The Brussels Post, 1908-9-17, Page 3OT at all was Pojub prospering.
And Pajub railed at the evil fate
Which prevented hint from having
good crepe and from growing Oen.
Surely there must 130 some wleked spirit
pursuing him.
IIe therefuro-sought the hermit priest
who dwelt nearby, and to this sage did
ho unfold the tale of woe. A moment
the sage reflected, and then made re -
"Seek yo the place where the doves
rest; there shalt thou 1111 the cause of
all that is unfortunate In thy life."
Deeply Pondering, Pajub went upon
his way. "Wherever the doves rest!"
repeated he. "Doves rest In countless
number pf places .throughout India;
how am 110 know wham I find the right
spots"
'Ganga! Ganga!' atone for the eine
committed during three provioue
lives,"
Then, as he again looped into the
water, w1111at praying to Ganga to
rid hint of his burden, It seemed that
his reflection there had a new rnean-
1ng, It seemed that MO 'Maga spoke,
and these wore the words the mouth
framed:
'No evil spirit pursues theeother
than thyself. Thou hast been idle,
shiftless, worthless, This alone has
been the cause of thy 111 fortune. Be
industrious at thy work as thou hast
been in thy prayers and all will go
well with thee."
Pajub started back, aghast, Could
tills, indeed, be true? It must be; for
the god had spoken. Slowly he re-
PASUB GAZED UPON THE SACRED WATERS
For many weary days Pajub wandered,
seeking a solution to this problem. He
bathed In the sacred waters of the
Ganges; he made pilgrimages to the
sacred cities of Gangotrl, Hardwar, Al-
lababad, Benares and Sager Island; and
he attended the kumbh, that notable
gathering of those devoted to right liv-
ing, held every twelve years. "Here,".
thought he, "I should findthe truth I
seep." But he'found it not,
RESTING DOVES
At last his travels brought him to
TJlwar, which lay thirty leagues to the
south of Delhi. He toiled up the steep
hill whereon the city was built, until
he reached the fortress on its very sum-
mit. After an inspection of the mag-
nificent palace of the maharajah, he
made his way to the sacred tank of U1 -
war, where was stored holy water, taken
from the Ganges.
Pajub'a heart beat quicker Mienhis
arrival at the sacrad tank. For there(
covering the roof of a little pavilion
overlooking the sacred water, was a
flock of doves. But so bad he been in-
spired with hope on many similar oc-
caalons;' and always had he been dis-
appointed. Itastening' hissteps, holy -
ever, hesoon gained the pavilion. Here
he made adoration to the great god.
TSE SECRET REVEALED
Gazing Into the holywater, he
thought 01 the legend In the Sacred
Book of Bamayana. Ile thought of
the story, tole] him while yet a child,
Of how Bhagirathi, after 10,000 years
of pleading from his father and
grandfather, besought Vishnu to cre-
ate the Himalayas. Ganga Was the
daughter et the Himalayas, and with
her waters could- the dust of Bhagi-
rathl'e ancestors be 'baptized, In order
that they might ascend to happiness
In the company of the gods. There
was much virtue in the Ganges, or
Gauge, an a which had its source In a
mountainous :ice cavern, 8a1d to be
the inatted hair of Siva. Ancl asthe
water before him was of the Ganges,
Pajub muttered the words taught ]tiro
long ago!
"This sacred stream, heard of, de-
sired, seen, touched, bathed 1n,. or
,hymned day by .day, sanctifies all. be-
ings; and thorn. Who, aeon 0.0 a 11S -
tense of a hundred leaguea, exclaim;
tracedhie steps to the bank, resolv-
ing to plan for himself a better course
of living. Turning, for an Instant,
to watch the doves, he murmured:
"The sage epake truly. My secret
did I learn where the doves rested—
and what a simple secret it was!"
Saved by a Spider
ON the ceiling of one of the rooms
1n Sans Souci, the world-re-
nowned palace of Frederick. the
Great, 1s painted a great spider with its
web. The origin of this strange decora-
tion Is as follows:
This apartment was the great king's
breakfast room, and adjoined his bed-
chamber. Every morning wber his
majesty entered the room he was ac-
customed to find' a cup of chocolate,
but on one occasion just as he was
about to drink, he bethought himself of
something he had forgotten, and re•
turned to his bedroom.
When he again entered the breakfast
room his majesty discovered that a
greatspider 1101 dropped from the ceil-
ing into the cup, and he naturally cried
out for fresh chocolate to be prepared.
The next instant tholdng was startled
by the report of a pistol. No sooner
1101 the cook received the order than
he blew out his brains. Not because
the king had refused the chocolate did
he do this, but because be had poisoned
the cup and had thought himself dis-
covered.
