pamphlet of more modern poems that her father had loved, were all,
except his Bible, which, although it was in Polish, contained copious
annotations in her father's hand in French, and between the leaves of
which lay loose pages filled with concise and plainly written
meditations of his own.

These Amalia loved and handled with reverence, and for Harry King they
had such vital interest that he learned the more rapidly that he might
know all they contained. He no longer wondered at her power and
breadth of thought. As he progressed he found in them a complete
system of ethics and religious faith. Their writer seemed to have
drawn from all sources intrinsically vital truths, and separated them
from their encumbering theologic verbiage and dogma, and had traced
them simply through to the great "Sermon on the Mount." In a few pages
this great man had comprised the deepest logic, and the sweetest and
widest theology, enough for all the world to live by, and enough to
guide nations in safety, if only all men might learn it.

It was sufficient. He knew Amalia better, and more deeply he
reverenced and loved her. He no longer quivered when he heard her
mention the "Virgin" or when she spoke of the "Sweet Christ." It was
not what his old dogmatic ancestry had fled from as "Popery." It was
her simple, direct faith in the living Christ, which gave her eyes
their clear, far-seeing vision, and her heart its quick, responsive
intuition and understanding. She might speak of the convent where she
had been protected and loved, and taught many things useful and good,
other than legends and doctrines. She had learned how, through her
father's understanding and study, to gather out the good, and leave
the rest, in all things.

And Harry learned his French. He was an apt scholar, and Larry fell in
line, for he had not forgotten the scholastic Latin and French of his
college days. He liked, indeed, to air his French occasionally,
although his accent was decidedly English, but his grammar was good
and a great help to Harry. Madam Manovska also enjoyed his efforts and
suggested that when they were all together they should converse in the
French alone, not only that they might help Harry, but also that they
might have a common language. It was to her and Amalia like their
native tongue, and their fluency for a time quite baffled Larry, but
he was determined not to be beaten, and when Harry faltered and
refused to go on, he pounded him on th