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of talking. Now Bobby was uncommonly en-, neck, and waist encircled ly the most beautiful lightened before, but now that he had acquired chased, solid gold bands ever seen; whilst the the faculty of speech, he began all of a sudden sun of morning, streaming through the caseto chatter away like a magpie; and as the wine ment, seemed to turn her locks to pure gold too had made him quite tipsy, he strutted like any - whilst her complexion was more lovely, and thing. “I-s-s-thay” (he began), “ g-g-0-i!, an added grace was on every feature, so that my-my b-boys! h-b-urrrah! bip b-b-ip, h-h-ip! she looked more beautiful than ever, quite h-h-u-r-rah !" At which all the fairies left otl" as fair as the full May moon ; for the fairies, dancing, and clapping their hands and laugh- mind you, had caused this when they stroked ing, they all got round Bobby, and began to her cheeks, and whispered mysterious words teaze him; whilst Bobby put up his crest quite over her. in a passion, pecked right and left, and began The wicked Baroness held up her hands in to abuse them like a pick pocket, calling them all astonishment; but as for Brunehaut, she turned the names he could think of. But lo! in the black in the face with rage and envy -- she was midst of all the fun, suddenly a cock struck up almost convulsed; she stamped her feet on the in the castle yard a loud “ cock-a-doodle-doo!" ground with ungovernable fury. “Look," she and away went the feast, cups, and dishes, as if exclaimed, “ look at her, mother! look at the they never had been, poor Bobby being upset hateful thing more beautiful than ever. Look from his perch on his wine-cup, and left sprawl- / at her hair, like pure gold- look at her splendid ing on the floor, as tipsy as possible. The fairies gold bands. Oh, I shall go mad-I could tear all huddled round Hilda : one put a band of rich my eyes out for rage! I'll-yes--I'll strangle fairy gold round her white neck; another bound her, mother, and put an end to her at once. a still broader one of fine chased gold round her Shut the door-I'll soon do it.” “ Stur, my slender waist; whilst another placed a ring of dear, let me listen first, let me shut the doorgold on her finger, which contained a wonderful here, I'll do it with my scarf, and then she can't fairy stone like an opal, which had the power of scream.” And the wicked woman approached guarding the wearer from all poison, and sick- the innocent and still sleeping girl to put her ness of every sort, as well as enchantments. wicked intention into execution, when up started Then they kissed her, and stroked lovingly her little Bobby, who was wide awake, and had soft cheeks and golden hair, whispering myste- heard every word ; and settling on the window rious words over her, when suddenly the sill, he began to flap his wings, and scream with cock raised his voice again, “cock-a-doodle- all his might, “ murder! murder ! fire! murdoo !” and away they all scuttled like so many der! Seize em, goblins - black, white, and mice. Numerous little doors all about, opened grey-tear their wicked eyes out-seize em. and shut again with a loud clap, and then all Mou! mou ! bow-wow-wow ! cock-a-doodlebecame still as death; whilst Hilda rubbed her doo !” So that Hilda immediately started from eyes, and fancied it must be all a dream, had not her deep sleep, and the wicked Baroness and the sight of the rich gold bands she wore con- Brunehaut, frightened almost out of their wits, vinced her of its reality. And little Bobby, who fancying themselves surrounded by goblins and bearing the cock crow again, put up his drunken about to be torn to pieces, gave a dismal scream, little head, and tried to imitate it in a faint, and rushed out of the room, as though the fairies stutttering, C-0-c-kk-a-a-doodle-d-o-all-d00-00. were after them, leaving the door wide open, and And then Hilda ran to the poor little fellow and falling in their hurry headlong over each other picked him up, wiped his wet feathers, and down the steep stairs, and getting finely bruised putting him tenderly in her bosom, laid herself for their pains, you may be sure. down again on the bed, and soon fell into the sweetest sleep possible.
