THE DEVIL'S POOL
not move. Perhaps some one is looking for it; we must see."
"It is not an animal," cried little Marie; "it is a sleeping child. It is your Petit-Pierre."
"Heavens!" exclaimed Germain; "see the little scamp asleep so far away from home, and in a ditch where a snake might bite him!"
He lifted up the child, who smiled as he opened his eyes and threw his arms about his father's neck, saying: "Dear little father, you are going to take me with you."
"Oh, yes; always the same tune. What were you doing there, you naughty Pierre?"
"I was waiting for my little father to go by. I was watching the road, and I watched so hard that I fell asleep."
"And if I had passed by without seeing you, you would have been out of doors all night, and a wolf would have eaten you up."
"Oh, I knew very well that you would see me," answered Petit-Pierre, confidently.
"Well, kiss me now, bid me good-by, and run back quickly to the house, unless you wish them to have supper without you."
"Are you not going to take me, then?" cried the
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