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They, are the voices of pearls, ed] phires and rubies; the voices of lilies, roses, lilacs, hawthorns and violets; the voices of women and children; the voices of brocades, velvets and laces; ., the voices of little rivers, and majes- "tie currents!" Clorinde 'and Janine were' laughirg loudly that azure morning when the Church of Saint Jean of the Rose Trees pealed forth the Resurrection, They were two radiant young women, one with dark tresses, the other with "You 'scandalize me," Hugues sald to them. "Don't the Easter bells move you?" "They do move us. They make us Joyous, as' they should do," answer ed Clorinde. - "Our laughter isn't friv- olous br 'digrespectful." A third girl, blond and delicate, lis- tened gravely. = She seemed melan: choly. Her left hand had been muti lated by a bursting shell, She had Tost three fingers, The "Abril sun streamed down on the vines, the pine trées, the grasses and the silvered. floor of the ocean. "It is our duty to be happy," Hugues declared. "That is a duty which' we are ful- filling perfectly," Clorinde replied, Janine nodded assent, but the blond Solange yas silent, She didn't regret having endured everything to relieve the sick~and the wounded. But she had fallen in love with Hugues and she knew what a predilection he had for beauty. Her injured hand would always seem to him an irreparable blemishig?And. Clorinde was beautiful and Janine was full of charm. Solange's distress was so keen that she {00k refuge in the park. = Amid all this tempting April beauty her hopes were going to shipwreck. Fer vent souls are more solitary than others. Solange's dreams were being scattered like petals in the equinoc- tial' winds! Her heart was bare and frozen 'stiff 'wih suffering. No pity, she felt, would be lavished on her, And what could she do with pity? Be- satse Her pain had the sharpness of plssica} agony she couldn't collect erself. - Bhe kept repeating in a low voice: ° "Resignation! tion!" il. 1 It wis a prayer to God, to the forces 'oLagtirs; to these unnamed unnamed influences which "surrounded her--a- prayer of desperpgion, The_young girl found herselt in a strane nook, flooded . with green lights under the branches of an im. menge oak. Five other oaks stood around, all survivors of past centuries, the last vestiges of an ancient forest. She lifted her eyes. She thought ; Give me ! replgnas of the:vanished religions which these | oaks had typified and she didn't know but that she had just invoked their diyinities, Why bad this love come to. her? Why hadn't she accepted her destiny? She dsked herself these questions, But her soul, which knew 80 much of suf- fering; was new to love. She could discover no reason, except that Hugues was gay, considerate and generous, and that his smile charmed her. Alas! "he was the image of a happiness which was made for Clor- inde or Janine, but not for her! She was plunged. in these bitter reveries 'when 'she heard a footstep. Suddemy*™ Hugues appeared "before: Her, "Why did: you- go 'away like that?" he askel éitibied a little, but didn't ans. wer. ONRlEht almost say = that you were ne away," he continued. mmered. "I don't know. ns isa siivstoly He watched her. Her face had an expression of sadness which he had never noticed before. He had run across her in Paris, at teas or recep. tions, and found her attractive, but. ? no more so than many others. He knew | her story, an episode in that long re- cord of feminine = devotion which, | taken together with the patience of the soldiers, saved France, "Yes," he resumed, "there is a mys tery in every human being, just as there Is in the world in which we live. What a strange marvel, when . we think of it, is the simple growth of a plant, the delicate poem of a flower!" He pointed to a beautiful eglantine. "What a masterpiece!" he murmur- ed. "Would you like to have it?" "No. Let it live and reproduce it- self." : . "How right you are! It carries in it an infinite renewal of life," They walked further into the park, Everywhere. about them. were . evi: dences of the untiring work of nature | --of a youth triumphant over all ob+|' stacles, full of 'all fresh beginnings. "The earth is as young as it" was a hundred thousand years ago," said Hugues. He turned to Solange: ; "You are as young: as the earth." Her cheeks flushed rose. "Alas, no," she answered, with a shadow of bitterness. "How so! You aren't young?" "I am as if I weren't young." Her pale face and clear eyes were illuminated in the April radiance, "Why is that," he asked. She raised her left hand, : "How can you ask me?" she groan- ed. He laughed softly. "Then that is your secret! That is why you wish "to be a stranger to springtime! But I say to you: 'Fol low the law of the plants and the nightingales. Otherwise you cond life." ' "I' don't condemn it." : -"Then, being healthy and charm- ing, you have the same duty as the al- mond trees. You must live again! You must love!' "But some one must first love me!" "Solange!" he cried. He had taken her wounded hand. He lifted it tenderly to his lips and sald: "Ilove this hapd because I love you. And 1 love you for your heart, and your graclous character. Are you willing that we should make the pil- grimage of life together? "Oh!" she answered, half dazed. "I am afraid that I should -be a burden." "Dear flancee! She who has re- vealed to me what true beauty is is the only one who can give me happi- ness." It was a 'dream. She didn't dare to open. her eyes, When she did open them Hugues's face was cloge to hers. And she felt a happiness greater than that of other women--a happiness which resembled resurrection. rr ns mk A Spring Soliloquy. The first robin stood 'neath a shelter- ing pine While wintery shivers. played tag down his spine, The wind roughed his feathers, the | cold nipped Lis feet, x 'He had searched all in Vain for a mors 86] to eat. om He sald to himself, with a. tear in hissy eye, "The early worm stayed south, and why dlan't > Prete, o Thrift is the golden mean between prodigaity and stinginess, = When Spring is on the Highroad When Spring. is. oun the highroad, T needs must join her train, To dance with her in the sunshine, and laugh with