Now when the morning was come, the cruel Baroness and the wicked Brunehaut rose up rather earlier than usual, and quietly stole up the
Chap. II. old disused staircase, and approached the door of the haunted chamber with eager steps but
Poor Hilda sat up in bed quite bewildered, breathless silence. They listened a moment at
not knowing what to make of it all; but Bobhy, the door-all was still; they knocked softly, but
| who was quite sober again, told her of their no answer was returned. “They've got the
wickedness. She was sorely dismayed, but still
felt very glad that Bobby bad a voice, and could nasty white cat safe enough, mother," whispered
talk to her, and advise her; for Bobby was an the exulting Brunehaut, rubbing her hands. “ Yes, my darling, I think and hope that they
uncommonly sharp bird. “And now,' says he, have,” returned the wicked womnan; “but let us
“ don't you go for to tell them all, dear-I
wouldn't if I were you." go in and make sure, one has nothing to fear there by daytime, they say.” So they unlocked
| " Oh, but I must,” said the innocent Hilda, the door, and first peeped in, and were astonished | who had no idea of deception in anything; “ if to see the room all nicely swept and in order : they question me, I must tell the truth, you but they were more astonished on approaching know, dear Bobby.” the bed, for there lay the beautiful, and innocent “ You needn't tell 'em the whole truth, dear; object of their wicked hatred, and enry, wrapt we must take care what we are about now, so in the most tranquil slumber, with her arms, we must mystify 'ein,” said he.
“Oh, naughty Bobby!” returned Hilda, “I a deadly poison, and said, “ here, darling Hilda, am surprised at you, I am the truth and nothing drink this nice gruel up, and it will make you but the truth I must tell.”
sleep 80 sound-good night, love." And the “ There's no harm in deceiving them,” said wicked woman kissed her. Bobby, as bold as brass.
| Now it so happened that Bobby, who had " o yes, there is, Bobby; and I am quite been watching her quite slyly as she made the angry with you," said Hilda
gruel, could not arrive in time enough to warn Bobby didn't seem best pleased at this; and Hilda, because the Baroness had shut the door then Hilda went to her own little room, and when she entered Hilda's chamber; but when said her prayers, and washed, whilst Bobby she opened the door to go out, then Bobby flew pruned his feathers; and then she proceeded in with breathless fear, and flying to his dear down stairs to meet her mother-in-law and mistress, said, “ don't- don't touch it, dear! Brunehaut at breakfast. Well, these two wicked she has poisoned it-spit it out-spit it outwomen had agreed together to treat the whole oh dear, oh dear !" for Hilda had eaten ever so thing as a joke, and to receive the unsuspecting much, and dreadfully alarmed she was, you may Hilda with siniles and affection, in order to get be sure, and began to weep bitterly, saying, out of her all she had seen, and how she became “ Ab, poor me! I never, never injured thempossessed of the beautiful gold bands instead of I never spoke an unkind word, and they want Leing carried away; so that the very moment me dead, and dear papa's away, and will never, the poor girl made her appearance, they ran and never see his poor Hilda more!" kissed her; and the Baroness laughed, and And then Bobby comforted her as well as he said, “ Now our darling Hilda must tell us all could, and Hilda knelt and said her prayers; she has seen, because we made her sleep in that and then, after flinging the rest of the nasty room on purpose that we might know whether gruel out of the window, she laid herself on ber the dear little fairies really did visit it, as the bed, for her head swam round and round, and people say, being quite sure that they would a deep, heavy sleep fell upon her, whilst poor never hurt such a dear good girl as our Hilda Bobby kept watch. 80 how was it, love ?" And then they both in the meantime the dreadful Baroness took listened with greedy ears, whilst Hilda told all the eager Brunehaut up to the haunted chamabout it, and how she danced with the fairies, ber; and after seeing her safe into the bed, and how kind they were to her ; but when she kissed her fondly, and told her not to be afraid, came to the part about Bobby, how he drank“ for remember, love," says she, “ that you will the fairy wine, and began to talk, then the wake to-morrow morning not only fairer than Baroness and Brunehaut coloured up and ex- the moon, but the beiress to all these wide lands changed looks, as much as to say, wbat fuols and the castle.” So she went and left her, and we were to be frightened, for it was only the shut the door. robin that made the noise; and then they looked The moment her mother was gone, Brunehaut round to see where he was, but Bobby was hid- opened her black eyes as wide as possible, and den at the top of the window curtains, listening stared round the room, and listened with all her to everything, with his head bent on one side as might; but all was still as death. The moon cunningly as possible.
