"Has the dead come to life?" exclaimed the trembling Sadi, fixing upon
Yusef a wild and terrified gaze; "has the injured returned for
vengeance?"
"Nay, my brother," replied Yusef soothingly; "let us not recall the
past, or recall it but to bless Him who has preserved us both from
death."
Tears dimmed the dark eyes of Sadi; he grasped the kind hand which
Yusef held out. "I have deeply wronged thee," he faltered forth; "how
can I receive all this kindness at thy hand?"
A gentle smile passed over the lips of Yusef; he remembered the cruel
words once uttered by Sadi, and made reply: "If thou hast wronged me,
thus I repay thee: Moslem, this is a Christian's revenge!"
THE WOODCUTTER'S CHILD.
Once upon a time, near a large wood, there lived a woodcutter and his
wife, who had only one child, a little girl three years old; but they
were so poor that they had scarcely food sufficient for every day in
the week, and often they were puzzled to know what they should get to
eat. One morning the woodcutter went into the wood to work, full of
care, and, as he chopped the trees, there stood before him a tall and
beautiful woman, having a crown of shining stars upon her head, who
thus addressed him:
"I am the Guardian Angel of every Christian child; thou art poor and
needy; bring me thy child, and I will take her with me.
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