they was don't fix him!”. And, catching up his hat yours.”
he ran from the house. Johnny's blue eyes opened widely, and He felt very cross toward Johnny, the for a full minute he stared at Georgie as if more because he had been so unkind to he could hardly believe he heard aright; him, and therefore was quick to cast the and then, with quivering face and tremu- blame upon him. And he said to himself lous voice, he said:
as he hurried along: “I-I thought you'd be glad, Georgie, so “He's got'em, the mean sneak! I know I fetched 'em all I could get; and I like he has !" 'em so well, and I aint got any. O, I just Johnny was not in the yard, and Georgie wish I had !” he added in a sobbing tone. went boldly to the door and rapped loudly.
“ Well, I aint glad, so now! And—” Johnny's mother opened the door, greetGeorgie answered, sharply; but poor John- ed him kindly, and invited him in. He ny did not wait to hear what he had to say asked for Johnny. further, but turned and ran toward home He had left the house a little while ago as fast as he could go, not liking for with another boy, she told him, but would Georgie to see how badly he felt.
be back in a few minutes, she thought, Now Georgie was really ashamed, and and urged Georgie to come in and wait for felt badly himself because he had been so him. cross to the kind little Johnny, and the He went in, still feeling very cross, and next day he carefully avoided meeting Mrs. Cleaves looked at him in surprise, he him, or even looking toward him in his was so silent and strange when she tried to usual frank way. Several times he glanced talk to him to make the time pass more shyly at him, and felt still more ashamed pleasantly. After waiting a while, he rose, when he saw what a grieved look Johnny's saying he wouldn't wait any longer, and usually bright face wore. When he passed Mrs. Cleaves asked him if he wished to see him as he hurried home from school, he Johnny about anything in particular, offermuttered to himself, in a dissatisfied way: ing to do the errand for him, or to send
“Well, I don't care! He no need to Johnny to him when he returned; and keep fussin' round all the time."
Georgie rather ungraciously replied: But Georgie did care, and that was just “I want my rabbits- I want him to bring why he said he didn't care; yet still this 'em back."
“Your rabbits? Why, I didn't know Johnny had your rabbits !” Mrs. Cleaves said, greatly surprised.
“Well, he has, and he'd just better bring'em back," Georgie answered, crossly.
“ But I do not understand, Georgie. How came he to have your rabbits ?” Mrs. Cleaves asked.
" He stole 'em!. That's how he come by 'em,” said Georgie, in a bold defiant way.
Mrs. Cleaves's cheeks fushed hotly at this charge, made so boldly against her good little boy whom she thought so trustworthy, and in a tremulous tone she said:
“Do you know that Johnny has got your rabbits, Georgie ? I cannot think he would take them so; it is not like him to do such a thing, and then he thinks 80 much of you, too."
“ But he was mad with me 'cause I did not want him hanging round 'em feeding 'em all the time, and I told him so yesterday; and this morning they was gone, and I guess he took 'em,” Georgie answered.
Well, I am very sorry that you have lost your rabbits, Georgie, but I cannot believe that Johnny took them, unless he tells me he did. I knew he felt badly about something when he came home from your house, but he did not tell me what the matter was," Mrs. Cleaves said, slowly, deeply pained that Johnny should be suspected of such a thing. But as Georgie turned toward the door, she said:
“Please do not go yet, Georgie. I do wish you would wait a few minutes longer, and I think Johnny will be here; for I would like for this to be settled now, here with me."
Georgie. sat down again, feeling a little less positive, and uncomfortable at the pain he had caused the gentle lady. Very soon Johnny entered the kitchen, and his mother called to him. He came quickly to her, but hesitated; his eyes drooped and his face flushed when he saw Georgie. Mrs. Cleaves was watching him keenly, and a fear entered her heart lest Johnny had been tempted through his excessive fondness for the cunning creatures, and had really taken tbem, as Georgie had forbidden his fondness. There was a moment's painful silence, and then in tremulous tones Mrs. Cleaves said:
“ Johnny, I am grieved to tell you that Georgie thinks you have taken his rabbits; have you ?"?
Johnny's face flushed more deeply, and he answered:
“Well, I aint got 'em. So there, now!"
“I bet you have got 'em !” Georgie cried out, sharply. “ Johony, be sure to tell me the truth
If you have taken his rabbits, say so at once, and give them to him," his mother said, sternly, the fear increasing at his furried manner.
“Well, I aint got 'em, now sure. How can I give 'em to him when I aint got 'em?” Johnny replied, beginning to cry.
