THE STORY OF PAULINE. . AL

“Why, what would she do coming to a
place like this, or speaking to a child like,
you? I tell you, child, the world is ill |
divided.”

Marie sighed. “Poor young lady,” she
said softly, “‘ poor young lady.”

“Why do you say that?” demanded
her father. ne

“Because she has no mother!” said
Marie; and throwing her arms passion.
ately round her mother’s neck, she cried,
“T would not give you, mother dear, for
thousands of gold and silver !”

-Her mother held her in a fond em-
brace, and whispered very softly, “A
little while, my child, and then we shall
understand it all.”

And even the dark and sullen man,
who was looking on them, that moment
caught a passing glimpse of the mighty
law of compensation which so equalizes
life on earth.