shone bright as day almost through the old Now the moment the wicked Baroness found casement, and lit up everything. Brunehaut's herself alone with Brunehaut, she said, “ We heart beat with eager expectation; she heard must try some other plan to get rid of the tire- the castle clock strike eleven – then came some jade, my darling child. I shall order some another long hour of awful silence, save that a gruel for her supper to-night, and put in it screech-owl flapped three times at the window something that will make her sleep very soundly and screamed too-whit, too-whoo! so that indeed -80 sound, that perhaps she may never Brunebaut almost screamed for fear too, and wake again.” And she winked with a wicked half wished herself away, only that she was meaning at her daughter, who nodded her head afraid to get out of bed and go down the long in return, quite exultingly. “ And as for you, gloomy passage by herself, (for wicked people, my darling, I have a thought in my head-you mind you, are always afraid, whilst the good shall sleep in the haunted chamber to-night, and fear nothing but God; but the wicked BruneI have not the least doubt that you will get haut knew nothing about heaven). Well, all manner of fine things too from the fairies - Brunehaut's eyes began to grow sleepy with only mind that you are exceedingly civil to them, staring so, when suddenly dong went the castle and flatter them, and all that.”
clock twelve, stroke after stroke-dong! and “ O yes, mother !” returned Brunehaut, Brunehaut, with beating heart, lay counting clapping her hands, “I will, I will! and be them; when hardly had the last dong died away sides gold chains and rings, I shall wake in the in a hollow murmur, when click clack went morning fairer than new milk, and with eyes ever so many little doors on every side ; and brighter than diamonds; then we shall see whe- click opened a little door in the bedpost, on ther all the young lords at court won't fall in which the moon was shining; and to Brunelove with me-ha! ha!”
haut's astonishment a little head popped out; Well, so when the night was come, the wicked two little sharp eyes were fixed on her-a little Baroness hurried poor Hilda to bed, and then skinny finger was pointed at her-and a little took her a bason of gruel, in which she had put scornful voice sang
Wicked Brunehaut ! cruel Brunehaut! I can say that she died suddenly of a fit in the
* O yes, mother, yes, that will do me goodThat we fairies are not blind.
that will do me good !” returned Brunehaut, You shall join our revels, too,
hoarse with passion; "and I'll tear all her fine And we'll pinch you black and blue.