Mrs. Cleaves was puzzled, and Georgic rose to leave.
“ He'd better go and hunt for 'em, if he's so sure I've got 'em," Johnoy sobbed out, as Georgie opened the door.
“I am very sorry, Johnny, that you should be thus accused, if you are innocent; and I certainly expect you to be truthful, as I have always thought you to be. Well, Georgie, I think we had better search for the rabbits, as Johnny says; you will be better satisfied.” And Georgie reluctantly followed Mrs. Cleaves to the shed and small garden, but no rabbits were there found; and then she insisted upon his accompanying her to the house again, and she took him through every room, carefully searching, as if they might be hidden there. When they came back to the sitting-room, where Johnny still sat, he looked up defiantly, and said:
“Well, I guess you didu't find your old rabbits."
This roused Georgie's temper, which had through the search been graduaily subsiding, and he hotly replied:
“Well, I bet you got 'em, anyway; and you just better tell what you've done with 'em, or I'll-I'll lick you, so, now!"
“I guess you just better try it, that's all," said little Johnny, bristling up.
“There, there, boys! That wont do!" Mrs. Cleaves said, soothingly. And Georgie hurried away, muttering:
“I'll fix him, see now if I don't!"
But several days passed, during which the boys did not meet, and Georgie did not have the opportunity or pleasure of “fixing” Johnny, nor did he hear anything from his rabbits. Mrs. Cleaves said so much to Johnny to persuade him to tell her if he had taken the rabbits, and he so stoutly protested that he had not done so, that she was finally convinced of his truth. Then a new difficulty arose for Georgie, which for a time caused him much unhappiness. One noon his father came in with a very stern face, and said to him:
“Georgie, I am surprised that a boy of your age should be guilty of such folly! What benefit or pleasure could it possibly have been to you to destroy my early vegetables, which I had taken so in uch pains with, in such a manner ?”
Georgie's brown eyes opened widely in astonishment as he gazed at his father, and, before he could speak, his father continued :
“It is no use for you to deny it, Georgie; I spoke to your mother about it this morning, and she said you were in the garden sometime yesterday; but she thought you old enough to be careful, so she didn't call you away.”
“I only looked there for iny ball I lost," Georgie tremulously answered.
“And nearly destroyed the garden. I see no need of that. You deserve a good whipping, and l've a good mind to give you one,” Mr. Wells said, steruly.
“I didn't know I hurt the things," Georgie said, falteringly, beginning to cry.
Mr. Wells's manner softened a little, as he replied:
“I should have thought you would have known it, for I never saw such bavoc in a garden to find a ball. Be sure such a thing does not happen again.” And he left him.
But only a day afterwards Mr. Wells called loudly from the garden to him, and Georgie went tremblingly to him.
Come, hurry along !” he called, sharply, as Georgie hesitated, fearing he knew not what.
As Georgie came near to him, his father said:
“Here, just look at this work, and see if you think I shall bear this! What does this mean?”
"l-I truly don't know, I didn't-"
"There, stop there, and don't lell me a falschood! Of course you did it. Who else would do it, I ask you? Not your mother and I; and if any stranger entered the garden, your muther would certainly have known it in the time it would take to do this. Just see iny nice beets I was so proud of, trampled till there is not a leaf Jeft on them. Why, one would really think you had taken the trouble to pluck them all off. Look at the other vegetables,
too! Why, Georgie, you ought to be ashamed of yourself-I am really ashamed of you.”
“I-I certainly didn't do-" Georgio tremblingly began, looking around him at the general destruction of the fine but small garden, as his fathor directed, but again he interrupted hiin sternly, and said:
“There, none of that, I tell you! Go to your room, and stay there until I call you, unless you are soon prepared to tell me the truth."
Crying bitterly, Georgie obeyed bis father, feeling himself a very ill-used boy. Still, when called upon again, to the earnest entreaties of his fond mother and his usually indulgent father, he denied persistently all knowledge of the injury dono to the garden; and being too conscientious a man to punish him more while he thus denied it, Mr. Wells, after seriously admonishing him, let the matter rest, hoping he would soon confess the truth. And on this day, as Georzie walked moodily away from the house, he met one who, during his severer trial, had often been in his bitter thoughts-little Johnny Cleaves. It bad occurred to him frequently that ho might have wrongfully accused Johnny, as he had been accused when innocent, and he did not feel right about it; be was not positive that he had taken the rabbits, after all, for had not his father said that ho showed guilt when he was not guilty? Might not this be so with Johnny, that the mortification of the accusation caused tho appearance of guilt, as is often the caso with innocent sensitive children and persons? This Georgie felt, as he murmured to himself:
“ Perhaps he looks so 'cause I thought he took 'em."
