ANGELA. ! A Story For All Lovers end Intend ln( Lovers to Read. W. R. OII.UKHT. I am a poor, paralyzed fellow, who, I lor many years past has been confined to a bed or a sofft. For the last six Cara 1 have occupied a small room, oking on to one of Hie narrow side | canals (A Venice, having no one about , me but a deaf old woman who makes my bed and attends to my food, and I here I eke out a poor income of about $ £'M) pounds a year by making water f;, color drawings of flowers and fruit * (they are the cheapest models in Ven ice) and these I send to a friend in i London, who sells them to a dealer for small sums. But, on the whole, I am happy and content. It is necessary that J should de scribe the position of my room l ather minutely. Its only window is about five feet above the water of the canal, and above it the house projects some six feet and overhangs the wafer, the projecting portion being supported by stout piles driven into t lie bed of the ML canal. This arrangement has the dis advantage (among others) of solimit ing my upward view that I am unable to see more than about ten feet of the height of ttie house immediately op posite to me, although by reaching as far out of the window as my Infirmity Lk, will permit 1 can see foraconsiderahle E distance up and down the canal,which ilfiim n/»t Kfmdt litfiM'M fi'i't ill Width. But, although \ can see but little of the material bouse opposite I can see Its reflection upside down in the canal and I contrive to take a good deal of inverted interest in such of its inhabi tants as show themselves from time to time (always upside down/ on its balconies and at itn windows. When first, I occupied my room, about six years ago. my attention was directed to the reflection of a lit tle girl ol thirteen or so his nearly as I could judge/, who passed every day on a balcony just, above the upwatd range of my limited field of view, mie iiad a glass of (lowers and a crucifix on a little table by her side, and as she sat there in line weather from early morning until dark, working as •iduouslv all the time. I concluded that she earned her living by neddte work. Hhe was certainly an indus trious little giri. and as far as l could judge by her upside down reflection, neat in her ores* and pretty, Mie liad an old mother, an invalid, who on warm days would sit on the bal cony with her, and it. inte-es:ed me to see trie little maid wrap tint old lady in shawls and bring pii!ows for her chair and a stool lor her feet, and every now ami again lay down her work anti kiss ami fondle the old lady for half a minute, and then take up her work again. Time went by, and as the little maid urew up her reflection grew down, and at last site was quite a little woman of, /suppose, sixteen or sev enteen. I can only work for a couple of hours or so in the brightest part of tint day, so i iiad plenty of t ime on my hands in which to watch her move ments, and sufficient imagination to weave a little romance about her, and to endow her with a beauty which, to » great, extent, I had to take for granted, i saw—or fancied tiiat i could see—thtyt she began to take an interest in my reflection (which, ot course, she could see as I could see her*); and one day, when it appeared to me that site was looking right at it —that is to say, when her reflection ..1 * I. . I.C/.I,.. tried the deaperateexperiment of nod ding to her. and to my intense delight her reflection nodded in reply. And so our two reflectioi s became known to one another. It did not lake me very long to fall in love with her, but a long time pass ed before I could make up my mind to do more than nod to her every morn ing, when the old woman moved me from my bed to the sofa at the win dow, and again in the evening, when the little maid left the balcony for that day. One day, how ever, when 1 saw her reflection looking at mine I nodded to her and threw a flower into the canal. She nodded 1 several times m return, and 1 saw her draw her mother’a attention to the accident. Then every morning 1 threw a flower into the water lor “good morning,” and another in t tie evening for “good night,’* and I soon discovered that I had not thrown them altogether in vain for one day w she threw a flower to join mine, and * she laughed and dapped her hands a the two flowers joined forces and floated away together. And then every morning and every ev« niuu site threw her flower when i threw inme. and when the two flowers met she dapped her hand*, and so did I; but when they were separated, n* they sometimes were, owing to one o' them having met an obstruction which did not catch the other, site threw up tier hand* in a pretty affectation of dee {ifir, which I t tied to imitate In an hue •*h and unsuccess'ui fashion. Ami when they were ludely mu down l*y a passing gondola w hitli happened not ni!.«>|in-nit> site pretended to t y ai d I did the saute Tlirli. inpirtty panto mime, >i>e would point downward to the sky, to tell me that it w.i» destiny that caused the shipwreck oiout flow er*. and I, in |tautontim* not half *u prill), would try to roMiey to lur that Uewtmv would be kinder netl time, and that nerlinini to morrow our flower* wou'-l be mote fortunate and eo tire innocent courtship went on, this day wire showed me her cron m amt ktsawdlt.and * hereupon I took t a In tie iih«f cnioi'u wtiKliaiwaye ■ImsI b) me and klseeil that, amt so •he kn*W that ae were one in t>Igum Hoe day nu huts maid did not ap pear on net haieonv, ami for eecwral day* I saw nothing of lur, and ai though I threw my tower* a* usual, no Dower* ram* to keep it company ll-i**t*r, after a lime the reappeared dueled M bath and dying often. and then 1 knew that the poor child's mother was dead, and as far as I knew she was alone in the world. The flowers came no more for many days nor did she show any sign of recog nition, hut kept her eyes on her work, except when she placed her handker chief’to them. And opposite to her was the old lady’s chair, and I could see that from time to time she would lay down her work and gaze at it, and then a flood of tears would come to her relief. But at last one day she roused herself to nod to me, and then her flower came. I»ay after day my flower went forth to join it, and with varying fortunes the two flowers sail ed away as of yore. But the darkest day of all to me was when a good-looking young gon dolier, standing right end uppermost in liis gondola (for I could see him 111 the flesh) worked Ids craft alongside the