gold bands off, and wear them myself, that And hardly were the words finished, when the will be some comfort.” So away they both room became quite full of little people, who with rushed to Hilda's chamber ; but what was their hisses and jeers surrounded the bed, and pulled surprise and rage to find the bed empty, and the terrified Brunehaut neck and heels from it, nobody in the room but little Bobby, who despite her screams, kicks, and cries. Then clapped his wings, and cried cock-a-doodlethey put her in the middle of the room, and be- doo. gan to dance round her, mocking and mowing “ O you hateful little wretch !” shrieked like apes; some mewed like cats, some crowed Brunebaut, rushing at him to tear him to pieces; like cocks, and others barked at her exactly like | but the window was wide open, and Bobby, angry dogs. After that they pinched, and bit after giving her a good sharp peck on the nose, and slapped her. Then when the feast came, flew out, and settled triumphantly on Hilda's instead of giving her any, they stood her in the shoulder, who was walking in the garden becorner, with a nasty dead rat before her, to eat neath, not only quite well, but looking more if she liked ; and made her drink a filthy black like the queen of diamonds than anything else, drink, that was as bitter as gall. Then all of a for her hair shone so bright in the sunbeams, sudden the cock in the castle-yard crowed; and that it quite dazzled the sight, whilst her comhanging the dead rat by a string round her neck, plexion was exactly like roses and water-lilies they threw her all of a lump on the bed again; pounded together; for you must bear in mind, click clack went the little doors, and in another that the wonderful ring, with a stone like an moment all was silent again as the grave. opal, which the fairies gave her, prevented the
Well, in the morning, when the sun was poison from doing her the least harm-it only shining bright, up got the Baroness, eager to go had made her, in fact, look more like the full and look at her darling Brunehaut, expecting to moon. So that as they looked at her from the find ber covered with diamonds and pearls, and window, Brunehaut turned livid as a venomous far fairer than the evening star. So she stole toad with spite and rage; and she began to up the stairs, down the long passage, and stamp with her feet again, and tear her hair like knocked first at the door ; but as no answer a mad thing. So that the Baroness hurried her came, she went in; but the moment she ap- back to her own room, and said, “ we must go proached the bed and looked, she set up a dis- another way to work with this artful jade; the mal shriek, which awoke Brunehaut, who had fairies protect her in the castle, it is evident, so fallen into a stupid sleep from exhaustion; but this very evening we will take her for a walk out directly Brunehaut started up in bed and looked in the forest, bind her to a tree, and there leave at her, then she shrieked louder still, and began her, and the wolves and bears are sure to have to tear her hair; and well she might, for instead her before morning." This consoled Bruneof being covered with pearls and diamonds, haut mightily, though still she did nothing but Brunebaut was covered with bruises, a stinking moan and weep, running every five minutes to dead rat was tied round her neck, and worse the glass to have a look at herself; and as each than that, she squinted at her mother with both time she seemed to squint worse, and to grow eyes; her nose was turned right up, and her altogether more ugly, she each time began to face covered with black pimples.
kick and scream again, so that her mother “Oh, wretched child! wretched child !” the stayed up stairs with her all day, trying in vain Baroness exclaimed, wringing ber hands, and to comfort her. crying bitterly. “Oh, oh! how did this come When the evening was come, Brunehaut put to pass ? You are not fit to be seen you on a couple of great black veils doubled, to hide are an object. Oh, the witches ! the spiteful, her eyes, and drew her bonnet quite over her malicious witches! to serve my precious child face; while the Baroness went for the poor un80; but come, come out of this hateful room;" suspecting Hilda, and said, “ Come, sweetest and seizing the bewildered and staring Brune Hilda, and take a little walk with us into the haut by the wrist, she hurried with her to her forest this fine evening, to pick some wild flowown room; and directly Brunehaut looked at ers." And poor Hilda ran eagerly to put on herself in the glass, then she gave a dismal her bonnet; and then down came the evil. shriek, and began to beat the ground with her minded Brunehaut, and out they sallied into the feet like anything, for rage, shame, and mortifi- forest, unseen by any one, because the sly Bacation. “But come, darling," said the Ba- roness had, under various pretences, sent the roness, with a look of revengeful exultation, servants to different villages outside the forest; “ there is one comfort in store for you, that and as for Bobby, the cunning woman had pasty white cat, Hilda, cannot exult over you, if watched him fly up into Hilda's room for his she swallowed all that gruel, she's a pretty object afternoon's nap as usual, and secretly entered by this time, I'll be bound ; so come and let's the room, thinking to wring his neck off; but have a look at her, and then get the wretched | Bobby was perched high up on the cornice, creature buried at once, out of sight, and we quite out of reach ; but she rushed to the window and closed it, and then hurried out and , “ But oh!” said Brunehaut, when safe in her shut the door before Bobby could get out; and room, “ the bear has got her, mother, and she shook her fist exultingly at him, saying, munched her all up by this time, that's one “ directly we come back, we'll soon wring your comfort." little neck, and so prevent you from telling tales, Well, then, they went up to Hilda's room, to you mischievous little creature you.”
