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THE GIRLS’
COMPANION.
Ocroser 26, 1907.
to the lonely little woman and she was as
sensitive for her as only her tender heart
could be.
Miss Deane’s face was -beaming with a
happy light as she showed Fern the invita-
tion, ‘Do you know,” she said, “it seems
like I never had any of the good times girls
have now, when I was young, and some
way I have always kind of envied young
folks all my life.”
The girls greeted Miss Deane with great
cordiality. Pearl had appealed partly to
their sense of humor and partly to their
natural kind-heartedness, so it had seemed
to them a kindly joke to make Miss Deane
one of “the girls” for that evening.
But it- was with them as it had been
with Fern earlier in the day; the happiness
in the patient, wistful face went straight
to their kind hearts and took away all de-
sire to smile at the old-fashioned dress and
manners. With one accord they determined
that the little woman should have the best
time that they could give her. They made
her one of themselves, and with rare tact
included her in all the merry conversation ;
even though she said very little her quick
interest and keen enjoyment made her more
of an inspiration than many a good conver-
sationalist would have been,
As for Miss Deane herself, her happiness
was greater than the girls could guess. A
merry social hour together over ice-cream
and cake seemed such a little thing to
them; but to her it stood for the glad girl-
hood that she had never known, and the
satisfying of the heart-hunger for friends
that had been a part of all her dull life.
When they went to the concert Miss
Deane was the center of the group. Many
turned that evening to look with a smile
at the old-fashioned little woman sur-
rounded by the group of daintily dressed
girls who seemed so attentive to her. But
the smiles were all tender smiles, for there
was something in the wistful face illumined
by happiness that appealed to everyone.
During the singing she scarcely seemed to
breathe; her soul was in her face as she
listened.
When the last note of song had died
away she still sat as if under a spell until
roused by the general movement of the
audience, and the hum of conversation.
She drew a long breath. “I'd like to tell
her it was beautiful,” she said softly, “ but
I don’t know as she would care when it’s
just me ; there will be so many others to
tell her.”
“Oh, yes, she would; I’m sure she
would,” Pearl assured her. “We will go
up with you. There is a big crowd around
her, but if-we wait long enough we will
get a ,chance to speak to her. Come on,
girls!
To the girls’ surprise as soon as they
reached the front of the hall the singer left
the crowd who were congratulating her,
and came to meet them with outstretched
hand.
“Tt was beautiful!” Miss Deane said,
smiling timidly up into the sweet face.
If it was, more than half the credit be-
Jongs to you,”’ the singer said, smiling back ;
“for your face was an inspiration to me,
Didn’ t you see that I was singing right to
ju?)
“Me!” It was all Miss Deane’s surprise
left her capable of saying.
When she parted from Fern that night,
she took the girl’s slim, white hand between
both her thin — ones. “ Good-night,
deary,” she said, “you. and your friends
have. given. me the most beautiful time [
have ever had. It don’t seen to me I’ll ever
be ionesome any more, for I’ll always have
this evening to remember. I’ve had a beau-
tiful time,” she Tepeated.
“So have I, too,” Fern said, “I don’t
believe we girls ever had so good a time be-
fore.”
——
A GIFT WITH A WORM AT ITS HEART. |
BY BELLE KELLOGG TOWNE. .
As she leaned from the car-window,
. glory of a western sun, the light wind lifting
gently the fluffy hair framing her face, a look
of pleasure parted her lips as she reached to
take the basket of tropical fruit a young man
upon the platform was holding out to her.
More than one in that crowded car watched
with interest the happiness mirrored so
plainiy- upon the young face of the girl, but
only those seated nearest saw how quickly
i She stooped, scanned closely
the gauze covering, gave a
at
it was dimmed.
rray under
half-startled look the outside, then
dropped her eyes until the long lashes lay
upon the cheeks, as a flush rose up to dye
them rosy red. .A moment, and then the blue
eyes met the young man’s face fearlessly and
the head went back with a proud gesture.
“Did you do that to test me, Ernest?’ she
asked, a tremble, the very slightest, threading
her voice.
“Don’t be a prude, Marion,” was the young
man’s reply.
“And is it that, to take veiled what you
know I would not take unveiled?”
“Tt the only basket. worth taking
upon the stall,” said the youth, a trifle hotly.
“Then I will have none,” said the maiden,
with the air of a queen. ‘“ You shall not say
I took a gift showing a worm like that curled
at its heart.”
By MARY
The Tower of St. Jacques
One of the most conspicuous landmarks in
the busy heart of Paris is the lofty and
beautiful tower which is shown in the accom-
panying picture.
