Show AMONG THE HILLS Rosa Giovanni nt at the door of the ash mans hovel and looked at the faraway fara-way hill Rota loved the hill so the loved God and thought of them as the did ol heaven She had learned that God was great and strong and ihelterlngito the knew were the hllli And heaven That was fir very br away and 1t aloud < a-loud to reach i but oh It ass to beautiful beauti-ful And the more the dreamed of It the more the came to believe that heaven was xmictthcir among the lillU Rosa was the ash nunt daughter She lived with the ash man and his wife and their many wcaiened brown children In the batement of agray house on a gray street In the gray city of San Francisco Thepoor little room In the baiement had nothing bright In It It too was dull and gray like the house and the street and when the cold fog rolled Inln the crowded roomat It always did III the evening It tettted about the facet and form of the children and made them look pale and wralthllke Cvermorel Evermore Rosa had heard the word at Sunday school and It haunted her She asked the good titter 1 what It meant and the had milled kindly and said It meant always eternally Rosa looked at the titter thoughtfully with her big solemn eyes We have evermore batches atour houie thetatd And 10 It was When Rota the little I elder titter had taught the lust Ihln brown baby a little patois and encouraged encour-aged It to take a few ttepi another wailing wail-Ing stranger would demand those ofltcet Rota loved the brond oft I little ones but the tired sometimes ol their weak cries and her thin arena and narrow ihoulderi ached from the burden of carry Ing them lo soothe their cries and her head ached woefully Rosa was a dwarfllke girl with a well developed head pate olive akin and big brown eye that would ant permit you to forget her There vas a haunting earn ettne a wlttful quettlonlng In I them that you recalled tnmetlmri In gay crowd where the hungry orb were out of place They followed and trouhled I you ai does the gaie ol a dog that hat lost Its owner There was an anlmali pain In them and a human iinrett They reailndcd you ol the eyes ol a woman whom you can never forge one who had looked upon the woes and mocker lea of life until theprayed to die It was with such a prayer In I her eye that ROil Giovanni looked at the faraway hlllt The two smallest brown babies were asleep The others were play logIn log-In another room with children who were old enough to caro for them So the alllall brown hands were Idle for once They lay croned In the lap of the dreamer The great green htlttl How fresh and beautiful they look I Had not Nina the neighbor told her It was there the flowers grew the dewy delicate flowers which the had teen a countryman ol hers irlllng at the place where many streets crossed She dad caught the i breath of tonic ol those flowers once and It IoU tweet at sweet at heaven and the hllli Ah to have some ol them In her lap at tills moment To press her hot forehead against their cool loftneit and 10 forget that It ached to terribly The Icalf closed eyes opened wide They stared In a wild way at the hllli II resolve lOll being born a reo lolve that sprung from her Ignorance and pain She would go to the hllli They were not very lar Some one had aid they were far away but they had come ctnierto her They teemed be opening their soil green armi to her She would go She would come back again to the brown batches but the mint seek that coolness and rest and the Rowe Row-e eriShe She ran up the narrow street and among the can and wagons at the crowded crossing Nobody noticed the ragged little figure for the haunting eyes did not leek their faces and challenge chal-lenge their curiosity Those ttrapge eyes looked rut the hurrying people to the strip 01 velvety green beyond the rood She aped along the street stop plug not for question She could not be lost Did the not know ulcer the was going and was It not to the hllli which her ayes never left foramomentl She thtvcrm but not from fear The fog had raprwtl her about In Its Healthy elllbrce but the thought The hllli will take care pf me They are kind and warm Her breath came thorter I Shewai t etlt eC tired but not at when the lift the cellar oi the gray house for IoU the not comIng com-Ing nearer to that wavy linn of I green at every step Once the fell but she drew herself up again and walked on more slowly this time Hut the feverish light In her eye had become a fierce flame flee cheeks burned The hllli were com v tuwl l She could not walk much farther They knew It and they were coming to her I found her lylngacron tIe curb She wan stretching her arm on the sidewalk and laying something like Ah good kind hills Ive found you She must have been there an hour or two for the was cold at the stones of the alkcwilk The bli ollceman put the stunted form Into ie matrons arms Poor little Iambi the laid She was used to tad itghti but lean filled her eyes ai the looked at the drawn dark feature and warped body Alter they had laid her In the snowy bed the her opened wandering eyes upon up-on rows ol clean cols whereon ilie taw the facet of clitldicii She looked at the motherly face bending sioehcer then through the window at the sunshine falling upon a wiving bloc ol green Vt was true the laid and the worn little b took its last chlW face on h > pp ness Heaven I U here among the hills The matron drew a ihett oierthe milling face and they placed a screen about the colAda Patterson In te Loult Republic |