wring poor Bobby's neck ; but Bobby had Well, so they went into the forest ever such a broken a pane of glass and was gone, to their way, till they came to a very wild, lonely place consternation; however, they dressed up a log indeed, poor Hilda chattering in her sweet inno- of wood in poor Hilda's night-clothes, and recent way all the time, and every now and then mained in the room all night; and in the mornturning aside to pick some beautiful wild flower ing they set up a scream, and told the servants to add to her bouquet, little suspecting their that poor Hilda was dead. And they wept and wickedness; but when they reached this wild wrung their hands, and pretended to be deeply spot, Brunehaut, who had not opened her mouth grieved ; and they pointed to the bed, round till now, said, “this will do, mother, the shades which the curtains were drawn, because they of evening will soon fall-let us get back. I said she had died of a fit, and was not fit cannot wait any longer.” And then the Ba- to look upon, but must be buried directly. So roness turned sharp round, and seized poor a coffin was sent for, the Baroness and Brune. Hilda, whilst Brunehaut, with a laugh like a haut laid the log in-nailed the coffin downwild cat, pulled out some stout packthread; the pastor from the village came to read the and then, whilst the large tears chased each funeral service. And dressed in deep mournother down poor Hilda's pale face, and she ing, with handkerchiefs to their eyes, the wicked prayed in vain for mercy, they bound her tight mother and daughter followed the coffin to the to a tall tree.' “ There, you hateful wretch !” grave, saw it filled up, and then returned to exclaimed Brunehaut, giving her a slap; " take their own room to have a good laugh, and that, and directly night comes, the hungry exult, “ for now, my best love," said the odious wolves will come with their sharp teeth and woman, kissing the fiendish Brunebaut, “ you munch you all up, and crunch your bones. are heiress to all these lands, and the castle." Oh, mother! how I should like to see them eat! But when the Baron arrived, which he did the the dainty white cat. But I shall have your tine very day after the mock funeral, and they told gold bands, I can tell you ; besides, if they are hiin, with treacherous sighs and tears, how poor found in the forest they will tell tales, mother- | Hilda had died so suddenly, and was buried, a creature that's going to be eaten don't want who can tell or describe his anguish and sorgold bands.” And she began to tug at them row; he beat his breast, exclaiming, “ My poor, to get them off; but they would not come, for poor, little Hilda ! and shall I see thee no more, they were of pure solid gold, most curiously with thy angel face, and golden hair! Oh! chased, and had neither beginning nor end-no woe is me! woe is me! my child-my own clasps. “I will have them,” screamed Brune- sweet, beautiful child-I shall see thee no more! haut, “ if I tear her head off.” When just at never, never more !” And then rushing to his that moment they heard a horrid growl, and own room, he locked himself in, and refused to they could see an enormons great bear making see any one, passing the night in lamentation towards them; so that with a loud, terrified and tears, like one that would not be comscream, they let go the gold bands, and rushed forted. away like two mad things, and reached home more dead than alive-panting and pale as death
(To be concluded in our next.)
THE SCEPT I C.
BY MARIA NORRIS.
Had he thus observed ? Oh yes, and every blossom Many a book was in his study, and his papers
he could christen, loosely scattered,
Telling whence it came, and what its use, and Like autumn leaves bestrewed the tables and the what its beauties were ; floor;
The singing birds he knew by ear, and quick as one The year was in its falling, and the flowers all rudely could listen shattered,
Would he give a name unto the voice that hung Lay like gems about the garden, seen from his aloft in air.
half-open door. From that door of glass the student might have The very sunlight falling on his pathway he diswatched the spring adorning
sected, Every tiniest thing about him with her own re The clouds above, the earth beneath, he analyzed viving green,
them each ; Thence he might have watched the day arise on And yonder tube his bounded powers with heaven many a summer morning,
itself connected, And seen the autumn sun go down in garments Sending up the soul's inquiries to a height that like a queen.
mocks at speech.
