Since then I have no troubles--my daughter married, long ago of course, but she died, and her husband died, and the friends were not good for her children, and it was these I had to provide for--my grand-daughters.

But now they are very well off--each settled, and so good to me! The married one comes with her bebe every Sunday, and the other, in a good place, sends me always a part of her wages.

And my son too--he that went to Paris--he writes often.

Ah yes, I am well satisfied! And always my great-nephews send me the apples--every year--their father and their grandfather made the promise, and it has never been broken.

And still, my little young ladies and little Monsieur--still, the old apple-tree at the paternal house at Stefanos, is called 'le pommier de la petite.'" "How nice!" said the children all together.