This tower, which rises with a kind of
sovereign dignity above all the surrounding
buildings, was built about four hundred years
ago, and was part of a church which formerly
stood here, called the Church of St. Jacques
de la Boucherie, or St. James of the Sham-
bles. The name referred to the market
which once occupied the site. In 1789 the
church was sold and torn down, but its hand-
some tower was left standing. After a time
and for a number of years it was used as a
shot factory. But in’ 1836 it was purchased
by the city, and more or less repaired and
restored.
It is a fine square Gothic structure, one
hundred and seventy-five feet high, sur-
mounted by a parapet, a turret, and several
groups of statuary. The pretty little plot
of ground surrounding it, called the Square of
St. Jacques, is embellished by several choice
bronze sculptures by distinguished French
artists, and is one of
the pleasant breath-
the crowded portions
of Paris for the bene-
fit and enjoyment of
the populace.
Because f its
height and central lo-
cation, the summit of
this tower commands
one of the finest views
in Paris, | including
the splendid city, the
windings of the Seine,
the
lovely surrounding
country. For the sake
of this outlook, many
visitors are attracted
the Tower of
St. Jacques has an-
other interesting asso-
elation, It as on
its top that the phi-
losopher Pascal, in
the seventeenth cen-
tury, carried on his*
celebrated and = im-
portant experiments
in atmospheric press-
ure and the weight of
air. Pascal's service to science and mankind
is fittingly acknowledged by a statue in the
hall on the ground floor of the tower, which
thus serves two uplifting purposes—that of
keeping an example of the noblest architec-
ture perpetually before the eyes of the people
of Paris, and of honoring the memory of a
great man.
A Great Library. °
The most extensive collection of books and
manuscripts in the world is that of the
French National. Library in Yaris. This
library occupies a whole block of buildings in
the city. It consists of four departments,
the first being devoted to books and maps, the
second to manuscripts, the third to engrav-
ings, and the fourth to medals and antiques.
The first department alone contains 3,000-
000 volumes, and its shelves, if placed in line,
end to end, would extend a distance of thirty-
seven miles.
To most of the sections of the library visit-
ors are freely admitt
The great Hall of Study is not open to sight-
seers, but at one end are fine large glass
windows, tlrough which everything in the
room may be as plainly seen as if on the fn-
In its great exhibition rooms are mag-
nificent collections of rare and costly works.
Many of these are choicest specimens of an-
OUR TRAVEL CLASS
a
ane
TOWER OF ST. JACQUES.
ed on nearly every day. |
A dull red surged in an angry tide over the
young man’s face, but as it receded his better
self seemed to gain the ascendancy, for he
took the extended basket, steadied it upon the
window ledge, tore aside the gauze, and tak-
ing from among the golden bananas a tin-
foiled wine bottle no longer than a_hand-
breadth, dashed it to the curbing; and. then,
touching his hat, handed the basket back, and
simultaneously with the train, moved away.
Watching the girl straining to catch the
last glimpse of the retreating form, while
tears wet her face, we. thought, Oh, for a
thousand girls to be thus brave !—girls who
dare to say proudly to the young men look-
ing too lightly upon the impress Jeft by the
tempter's hand: “J take no gift that shows
a worm curied at its heart.”
S. DANIELS
cient workmanship, made on finest parchment,
richly and exquisitely illuminated by hand,
and in sumptuous bindings of gold, silver and
ivory, encrusted with gems and _ precious
stones. Besides these are cases of rare coins
from all parts of the world, medals, intaglios,
and vases. The buildings are also splendid
with beautiful tapestries and frescoes. A
visit to it, indeed, is like one to a great mu-
seum and art gallery.
The second largest library in the world is
that of the British Museum in London, The
third is in the city of Munich.
The. Use of Margins.
Perhaps the commonest mistake of travelers
is that of going too fast, trying to crowd
too much into a single trip or a limited
time.
It only natural that on a first trip
abroad, especially if we fear it may be our
only one, we should wish to visit the most
famous places and as many of them as we
ean. London, Paris, Rome, Venice, Florence,
Vienna—what magic in the name of each!
Yet — though we
could devote our
whole time to any
one of them, with-
out beginning to ex-
baust its interest—
when our eyes fall
proposed
itinerary which in-
cludes all these and
many - more a
single vacation tour,
are strangely
tempted to adopt it
and rush over the
ground in a mad and
greedy haste. - But,
girls, let us keep in
mind that it is the
best we want to
r our
, and that this
way to
And so, in plan-
ning any trip, put
into it only so much
as you can expect to
do a reasonable de-
gree of justice to.
Give yourselves time
to receive real and
distinct impressions
of the places you
most wish to see. _ Remember that haste
makes waste, and that there is far more
genuine pleasure and -lasting benefit in a
faivly intimate acquaintance with a few
places, than in the mere recollection of hay-
ing hurried through many—just as you
gain more uplift from a loving study of one
or two beautiful pictures than from a hasty
glance through a whole gallery. Of -many
things, it is true, a brief glimpse is all we
can hope for and is well worth while. Only
don't be satisfied to let all your impressions
be of this kind.
