hat. "Well, I should like to sit here an hour longer, but maybe your aunt will think it's growing damp for you to be out-of-doors," said Francis, standing up. As they went between the graves, he caught her hand again, and led her softly along. When they reached the gate, he dropped it with a kindly pressure. "Now remember, you are going to cheer up," he said, "and you're going to have real nice times here in Elliot." now. But you mustn't feel so bad. were blushing softly as she put on her Don't." He touched her shoulder gently. "Poor little girl!" said he. "Perhaps I ought not to speak so to you, but you make me so sorry for you I can't help it. Now you must cheer up; you'll get along all right. You won't be homesick a bit after a little while; you'll like it here. There are some nice girls about your age. My cousin Flora will come and see you. She's older than you, but she's a real nice girl. She's feeling rather upset over something now too. Now come, let's get up and go and see some more of the monuments. You don't want a school. Your aunt can look out for you. I should laugh if she couldn't. She's a rich woman, and you're all she's got in the world. Now come, let's cheer up, and go look at some more gravestones." "I guess I'd rather go home," said flowers on Mis' Perry's grave elegant? Lois, faintly. ་་ Too tired? Well, let's sit here a little while longer, then. You mustn't go home with your eyes red, your aunt will think I've been scolding you." Francis looked down at her with smiling gentleness. He was a handsome young man with a pale straight profile, his face was very steady and grave when he was not animated, and his smile occasioned a certain pleasant surprise. He was tall, and there was a boyish clumsiness about his shoulders in his gray coat. He reached out with a sudden impulse, and took Lois's little thin hand in his own with a warm clasp. "Now cheer up," said he. "See how pleasant it looks down in the field!" They sat looking out over the field; the horizon sky stretched out infinitely in straight blue lines; one could imagine he saw it melt into the sea which lay beyond; the field itself, with its smooth level of young grass, was like a waveless When they reached the Maxwell house, his aunt was coming down the walk. "Oh, there you are!" she called out. "I was jest goin' home. Well, what did you think of the Mason monument, Lois ?" It's real handsome." "Ain't it handsome? An' wasn't the Good-night. I'm goin' to have you an’ your aunt come over an' take tea to-morrow, an' then you can get acquainted with Flora." "Good-night," said Francis, smiling, and the aunt and nephew went on down the road. She carried something bulky under her shawl, and she walked with a curious sidewise motion, keeping the side next her nephew well forward. "Don't you want me to carry your bundle, Aunt Jane?" Lois heard him say as they walked off. "No," the old woman replied, hastily and peremptorily. "It ain't anything." When Lois went into the house, her mother gave her a curious look of stern defiance and anxiety. She saw that her eyes were red, as if she had been crying, but she said nothing, and went about getting tea. After tea the minister and his wife called. Green River was a conservative little New England village; it had always been the custom there when the minister called to invite him to offer a prayer. Mrs. Field felt it incumbent upon her now; if she had any reluctance, she did not yield to it. Just before the callers left she said, with the conventional solemn drop of the voice, “Mr. Wheeler, won't you offer a prayer before you go?" The minister was an elderly man with a dull benignity of manner; he had not said much; his wife, who was portly and full of gracious volubility, had done most of the talking. Now she immediately sank down upon her knees with a wide flare of her skirts, and her husband then twisted himself out of his chair, clearing his throat impressively. Mrs. Field stood up, and got down on her stiff knees with an effort. Lois slid down from the sofa and went out of the room. She stole through her mother's into her own bedroom, and locked herself in as usual, then she lay down on her bed. She could hear the low rumble of the minister's voice for some time; then it ceased. She heard the chairs pushed back; then the minister's wife's voice in the gracious crescendo of parting; then the closing of the front door. Shortly afterwards she heard a door open, and another voice, which she recognized as Mrs. Maxwell's. The voice talked on and on; once in a while she heard her mother's in brief reply. It grew dark; presently she heard heavy shuffling steps on the stairs, something knocked violently against the wall, the side door, which was near her room, was opened. Lois got up and peered out of the window, her mother and Mrs. Maxwell went slowly and painfully down the driveway, carrying a bureau between them. [TO BE CONTINUED.] THE SALZBURGER EXILES IN GEORGIA. THE colonial currents to the American But apart from all these prominent colonial settlements in the newly discovered America, there were smaller deposits which attracted no general European notice. The general edict of Pedro Moya, of Contreras, dated Mexico, November 3, 1571, issued on the establishment of the Holy Inquisition in Mexico, condemns the Jews, the followers of Mohammed, and the sect of Martin Luther. We have, therefore, the remarkable fact that in the very body of the original Spanish conquerors there were those three classes of heretics. President Stiles, of Yale, in his sermon before the General Assembly of Connecticut in 1783, declares that there is a "Greek Church brought from Smyrna." But his statement is not definite as to its habitat. He says, "I think it falls below these States" that is, south of the Middle States and Georgia. There was an important colony of Jews in the new province of Georgia. They came over directly from London. Governor Oglethorpe was importuned to protest against their welcome. But that wise and liberal founder of the province inquired into their character and purposes, and being satisfied, gave them a cordial welcome. These Jews justified his confidence, and became an important and valuable factor in the new population. That Among these minor colonial groups, whose purpose was simply a safe home for conscience and person, must be reckoned the Salzburger exiles. Their whole history had been a thrilling romance. Their real ancestors had been the Waldenses of the Piedmontese Alps. little body of independent believers, whose history had been marked by ten persecutions, and whom the Dukes of Savoy had failed to repress, suffered an occasional thinning of its ranks. But whenever a scion was lopped off, it was only a transference of faith and stubborn existence. So, when one of these small bodies emigrated eastward, and settled in the quiet little Tyrolese nook of Tieffereck, a valley of the Salzburg principality, they