Johnny looked intently at him, hesitated, as if about lo speak, then passed slowly by. In a minute after, taking a few doubting steps, Georgie suddenly turned and said:
“I say, Johouy, wait a minute !"
Johnny came quickly back to him, an eager light in his blue eyes, and Georgie quickly began:
"I guess I know now 'tis rough on a fellow to keep telling him he's done a thing when he aint-"
“Have you found 'em?” Johnny hastily asked.
Well, no, I aint found 'em, but they've been saying I've done something I didn't
do, and p'raps you didn't take the rabbits, 'em squeezed out as quick! Then I was 80 if they be gone! Georgie answered. scared trying to catch him, the other got
“What did they say?" Johnny asked, a out before I could shut the door, and I queer look on his round face.
couldn't catch 'em. I was over trying to They said I tore the garden all up. I find 'em when you come and told mother should like to know what I want of them I stole 'em, when I didn't. Now let's go old beet leaves and things—for they're in and find 'em." all pulled off; but father said I trampled On the way Johnny told excitedly the 'em, and I didn't!” Georgie exclaimed, wonderful execution of Freddie's rabbits angrily.
when they got out. It seemed they ate up “Pulled off? Eat up, be they?! Johnny nearly all the vegetables in town. Mrs. asked, excitedly.
Wells gave them permission to search in “Pulled all off; dun'no whether they're the garden for them, wondering that they eat up," Georgie moodily replied. And to had not thought them the guilty ones at his great surprise, Johnny cried out: once, being well aware of their ravenous
“O, I know! Don't you know how well propensities. They searched some time they like 'em ?”
eagerly before they had a glimpse of the “Who? What?!! Georgie asked in a sly creatures dodging about the wall. Then perplexed way.
such a scampering, dodging and doubling! “Why, the rabbits, of course! You never Such a wearying time as the boys had for did see how much they can eat when they full two days after the cunning spry creaget it," Johnny said. And after a mo- tures, before little Johnny cried out, mentáry hesitation, with flushed cheeks, scarcely ablo to speak clearly, so overjoyed he added, “You see, Georgie, I did let 'em at his success, catching one first, “O, I've out, and I was awful sorry; was going to got one! I've got one!" Aud when that tell you all about it if you hadn't got me one was safe in the house, by their united so mad. I liked 'em so well, I just went efforts the other was soon secured, and the to see 'em once more, to kind of bid 'em boys became firmer friends than evergood-by, you know, and I opened the door Georgie having learned a useful lesson, just a little ways, when they put their useful to all—“Not to be hasty in connoses up, to smooth 'em a bit, and one of demning or thinking evil of any one."
LOVE WINS LOVE. "Mother, the birdies all love father," and pats her, and talks to her; and somosaid a little boy of five years, as he stood how I think his voice never sounds so with his mother watching the robins en- pleasant as when he talks to the creatures." joying their morning meal of cherries “I think his voice sounds pleasant when from the old tree that overhung the house. he is talking to his little boy." “Does anybody else, Charlie ?!
Charlie smiled. “O yes! I love him, and you love him; “Father loves me," he said, “and I love but we know more than the birds."
him dearly. He loves the birds, too, I am “What do you think is the reason the sure. He wbistles to them every morning birds love your father?”
when they are eating cherries, and they are Charlie did not seem to hear the ques- not a bit afraid of him, though he is almost tion. He was absorbed in deep thought. near enough to catch them. Mother, I
“Mother," al last he said, "all the crea- wish everything loved me as well as they tures love father. My dog is almost as do father." glad to see him as he is me. Pussy, you "Do as father does, Charlie, and they know, always comes to him, and seems to will. Love all living things, and be kind know exactly what he is saying. Even the to them. Do not speak roughly to the dog. old cow follows bim all around the meadow, Don't pull pussy's tail, nor chase the hens, and the other day I saw her licking his nor try to frighten the cow. Never hurt or hand just as a dog would. I think it is tease anything. Speak gently and lovingly because father loves them. You know he to them. Feed them, and seek their comvill often get up to give pussy something fort, and they will love you, and everybody to eat; and he pulls carrots for the cow, that knows you will love you too."