THE DEVIL'S POOL
I believe that the younger one is, the better one gets on with children. I am very much afraid that a woman of thirty who does not yet know what it is to be a mother, would find it hard to prattle to children and reason with them."
"Why, Germain? I don't know why you have such a bad idea of this woman; you will change your mind."
"The devil take the woman!" exclaimed Germain. "I wish I were going away from her forever. What do I want of a wife whom I don't know?"
"Little father," said the child, "why is it that you speak so much of your wife to-day, since she is dead?"
"Then you have not forgotten your poor, dear mother?"
"No; for I saw her placed in a beautiful box of white wood, and my grandmother led me up to her to kiss her and say good-by. She was very white and very stiff, and every evening my aunt made me pray God that she might go to him in Heaven and be warm. Do you think that she is there now?"
"I hope so, my child; but you must always pray. It shows your mother that you love her."
"I am going to say my prayers," answered the
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