BE THOU T2UE 
As for papa—we!!, he loved self and self’s de~ 
sires above all else, and all his life had carried 
the day against opposition. Iu fact some peo¬ 
ple could remember that he had even "carried 
the day" in the matter of bis marriage,-imply 
because " he could not bear opposition,” and It 
had troubled him very little to know that, be¬ 
cause of his great wealth and greater persist¬ 
ence, he had blighted i i rival's heart forever, 
and won for himself (by the assistance of a man 
hard as hi ms* if, only more mercenary,) a bride 
who^e hcail. had lpmr since gone In another di¬ 
rection. However all this belonged to ■■ years 
long gone," and Louly knew nothing of it. 
She only knew that there was just about enough 
of “papa” in her nature to make llttlo argu¬ 
ments between the two decidedly unpleasant. 
And It was because of one of these arguments 
that the girl had left her pompous father to 
the care of their old housekeeper and joined a 
party of friends who decided to summer at— 
As we have learned, hotel life lost Its attrac¬ 
tions lor her after she had once conceived loo 
idea of boarding at the Greys 1 (a morning 
ramble had discovered the farm house ore day, 
and a glass of milk given by Mrs. Grey to the 
group of tired, thirsty ramblers 
room now and then in sweet, untrained dis¬ 
order. Out in the maple Gee, whose strong, 
full branch reached almost against the house, 
a pair of robins had built their neat, and at the 
same moment, when Mrs. Grey had linished 
reading her son's letter, old Mrs. Robin aat Idly 
brooding her young and watching Louly AVat- 
bus as she stood beside her open window with 
ao deep a frown ou her white brow as almost to 
destroy her beauty. 
W hen neighbor Jones, driving home from tho 
post-cilice, half an hour previous, had tossed 
into Mrs. Grjey'h apron the mails he hail good- 
natuiedly brought up, " as It wasn’t a mite out 
of his way, you know," there bad been a let- 
never could find a lover through her father's 
eyes—quite impossible. 
So she made up lmr mind to prolong her sea¬ 
son of rustication a» long as possible ami thus 
avoid the chance of collision with her father's 
friend and strange new hobby. She could not 
however help a few' angry tears, and all this 
lime the robin sat in her neat watching the 
i move,m ' nt 3 with bright, round eyes, and 
pitying no doubt thehurnau race which Heemed 
always In trouble ono way or another, 
Mrs. Grey, finding by the clock that Bho would 
have time for a neighborly gossip at the i ext 
hom-o before she need make her tea biscuit, 
hurried away, sun-bonnet in hand, and the glad 
letter in her pocket for a good half-hour's chat. 
Ibis was Monday, and on Tuesday 
boy would b 
Care not what others say, 
Be thou true! 
If they gossip to betray, 
Be thou true! 
Be consistent and do right. 
For the truth make a good fight j 
Do what thou dost with all thy might; 
Be thou true! Bo thou true I 
Let thy love be sincere— 
Be thou true! 
Only God hsst lhou to fear ; 
Be tbou true I 
Since our Joys must pass away 
Like the dewdrops or the spray, 
Wherefore should our sorrows stay ? 
Be thou true! Bo thou true I 
Friendship’s very hard to find. 
Be thou true! 
True lovo Is not always blind ; 
Be thou true! 
Time at last makes all things straight, 
Let us not resent—just wait— 
But not trust too much in fate. 
Be thou true 1 Be thou true I 
Like the summer’s fragrant flowers. 
Be thou true! 
Like the April's coming showers. 
Be thou true I 
Like tho mountain looking high, 
And the river rolling by— 
Like the bfie and arching sky, 
Be thou true 1 Be thou true ! 
night her 
fanning the LIQa and dales of his 
own village, safe, If God were willing, In hla 
boyhoods home. And while tho good woman 
lingered to tell the happy news, reading with a 
mother's pardonable pilde, bits of the lmy’ 0 let¬ 
ter which aetjoied to her so wise ai d learned, 
according to bis colleg« education, nud ilstcu- 
ng to neighborly praises of the writer, Louly 
had bathed her eyes, donned a dainty fresh 
muslin, and finally w*ent down to the little 
flower garden fora knot of heliotrope and gera¬ 
nium with which to finish her toilet. Very 
sweet and dainty aha locked, thought her 
friends from the hotel, when, a little later, they 
sauntered up the road, and beheld Louly land¬ 
ing beside the gate waiting to weluomo them, 
■ ioo lovely by half to bo bldtngberllghtuoder 
tho bushel of that old farm house 1" said the/ 
with one accord. But tho light of Louly' 3 
beauty oould not be hidden, after all, since she 
had never, oven in her reign as city belle, looked 
lovelier than now with the golden glory or tho 
setting sun falling upon and around hi r, and 
lighting the proud, dark fuce until no trace of 
fuit'ms storm lingered to m»r Its perfect, beauty. 
