ering
tones and you will hear a deeper, holier strain."

But the youth said: "No, I hear only that melody which speaks to my own
heart. I can hear nothing else."

The other youth too took the gift and, bending his head at the command
of the angel, said: "I hear that sweet entrancing strain which speaks to
myself, and which promises me pleasure; but deeper than all that I hear
a tone soft, sweet and low, that sounds like the voices of happy
children, and of a mother singing to her babe."

The angel smiled. "It is for them," he said, "that you must keep your
gift. And in the years to come that music will be to you the sweetest in
the world."

So the youths started on their devious ways through the hilly land of
youth. There were bird-songs and flowers; there were bright paths, and
dark ones; there were sunny by-paths, which ended in dreamy forests;
there were pitfalls in unexpected places; there was often sorrow where
they looked for joy, and failure where they expected success. And the
one listened oft to the entrancing music of his angelic gift, and was
led to think only of himself, and his eye lost its fire, his feet often
stumbled, and the days and nights had no pleasure for him. As he reached
the heights of maturity he was met by a bright creature who laughed with
great joy when he offered her his love and said exultantly: "I have kept
myself pure for you," and he, knowing his own dark secrets, could make
no reply but hung his head and was silent. And, thus silent, he heard no
more the bewildering music of his youth, but instead there came to his
ears the sound of a broken-hearted woman's sobs, and the weeping of
children mourning the birthright that had been lost for them in their
father's wayward youth. And the man said sighingly:

"O that I had my innocence again
My untouched honor. But I wish in vain."

But the other lad turned a deaf ear to the brain-bewildering music and
listened with his soul for the happy melodies of the future. And his eye
grew brighter and his strength increased and his paths were straight and
clean, and as he neared the heights of maturity he was met by one whose
robe was shining in its brightness and who whispered: "I have kept
myself pure for you."

And gladly he answered: "And I for you;" and so their lives became one,
and the melody of happy children's voices drew nearer and nearer, and
listening to the sweet voice of the mother singing to her babe, and
looking into th