It was in remembrance of this narrow
escape that hie majesty ordered the.
spider with its web to be painted on the
ceiling.
A Willing Martyr
y OHNNY'S mother one morning MS -
covered a Shortage In her supply
of pies, balled the day before, and
her suspicions fellupon Johnny.
"Johnny," she said, "do you know
what became of that cherry pie that
Was on the second shelf in the pantry?'
"Yes," he replied,_ "I ate It. But I had
to."
"You had tol" exolalmee his astonish-
ed mother. "What 10 you mean, cillo?"
"Tho teacher asked yesterdity if ally
of us could. tell her ?how many stones
there aro la a cherry pie, end I couldn't
1101 out withouteating the whole pie,
could X? There's just 012."
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ONE came upon the village Of Trou-
vall only after ascending and de-
scending numberless hills. Trou-
vall itself lay 1n a hollow, flanked on
both sides by mounts. There was noth-
ing .extraorcllnary In its appearance.
Its streets seemingly had lost all idea
of direction, for they wandered hither
and thither 1n an aimless fashion, And,
although the houses were built in the
self -same style—squat and compact,
With red brick walls and overhanging
eaves—some of them, out of sheer ob-
stinacy, turned their backs upon the
street and presented to it their rear en-
trance Instead of the fr0ntdoor.
Indeed, there wasnothing to redeem
Trouvall from the commonplace save.
Its wonderful lake. So close to Its crys-
talline waters did many of the houses
lay that their outlines were reflected
upon its surface—clear and distinct, as
though in a. mirror, Yet true as was
this reflection, when a human being
stood upon its bank the result was dif-
ferent The body of the person was al-
ways mirrored with the utmost fldellty,
but insteadof the face there appeared
distorted and horribly ugly features.
This lake, with its strange peculiarity,
might have brought fame to the little
town of Trouvall had the village not
been situated far out of the beaten path
of travel.
ARRIVAL OF THE PRINCE
By the merest chance It was that
Prince Azle' happened that way. Not
long before this time his father, the
king, had announced his intention of
abdicating the throne In favor of the
-prince. But before he gave up his
power he resolved to choo8e a wife for
the prince, In order that an heir to the
throne mightbo assured. The prince
himself was too deeply Interested in his
studies to think of marrying, nor did he
care a jot about being king. To escape
being reproached for his neglect, he de-
cided to travel a little while in out-of-
the-way places, with but a few attend-
ants. Thus he came upon Trouvall.
"'T1s more than passing strange!"
murmured Prince Aziel, as he stood
upon the bank of the lake, scarcely re-
,pressing a shudder at the forbidding
Imago reflected where his face should
have been. Beside him were grouped
his retainers, and a' little way beyond
stood a crowd of gaping townsfolk.
But the prince caw none of them, so
busy was ho thinking of this weird mys-
tery.
"Who is there to explain this strange
thing?" he demanded loudly,
No one answered. The villagers had
become so used to the possession of
their lake that they had long ceased to
regard it as wonderful, and with their
ancestors haddied the secret of its mir-
rorings.
At last one old man epake In a quaver-
ing. voice, "Perchance Father Valllord
may know. He is a Very wide old man
who dwells in a but upon the mountain-
side, and lie is ovenolder than we—
yes, much older."
"Bring him to me!" impatiently com-
I�
11.
'SO BUSY WAS HE THINNING
mended the prince,
When the sage stood before the prince
he replied to 111s majesty's question in
this wise: -
"About the lake I myself know noth-
ing; but among my forefathers there
was a legend which declared that a
powerful genie created the lake. An ally
of the Evil Ono was ha. For his amme-
ment he 11181 this depression in the Mlle
with the tears shed by those in agony,
so that the lake might always stand
as an enduring symbol of pain. And
so long as the lake remains will the
souls of these sorrowful ones continue
to haunt its waters. When one stands
beskle Its banks the tortured spirits
rise to the surface and hide the features
of the person, according to the legend."
Here was an opportunity for the prince
OF THIS WEIRD MYSTERY."
the house nearest the lake, whore he
resolved to stay until he had solved the
mystery.
One day, as be reclined upon the mossy
bank, sweet strains of music came
faintly to his. ears. From the lake n-
oel( the sound came, as though a spirit
band of musicians were concealed in its
watery depths. While the prince listen-
ed, fascinated, there slOW1y'hpP00red not
far from shore the formof a beautiful
nymph. She rose gracefully from the
water and floated through the air
toward where the prince rested.
Immediately the prince beheld the
nymph. love entered the heart of him
Who never before had loved, And Azhet
sprang to his feet, cryingt
"011, beauteous spirit! Thee I shall
wed. or none!"