her through the rain, Run when her footsteps hasten, rest where she deigns to stay, SET Follow 1 must High gad March dust, to where April melts in May. Spring, 'she may seem kde, with her eyes of changetal blue, But her promises, though gossamer, are yet most wondrous: true. "Who follows 'where she leadéth, shall find, almost too soon, = x His resting feet amid the sweet, lush, fowerstarred: fields of June. a riedly. on the highway stealth in darkened upper . an eager voice would, cry, " risen!" And Pobre A EA answer, "He Is risen indeed!" Thus, with two quick phrases defied the bitterness of death, and, as it were, pledged themselves to tinmor tality. It is perhaps the briefest hit | of dialogue that history has pres yet -upot 'those 'slight syllables Fuole fate of humanity turned A these days 'the world is emerging | T slowly from another crucifixion, "Th war ended many months ago, 'tumult aud disaster are still rife; tions'are offended' and perplexed, d many a heart is discouraged. 'More than ever before it is a time to remind ourselves that man's happiness still 'hangs on those seven old words. * * We have fought and suffered. gud -- spiritually, 5 hended as never before, 'come oe an: cient sign and countersign: Christ is risen He is risen indeed! $0 O Rigen Christ! © &F ow dear@hy po SEW z Fagter Flower! Grace hag grown? FromEast fo Meat with oo Rake all the the world Thine. own. Easter is one of ithe holidays that carry & vivid and a very definite sug- gestion. . No other day in the calendar brings with the very name of it. such an atmosphere of fragrance or such a picture of light and color or such a spiritual exaltation and exhilaration. season with 'a new and, radiant pro- mise." It brings back faith and. Wope and the creative joy of living. It 1s the most significant reminder of the real meaning of the word "holiday," teaching at once "the: beauty of holi- ness and the holiness of beauty." Too long the human heart has been the imprisoned victim of the chill and the gloom of the winter, Now comes the abundance of new life, flooding back into the veins, making us glad of the world and of our work in it. The Resurrection was not simply the] wonderful event of 1900 years ago; it is the miraculous occurrence this glad}; morning for each of us. The miracle is mine and yours; it needs no proof 2 SCT BROOKS vorond that intuition of. rn it of courage. reborn for every # soul tos day. . oH Recommend fig for military service, owing to lack |, of opportunity bo take physical ex ercise, according to reports by medical rds which have been exaniining the class of 1921, which will join the colors next month. Out of more than 800,000 eligibles, only 165,000 measur- ed up to the ordinary physical stand- ards. Doctors recommended the pas- sage immediately of a law making physical: education compulsory in ell French schools. Also they insist that the hygienic advantages must be An= creased. i os The human child sviuires its full Fak in. Sires hefors it 1s fom yeany = [Then my happy spirit follows Sorrow Turn The message of Easter brings home [stamped home || to us the truth that while the good | may be for a brief season crushed and buried, .it will inevitably rise again. i We have learned the lesson about the physical:law of the conservation | ofsenergy. 'We know that physical energy may be changed from one form | to another, but it can never be lost. We need now to learn the lesson about, the moral law of the conservation of value; What is good in a spiritual. sense may be changed from one form to 'another, but it can never be lost. It will rise again. If we have any sympathy with higher things, when in the conflict of life we see the good apparently defeated, sor- row: will fill our hearts. It seems so sad to see what pr 80 much cut] down in the prime of lite, but if we Gam pulls down, 'Therefore in the end it {fu If, Good must, destroy. 8 prod Toned bio Joy amped down by the power of evil, ~must rise again, for it has with- E a Ges germ of eternal life. > "This law of the conservation of value | I pervades the whole universe, But it|. finds its highest revelation in Chris | The forces of evil thought that th they 'had. crushed and' buried this: 'wonder [ful being who so embodied 'goodness, ? but. He rose again a Still more won dertul person in the power of Hig Ou : versal Spirit. In preparing His followers for this great transformation Christ sald: "A little: while and ye behold Me "out: wardly no more. Again, a little. ae and ye shall 'see Me with spjri vision." The' Crucified. Christ lua the Risen Christ, "who by the power of His Spirit of Love will yet conquer the world and establish' upon-earth the Es f ; Spring danced with the sun inside ] How ould, le gia to fears A despatch 'from Pa Paris iin 5 It marks the end of a penitential [of France's youth are physieally un-| peeped slyly in, Es, gi THRE § § 5 = i x house of wing ve seing dust and cobwebs come, Fearing tears and strife, Thinking, "Can'T clean them out, In the dust heap fling?" When I heard the south breeze shot, ! |Jaid, "Come outside! it's spring.' LAH op 1 Jeaped and opened wide Every door--and then Made it sweet again, 'Dust flew on the southwest breeze. "Out of sight away-- 1 forgot it--for the tress 3 "Looked, 80 fresh and gay! What 1 feared might turn to tears 'Turned to morning dew? Fairies the 2ky are ota with blue, "Flower bestrewed, I find; . us Since the world laughs I'll laugh too! ba pring was very kind! ou may hear the oh In the dreaming piri hr And the honk of wild 'geese winging Or : 0 the waking hots. "bring 'gladness 5 When the singing birds come back. . There's a nook { Taw where #now | 9 drops Angebfair, and clad in white, Nun-like veil' their saintly faces From, the glory of the light. All in vain the winds come wooing-- Yet for loves they shall not lack; When the mating birds come back. 'When the redwing flutes a measure BY the waters, willow-lined, When the meadow lark's clear piping | "Comes a-floating on the wind, On that vast and viewless track; Winged with. song, ee knows no. limit' |] 2 50 To 6: a i Japens, 8 70 1 ar 3 Limas, Madagasc: Limas, 12%c¢. ; see! rolla. odio 3 to Bg to Bde; fox mit 5 Blushing blossoms crowd in thousands | &;