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156 THE UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE. has reddened my cheeks, uncared for and unknown." The same sun by day, the same moon by night, stars watching above," sang the Nightingale, as before. Clouds drift and pass, the blue heaven lies ever behind. Love wide as the world, hopes common to all, joys shared together, one home at last, ours, ever ours." But still it was only the end of his song. And just then the moon broke out, and looked down upon the garden; and stars peeped at it too. And the foreigners whispered for once in concert. "The singer is right; here is the moon he talked of. There is but one garden then, after all. We are but moved to another corner. We are not so far from home all the time. These are friends around us, of course ;" saying which they took courage, and settled down peapefully in their beds, prepared to work out the ends of their being in comfort. And so the French Beans and Marrows put in their word, for like the others they heard the voice as if from their native land; and the Marrow crept an inch or two further over the hotbed, say-