"ROSE GRACEFULLY
to apply the' great knowledge be had
gabled. through arduous study. He Pis-
rnissed his courtiers, bidding them find
lodgings in the town, He made known
to them his intention of dwelling 10
FROM THE WATER"
"Too great a .price Irma one pay for
my love, good prince," sweetly said
the nymph, as she gazed with pitying
eyes upon the young man. "I was ap-
pointed ages ago by a good genie to aid
Legend of a Faithful
Hound
RINCE IyLEWELLYN once Went
Pout hunting, leaving his infant
child In charge of Gelert. He
Wits horrified to see upon his return an
empty cradle and the floor bespattered
With blood. Gelert sat on his haunches,
looking, joyously into his master's face,
but the impetuous prince read the evi-
dence wrongly, and stew the hound on
the spot. In the next room he pres-
ently saw the child, alive and well, and
in a dark corner a dead wolf. Over-
comewith grief at Ills mistake, the sav-
age warrior mourned' the loss of his
only friend, and buried the dog near by
with alt honor. To this day the phaco
Is .called "Beddgelert"—Cho Grave of
Getert—now a pleasant little village In
North Wales,
To Imitate the Song of
the Nightingale
TT AKE a pear -tree leaf an Inch long
and half an inch thick. With the
thumb -nail dig a semi -circular
piece out of the middle, so as to leave
only the white inside extremely thin,
Covered on the uncut side by the outer
skin. This opening should be in the
shape of a half threepenny piece; 10 you
have not cut 1t clean out you will only
Ise able to, draw out the croaking of a
raven. Double up the loaf and apply it
to the palate, -the bared part of the
swell at the back of and above the roof
Of the tongue, not toward the hollow,
and try to pronounce the following syl-
ables, to Imitate the nightingale: Eu-oo,
eu-oo, eu-oo, eu, eu, au, eu, tshee,
tshoo, tshee, tehoo, tshee, roe, roe, cu,
eu, eu, roo, shoe.
OijASIC me why I like to go
< < To school day after day;
you, if
I'll tellyou wish to .
know,"
Said Johnny's sister, May.
"It's all' because I want to do
My best to please mama,
And 1110o try my hardest to
Make glad my dear papa,'
I so delight to take my place
Among the girls in Masai
I'd simply hate to miss one face
Or lose a single lass:
"I always have a .splendid chum .
For company; you see.
At home it would be most humdrum,"
001111'0 sister, Kate, told me.
"Such interesting things you learn',"
Replied John's slider, Prue;
'And I ani striving now to earn
Bright fame and glory, too.
"If posslble, I'd like to be
As wise as father, ,and
I, therefore must -work busily
So I can 'understands "
Of Johnny, then I made request
For him to toll the reason—
Since he did not appear depressed—
Why be should like this season,
"I like school 'cause it always leads
To bully, fine vacation;
The faster," said he, "school term
speeds,
The greater my elatlon!"
In the liberation of these souls from
pain. To secure their release I must
wed a mortal; but no moaner do I re-
ceive his promise than he must perish.
Knowing this, do you renew your re-
quest?'
"'Yes, I do Insist!" cried the prince,
extending his 'arms towardthe nymph.
With arms clasped about each other
out above the lake they floated. An
instant, and Prince and nymph had dis-
appeared below the waves. Nor was
there ever found a trace of Allcl.
For a few days Trouvall woke frorn.
its sleepy indifference, as courtiers
dashed here and there In unavailing
search... But soon it lapsed into its
state of former quiet.. And few even
noticed that no more didthere appear
In the lake the distorted image of any
person wbo stood and looked into it.
Contest in Grimaces
AT Champigny, an exceedingly pretty
place on the Marne, French chit-
dren. a few seasons ago took part
in a grimacing competition. The prizes,
of course, went to those who succeeded
In pulling the most horrible fates, the
contest taking place during a whole aft-
ernoon.
The boys and girls were onlytoo ready
to engage In this exhibition, and for
hours could be seen, tongues lolling out
or crammed Into a small cheek; a rose-
bud of a mouth, screwed up, gaping or
twisted as ludicrously as its tiny owner
knew how; dainty little noses drawn up
or pulled down out of all shaPe, and
eyes squinting in a desperate effort to
look round the corner.
Onlookers began to wonder whether
the juvenile competitors wouldever stop
grimacing, while others, who ought re-
ally to have known better, assisted the
boys and girls in distorting their Mat-
ures. One venerable, white -hatred old
MEM showed himself quite skilful at
this. He must have been a professional
contortionist, or, at any rate, was well
suited to the. calling. He wouldmake a
face, and, to the hest of their ability,
the children copied it.
Turtles as Race Horses
yCU doubtless know of zoos where
girls and boys are permitted to
ride, for a small fee, on some of
the animals confined there. But, al-
though camels and elephants are so em-
ployed, tortoises aro rarely used for this
purpose. Indeed, the only zoo where
children may ride on the backs Of tur-
tles is iiagenback's famous zoo in Ham-
burg, Germany.
