At length, thinking that it would suit the child better--for she was pale and weakly--to live in a drier atmosphere among mountains, I brought her to this district.

For this, senor, and for all I have done for her, I look for no reward here, but to that place where my daughter has got her foot; not, sir, on the threshold, as you might think, but well inside.

For, after all, it is to the authorities above, in spite of some blots which we see in their administration, that we must look for justice.

Frankly, sir, this is the whole story of my granddaughter's origin." "Ah, yes," I returned, "your story explains why she can call a wild bird to her hand, and touch a venomous serpent with her bare foot and receive no harm." "Doubtless you are right," said the old dissembler.

"Living alone in the wood, she had only God's creatures to play and make friends with; and wild animals, I have heard it said, know those who are friendly towards them." "You treat her friends badly," said I, kicking the long tail of the coatimundi away with my foot, and regretting that I had joined in his repast.
"Senor, you must consider that we are only what Heaven made us.