thought that at last they were safe from the lash of persecution. But they no sooner became thrifty, and developed in numbers, and their Protestant principles became public, than they were summoned before the reigning bishop, and were ordered to renounce their Lutheran sentiments. This they refused to do. A universal persecution was ordered. But for the kindly intervention of the Elector of Brandenburg, the ancestor of the present ruling family of Prussia, and of other Protestant rulers, it is probable that the Salzburger Protestants would have been put to death. They were offered the opportunity of exile, and gladly embraced it. They set out on foot in search of friends and liberty. It was a pilgrimage of sublime faith. They were received with open arms in many towns. The farther north they went, the more pronounced was their welcome. Some reached Berlin, where, like the Huguenots from France, they were accorded a hearty reception. That portion of the fugitive pilgrims which became the first Salzburger colony to Georgia followed the course of the Rhine down to Holland. Their journey was tedious, and the future uncertain. They enlivened their journey by the singing of hymns, born of their sorrows. One of the most familiar was the one commencing thus: "I am a wretched exile here Thus must my name be given- "Full well I know, Lord Jesus Christ, Thy treatment was no better; Thy follower I now will be; To do Thy will I'm debtor. "Henceforth a pilgrim I must be, In foreign climes must wander; O Lord, my prayer ascends to Thee, That Thou my path wilt ponder." Both Already in December, 1732, the invitation had been extended from the Trustees of the new colony of Georgia to fifty families of the Salzburger Protestants, to come to England and join the English colony to Georgia. On the 27th of November of the following year this first band reached Rotterdam. Here their future pastors, Rev. John M. Bolzius and Rev. Israel C. Gronau, met them. had been teachers in Francke's Orphan House at Halle, but resigned their positions for the purpose of casting in their lot with the emigrants to the wilds of America. The Trustees of the province of Georgia had ships in waiting. In these the exiles embarked and sailed to Dover, England. On reaching that port the Trustees met them, and were greatly pleased with them. An oath was administered to each Salzburger of "strict piety, loyalty, and fidelity." Solemn parting services were held, after which the Purisburg, bearing the exiles, set sail for Georgia. The interest of the Trustees of the new colony in the persecuted Salzburgers was no new passion. It is probable that from the first moment when their sorrows became known to the British public, the humane Oglethorpe determined upon assisting them. Who knows but that when he was a brave soldier under Marlborough, and won his laurels in Germany, he came across some of the persecuted Protestants on the Bavarian plains, and hoped that when the peaceful days should come, he might succor them or their brothers? This at least is certain, that the Trustees of the colony of Georgia, who were simply Oglethorpe and a few helpers, regarded the Salzburgers as of special importance. Indeed, one of the real designs of the new colony, as named in the charter, was to furnish a refuge for the distressed Salzburgers and other Protestants." The Salzburgers consisted at first of only fifty families. Oglethorpe was already in Georgia when the Purisburg, with its precious freight of Salzburgers, arrived, on March 12, 1734. He gave them a cordial welcome, and assigned them a tract up the Savannah River, at a distance of twentyfour miles from his town of Savannah. The land where the Salzburgers settled was not directly on the river, but on a creek connecting with it. They called their settlement Ebenezer. Here they constructed dwellings, a house of worship, a mill, and indeed all the buildings necessary for their new life in the wilderness. They were in the midst of an immense pine forest. Their joy knew no bounds. They were at last safe from persecution. The Salzburgers at first breathed freely in their Ebenezer among the pines; but their life was one of long and patient trial. There were marshy places and stagnant pools, which produced malaria. The people were too remote from metropolitan Savannah, which only a few years before, in February, 1733, had been laid out by Oglethorpe, and consisted at first of only a few tents under four pinetrees." The "river" on whose banks they had built their mill, and where they had gathered in the evenings to talk of the * Strobel, The Sulzburgers and their Descendants, pp. 54ff. best means of getting far-off partners in language and faith to join them, was merely a lazy creek, which in a direct line to the Savannah River was only six miles, but was so tortuous that the distance to row a boat was twenty-four miles. The settlers resolved to apply to Oglethorpe to give them another grant of land. Their request was complied with, and they were permitted to remove a few miles to the bank of the Savannah River. Here, at last, they were truly happy. They still adhered to the name of their first settlement, and called their second home New Ebenezer, the former settlement ever afterward retaining the name of Old Ebenezer. It is only in the locality itself that these distinctions of Old and New are known. Their stay at the first place being short, and the settlement on the bank of the Savannah permanent, the Ebenezer of history, the Mecca of the Salzburgers in America, has borne the general name of Ebenezer. When the Salzburgers were at last established on the bank of the river, nothing was needed to complete their happiness but the companionship of their brethren whom they had left in sorrows at home. They applied to General Oglethorpe for direct aid in securing the passage to America of those with whom they had been in correspondence, and who wished to join their far-off companions in faith. The life of the community at Ebenezer was one of Acadian simplicity. The herdsmen took their cattle out into the woods for grazing, and returned with them in the evening. There was no court of justice. Whenever differences occurred, the senior minister, the Rev. Mr. Bolzius, called three or four of the eldest together and settled the dispute. All parties submitted willingly to the decision. There was public worship every Wednesday evening, and twice on Sundays. The people very early built a church and an orphan - house. It was this orphan-house which so pleased Whitfield, when he visited the place, that he made it the model for his celebrated orphanage at Bethesda, for which he made collections along the Atlantic coast, and toward which the quiet Benjamin Frankin one day emptied his pockets of their contents of copper, silver, and gold. One of the most important departments of the Salzburger life was their industries. They paid special attention to the raising of |