Let us see him in his quiet, with a pen awhile sus
III. pended, And his dark eyes, clear as crystal, echoing some
| After darkness comes the sundawn; the winter passed
and ended, harmonious thought, His brow a wall for brain, that high brow so wide
Came the gentle spring like pleasant Hope en
livening every place; extended, And a sadness on his face that deep reflection
| She our solitary student in her own good way be
friended, may have wrought.
Decking out his naked garden with green gar
ments full of grace. His mouth was very lovely, red and pouting like a maiden,
Came an orphan cousin also, who asked shelter of With a sweetness that his mother, when she kissed
his goodness, him, printed there;
While she looked about and sought a place to win An expression all of woman, with grace and good
her daily bread; ness laden,
| Young and lovely, unprotected, she had met with To temper the stern calmness of a gaze so full
slight and rudeness, and clear.
And only here in all the world could she claim to
er head. Not the least thing would he hurt that about his pathway straying,
Sorrow had not chilled her courage; by a soul of Asked indulgence by its helplessness of his supe
quenchless burning rior might;
Were her noble features animate; her voice was · Every living thing he loved, and with thoughts akin rich and sweet; to praying
Her rippling hair like sunshine fell, in many a Asked he love of every living thing that met his ringlet turning, earnest sight.
And her eyes were full of faith in the glance she
chanced to meet. II. Yet a shadow was upon him; in the radiance of the
“ We will pray, my cousin, ere in sleep we lose our
sense and being; creature His dazed eyes had lost the Father, the Former,
A whispered prayer, dear Walter, 'tis a curtain
all the night; and the King, And bending lowly, reverently, before the shrine of
And in darkness or in sorrow to what aid can we be
But unto Him who reigns above, the God of love He worshipped at the streamlet all forgetful of the spring.
and light ?”
“ Yes, Lucy, you shall pray as you prayed when we Ah, what harsh words spake his fellows, while they
were younger, vauuted love eternal;
When boy and girl together knelt we at my Meekly heard he their reproaches as he went his mother's knee." lonely way,
Rose her loving voice like music waxing clearer Striving hard to read the gospel as to reach its inner still and stronger, kernel,
As the sweet domestic worship set her thoughts And sighing as he closed the Book uncheered by
and spirits free. any ray.
Meekly followed he her prayer, 'twas so gentle and From the church upon the hill-top spake they surely so kindly; of perdition,
More and more belonged for Christian faith From the chapel in the valley came an echo of while listening to her voice; his fate,
And while he said “Good night,” looked he in her While in solitude he often prayed, “ if Christ be a face all blindly, physician,
For his eyes were full of tears welling up against May he heal my soul, O Father--it is sad and
his choice. desolate."
Thus they scorned whom they called Sceptic, and, Opened he next day the volume of his mental doubts instead of Christian kindness,
and fearings Which would gently speak, and suffer long with To the wise but gentle gaze that could not give spirit so much tried,
him pain; Showed they nought but hate and horror, and in And secure of sweet indulgence, safe from cold contheir holy blindness
tempt or jeerings, Shut their doors as on a pestilence, and bade him Felt he innocent at heart, and like a little child stand aside.
again. Yet this was not a Scorner! For the light he watched “ Art thou troubled, dearest Lucy, wilt thou shun and waited,
me like the others; Trusting one day to see clearly what his brain Oh that I held the rein to guide my will, mine had happed to miss;
own beliet, And while his spirit wandered full of wisudom though Then would I too have faith ; I who love all men belated,
as brothers, Oh, were hate and coldness discipline for a loving
Then should I not be hated like a felon, like a soul like this?