The usual gosslppy obat followed. **Lots cf 
fun upat the hotell” said one, and LOULY was 
treated to a full account of last evening’s hen 
(to which she had declined an Invitation), and 
also of numerous flirtations, which “of course 
would never amount to anything, yru know, 
but were such fun!” “And oh! we must not 
forget to tell you that a perfectly splendid fel¬ 
low came yesterday, ffo was Introduced by ono 
of the boarders who bad casual acquaintance 
with him, and 0! Louly! such u polished, 
handsome man! You ought to llltVrt hPP n 
^Wwaa the addi¬ 
tional inducement to call again, until frequent 
calls resulted In the “odd notion" so condemn¬ 
ed by Loclt’s set.) And how the girl loved tier 
quiet little room! Her admiration was so sin¬ 
cere as to amaze those who knew of her ele¬ 
gant city home. There, rare piotures graced her 
chamber walls, curtain* of coatly material were 
draped from polished plate glass windows, and 
Louly daily beheld her handsome face and 
figure reflected tn mirrors which reached from 
floor to ceiling. Here, the only pioture afforded 
was that which, sitting at her low, vine-cur¬ 
tained window, the girl admired each day with 
her whole heart, the broad, free landscape 
which no gilded frame could bind or limit. 
Only the grand old mountains, down whose 
woody sides cloud-shadow’s and sunshine 
chased themselves throughout the glad, bright, 
days, and the soft, tender ml3ts of morning and 
evening, rose and fell like white wings of peace. 
And green, fair meadows, fertile fields, rich 
with the wavy groin ; woods and winding, shady 
drives; and long-stretchi rig, dusty roads, grow¬ 
ing narrow in the fur distance, and turning 
hither and thither like the singing lltcie brooks 
which ran beside and even audaciously crossed 
those roads. Only the fair, sweet, nintura u,hi,.i. 
LOULY’S THANKSGIVING 
TOMATO STEW, A STEW ALL ROUND, AND A 
STEW THAT WAS WELL OIBESTED. 
BY MARY D. BRINE, 
" And you’ll be sure to have a dish of my fa- 
votite tomato stew, dear mother, pleaso, with 
all the other good things of home manufac¬ 
ture ?” 
Mrs. Grey finished her letter with a tremu¬ 
lous “ God bless the boy” on her lips, and a 
smile of motherly pride in aud for its writer, as 
sho wiped the dimness from her spectacles and 
glanced at the loud ticking of the clock on the 
mantel. How glad she would be to see him 
again, this hoy who had been absent a year ' 
Not even “ father,” who had somehow managed 
to glvo his son an education he himself had 
lackod In ear,y days, could gue*s the depth of 
motherly yearning which bad laid bid¬ 
den away, but gaining each day new 
strength in the quiet heart of tho old 
wire beside him who missed the boy’s 
caresses as tho old farmer had not had 
time to miss them. 
Mrs. Grey had never known a daugh¬ 
ter’s Jove. Harry was their only child, 
and a truer-hearted, nobler fellow nev. 
er lived. After ho had left tho old 
homestead for tho completion of his 
college term this lost time the house 
had grown more than ever quiet, and 
when, at the beginning of the present 
summer, Louly Waters took it Into 
her head to board there, no wonder tho 
piea.iant-faced, lonely-hearted woman M 
could not flod It lu her heart to refuse _- 
to receive her. And so It happened " 
that Louly, much to the disgust of her 
fashionable friends, left them to sum¬ 
mer it out at the hotel arid took up her 
abode with tbe Greys. The old farmer 
and wife knew nothing about their (. ' 
new boarder except that ebe was, to 
use the farmer’s words, “ as pretty as a v 
pink, aud not a bit Bot up, considerin’ 
she was a regTsr-boru city gal." He 
only hoped privatoly to bis good wife 
that he wouldn’t be obliged to wear 
bis coat all tbe time, but to Louly he 
said quite Independently, “ Wall, we 
ain t used to taklri’ boarders and slch, 
but if you’ll take us as we be, I reckon 
we can manage to git along a spell, till 
you’re to ed of plain folks." And Lou- -^ 
ly, caking in with oue quick glance HZTV 
the neatness, coolness and quiet beauty ~=| (j 
of the plaoe, was only too glad to take _! 
things as they were, giving up, for the -!®s 
time at least, all claim to the noise and — — 
fashionable bustle of the one hotel In 
the village. __ 
" One of Louly’s odd notions !’* said 
her stylish friends to each other, amaz- 
ed at the willful heroine's choice. "It 
would be every bit like that queer girl ^ 
If we should And her actually milking — _3 
cows some morning !’• And then there 
was a laugh at the very idea of Louxy’s 
soft IIMIb Jeweled hands being engaged ^ ^=2 
In such a very plebeian employment, 
“ What would her parents say ?” ques- / T~ 
tloned another: but Louly had ** 
thought of everytbing.and still adhered 
to her “odd notion” with a tenacity 
worthy her odd father's daughter. As 
for mamma, Louly knew she would / 
care for notbingaave that which would / /// 
make her child roost conteuted, so she / // '/. 
wa3 quite safe from anger In that /'/// 
quarter. Besides, that lady was by this ' / 
time in Europe with a party of friends 
and long before her return Louly’b 
summer would have ended, of course I 