These tortoises are immense fellows,
weighing several hundred pounds. They
have been taken captive on islands of
the Pacific, where they ha,e no enemies
among the animals.
Most turtles are very timid, and draw
in their heads upon the approach of hu-
man begins. These, however, have
grown quite used to the presence of.
girls and boys.
When the young rider mdbntsa turtle
he holds before the animal a et
lettuce attached to a rod, And the tor -
toles runs and runs after this lettuce.
Of course,. he never gets it, but he
doesn't know a trick 1s being 'played
upon Min. SOlnetlmes girls and boys run
races upon the tortoises. This is great
sport.
A Distorted Figure
WRITE or draw onthin white
cardboard any letters or design
you fancy, prick the outline alt
round, hold it at an jangle to another
pieceof white cardboard or paper,
Placed horizontally, aid let a light
shine through the pricked outline, which
will give distorted forms. This done,
putaside the ilght and .the perforated
cardboard, andby placing your eye
where the light had been, you will see
the seconddrawing take a regular
form.
The Mouse's Treasure
J3THE window of an old house ln.
JF.{, the Rue de la Rochette sat
Madame Laury, repairing a frog -
meat of delicate venetian lace. Nearby,
her little grandson, Cabrtel, a lad about
11 years old, Coaxed from his violin
etratns of music a8 fine and fragile as
the flims, gossamer -like .threads in
rnadame"s hands.
"Toluene-sele tbo day for your Class In
the conservatory, is it not?" asked
Madame.
"Yee, grandma," replied Gabriel.
Then I shall leave you to your prase
t1ce," said medium, "while.I carry back
my Completed work"
No sooner had his grandmother depart.
0d than Gabriel railed softly:
"Grisette! Grlsettot" -
Immediately a little grey muzzle poked
Itself from a hole 1n the-eor11er of the
room. And as the lad-0Olnmen0ed to
play a soothing alr 111e sharp nose
protruded still further, until there
came into view a- mouse with silky
moustaehioc, a fine, soft coat of gray
and eyes Illeeblack pearls, -which follow-
ed Intently the course of the bow..
The boy nodded 1n a friendly. Way to
IIE PLAYED TO GRISETTE
the mouse and then continued the musle
which so delighted his tiny audience.
Presently there was heard the sound
Of footsteps. Grisette vanished as the
door openedand madame entered.
Observing the anxious frown upon his
grandmother's brow, Gabriel asked: '
"\Vhat is it that worries you, grand-
ma?"
My poor child, I do not wish to bur-
den you with trouble," gently answered
madame.
I pray you, do not hide any secrets
from me, grandma," Gabriel beseeched.
"1 may as well tell you," replied the
grandmother with a sigh, "that they
have complained about my work for the
first time. You know my eyes are grow -
Ing feeble, and I elmnolonger do such
fine sewing as well as I should."
The lad ran to her and threw his arms
around her, crying:
"You must not sew any more.
grandma! I shall go out, and I am
sure I can earn enough for us both!"
BAGS. 01' MONEY
"No, my boy; I promised your
mottles- I would have you finish your
course at the conservatory. You al-
ready shote mach talent, nor would
T have yew -career ruined," respond-
ed madame.
At this momentshe caught Sight
of the mouse, which- had Come from
its hole,
"A mouse! a mouse!" she cried, sehz-
ing a brush and quickly pursuing
the daring little animal.
7t 15 gentle. It will not harm
yotl, grandma," protested Gabriel.
But madame did not heed his words.
She ran to the hole into which the
mouse !bad disappeared and pulled
away a loose board in the wainscot-
ing. What she saw below 'seamed to
interest her; for without hesltation
she readied down and drew forth two
heavy bags covered with dust.
Untying the cords which bound them
she emptied upon the table a stream
ofcoins—gold
&ns— o ldn llouts bearing the'figure
"It is a fortune!" she gasped.
"And Grisette is the fairy god-
mother who has given It to usl" ors.
Maimed Gabriel.
After all, Gabriel dirt not have to
go to work, nor was his grandmother
compelled to sew for a living, With
a -famll
nodoubt byy
encu eft d
the money, 1
e
Which had to leave Paris hurriedly
during a war of 10Ives0, :key wot-
able to placeumthemselves Ga iein comfort-
able circumstances. n Gabriel do 118
his studies at the conservatory, while
i
madame enjoyed thequiet she so well
deserved.
Grisette, the fairy godmother, never
again appeared—ant even tobe thank-
ed. But you may 1,e sure' that 110ither
Gabriel nor Madame Leery ever for•.
gut their moose benefactress,