house mid stood talking to her aH she sat on the balcony. They seemed to speak as old friends—indeed, ns well as 1 could make out, he held her by tbe hand during the whole of their interview, winch lasted quite half an hour. Eventually lie pushed off, and left my heart, heavy within me. But I soon took heart of grace, for as soon as lie was out of sight the little maid threw two flowers growing on tin same stem an allegory of which I could make nothing, unti' it brokt upon me that she meant to convey to me that la-and she were bt other and sister, and that I had no causi to be sad. And thereupon I nodded I to her cheerily, and site nodded to tin i and laughed aloud, ami I laughed in return, and went on again as he fore. Then eamc a dark and dreary time, for it bail become necessary that I should undergo treatment that con I ntva wn hbtoliitffly to rny oe« »oi ’ many days, and J worried and fretted to think that the little maid and I could Me each Other no longer, and worse still, that she would think that 1 had gone away without even huvitu hinted to her that I was going. And J lay awake at night wondering how I could let her know the truth,and liftv plans flitted through my brain, al appearing to he feasible enough al night, Imt absolutely wild and tin practicable in the morning, tine day and it wax a bright day indeed for nn —the old woman who tended me told me that a gondolier had inquired whether the Kuglisli signor had gone away or hail died; and so I learned thai the little maid had been anxious aboul me, and 1 bat she bad sent her brothel to inquire, and the brother hod nc doubt taken to iter ttie reason of in j protracted absence from the window j From that day. and ever after, dur ing my three weeks of brdkeeping, « | flower was found every morning onlhi l edge of my window, which was withit easy reach of any one in a boat; and when at last a day came when 1 could lie moved 1 took my accustomed plow on the sofa at the window, and thi little maid saw me and stood on hei head, so to speak, and that was ui eloquent a-any right end up delight could possibly be. Ho f lic first timi the gondolier passed by rny win dow I beckoned to him, am lie pushed up alongside and toll me, with many bright smiles, that In wax glad indeed to see me well again Then I thanked him and his sister foi their kind thoughtx about me durinf my retreat, and I then learned fron him t hat iifa- name was Angela, am. tiiat she was the best and puresl maiden in all Venice, and tiiat any one might think himself happy indeed who could call her sister, but tiiat hi was happier even than her brother foi he was to be married to her, and indeed, they were to be married tin next day. Thereupon rny heart seemed tc swell to bursting, and the blood rush ed through my veins xo that I coulc hear it and nothing else for a while, managed at last to stammer fortl soin- words of awkward congrattiln tion, and lie lett me singing merrily after asking permission to bring liii bride to see me on the morrow ai they returned from church. ••For," said he, "my Angela ha; known you for very long—ever smci she was a child, and she has oftei spoken to me of the poor Knglishnmi who was a good Catholic, and wht lay all day long for years and year on a sofa at a window, and she hai said over and over again how dearlj she wished that she could speak tc him and comfort him; ami one day when you threw a ‘lower into thi canal, she asked me whether sin j might throw another, ami f told hei ! yes. for lie wo iK! understand that ii 1 meant sympathy with one who was HOftiy atilii ted." Anu so 1 learned that it was pity and not love, except, indeed, sue! love a> is akin to pity, that prompter iier to interest herself in my welfare and there was an end of it all. For the t wo lloweis that I though' were on one stem were two Ho wen 1 tied together (but 1 could not tel j that i, and they were meant to indi ' , ate that she ami the gondolier wen affianced lovers, ami my express** pleasure at tins symbol delighted her lor she took it to ineuii that reamed in her linpiuuess. And tin next day the gondolier came with i : tiam of othvr gondolier*, all decks* i in their holiday garb, and m hi* gnu ' dola »«t Angela, happy ami blushim at her happ'ite**. ‘j'neit lie ami *h< entered the house lu which I dwell and came into my room mud it »m •tt mo m lee*), after eomnuy years o iniersion, to *ee tier with her hea< above Iter ft* • ami (lieu *he wished Ilk liappuies* and speedy restoration t« good health whtvh itnihl never lie) •mil 1, in broken word* ami withteari in my syce, gave tier the little cfucill) j that ha>l stood by my bed nr my ta hie fur to many year*. Amt Angeli look it rev«r*n'ly and iishh) Iversel ! rod ki»ed it, and so departed will tier delighted ttuaband. A* I tirtul tile song vil the |Ullilt d i*T' I a* they went then* way Ik* miim dy | ,ng away in live 4wlsie * w* its , rtiadviws of th»«owdown vlsial arovuvt in* I Nil that they to* tin png Ik I mijom of ilie only love that bn •vet entered my heatI. Mrs tHjiet \V»*.|». tl e chief among vouj let him l>e vour servant V" This thrust ing forward of u personality of display does not look like it. Once our alto asked me, as I was entering the pulpit, whether I lunl any object ions to chang ing the do- ing hymn, for she woh ex pecting some friends that evening, and they could not come till late, and she wanted to sing a solo. And once, at a week-day funeral, onr tenor crowded me even to my embarrassment with a request that ho might lie permitted to precede the arrival of the train of mourners with u vocal piece in the gallery, for he had just heard that two members of the Music Commit tee of another congregation would Is- present, and he wished them to hear him. as lie desired to secure the place of conductor there. “Art’s a service mark!” But does it take the placo of the rest of the servico also ? Tide entire discussion turns at once ii(Kin the answer to the question wheth er the choir, the organ, the tune book, and tin- blower arc fur the sake oflielp ! ing Ood's people worship Him, or whether the public assemblies of Chris tians are for the sake of an artistic re galement of listeners,the personal exhi bition of musicians, or the advertise ment of professional soloists who are competing for it salary. fu onr travels some of us have seen the old organ in a remote village of Germany on the case of w hich are carved, in the ruggedness of Teutonic characters, three mottoes; if they could l.o e<.t.