Especially be sure to allow some margins—
days of relaxation from the strain of follow-
ing a hard-and-fast program, times of
freedom to choose where you. will go, what
you will do or see. uu may take them for
a last quiet visit to some inspiring cathedral,
a farewell look at a favorite picture, one
more leisurely ramble in some you
have learned to love, or for little independent
excursions to out-of-the-way places where
something unexpectedly delicious is sure to
be awaiting you. However you use them,
these times will prove to be among the most
valuable you have had, when it comes to the
final summing up.
——s—
Keep in the sunlight; nothing beautiful or
sweet grows or ripens in the darkness.
THE WONDERFUL WORLD.
Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful. world,
With the wonderful water around you -
curled—
With the wonderful grass upon your breast,
World, you are beautifully. dressed !
The wonderful air is over me,
The wonderful wind is shaking the t
It walks on the water and turns the mills,
And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
Say, friendly earth, how far do you g os
th your wheat fields that nod. ‘and rivers ~
that
With rivers and cities and cliffs and isles
And people upon you for thousands of miles.
Ah! you are so great and I am so small,
I tremble to think of you, world, at all,
And yet, when I talked to God to- ae
A whisper inside of me seemed “to
“You are more than the earth, though you
are such a
You can love and’ think, but the earth can-
not.” —The Searchlight.
—_—_—
IF SHE BE THE RIGHT KIND OF A GIRL,
In a wonderfully suggestive article on
“The Outlook for College Women,” Dr.
David Starr Jordan, President of Leland
Stanford University, says in Harper’s Bazar: |
The outlook for the college woman is, in
the first place, identical with the outlook for
other women of culture or intelligence. The
girl of parts loses nothing by going to col-
lege. All she had she holds, and may gain
with it much more. College life is not an
unsexing process, neither is it a course of
professional training. It place
woman on any high pinnacle of specialized ~
success. Still less can it take from her any- -: .
thing of value which was hers by right of ~
birth. .
The college woman spends four years in
serious work along lines of effort more or
less to her liking, and more or less approved .
by generations of experience. She has in this- =~
time the environment most favorable for. ~
physical, mental and moral growth. She is*
under the direction of wise teachers, some of .".”
them at least. the most helpful and inspiring «
persons she will ever know. She the
association of some of the brightest, most ...:-
devoted, and most successful young women
she will ever meet. If her college lies to the
westward of the Ifudson and the Schuylkill,
she will number also among her acquaint- ,
ances many forceful, capable, and successful «
will be an incitement to her. If she be the
right kind of a girl to begin with, she will’. .%)
gain by this in all womanly ways. She will.
have a broader horizon all her life.
ever she may go, her interests will n
bounded by the range of neighborhood gossip ~
nor the interests of the parish.
have a clearer sense of right and wrong,
true and false, of sane and foolish.
Instead of being carried out of the true ~
sphere of womauhood by her years of college:
training, Dr. Jordan insists that the college
woman is better fitted for wifehood and
motherhood than other women, because she
knows more than they do, and has a clearer --
eye and sounder conscience. a
The college is not the only means of secur- ~)
ing education. But training and culture must
be gained in some way, man is to
reach her best possibilities. I know that the
idea is prevalent that the educated woman is <
spoiled for humbler duties; that she will play
the piano in. the parlor while her mother
cooks in the kitchen.
As to this, I can only say it is not the fact. ~
The training of the American college of to-
day.makes for calmness and firmness. The
college woman is as vigorous in health, as.
firm in step, as clear in brain, as ready for-. °
real service, as devoted, loyal, and loving
when she leaves the college as when she en-
ters it. She is ready for her part in life, ..
and she has some clear and critical sense of . °
the relative value of different men and ac-°
tions. There is no way known, and none has
ever been found, which could prepare her bet- -
ter, or which could make her more ready for .
her great duties in life.
——
UNHEEDED WARNINGS, .
The storm was over, and the waves were “
s blue as the blue sky arching over them.
But at the foot of the light-house lay a num-- *
ber of dead birds, The lIight-house should .
have been a warning. It had been built for.
no other purpose, And yet it had led them | ~
to their death.
A brilliant lawyer with a ares family of!
use
children became addicted of
liquor. Tle lost his practices. Tost ee health, :
and became a pitiable creature, dead
everything but the craving of his insatiable
appetite. Yet his two sons fell into intem-"~ .
perate habits, and one of his daughters mar- +
vied a man who drank. The father's life’ =!
should have been a warning, but they failed. ©:
to heed it, and disaster followed.
Remember that a bad example should. be a.
warning. It should show you the places to.
avoid. If, instead, it influences you to do= -
evil, you are Jetting it lure you, to disaster,
