Page 34 - Adventures in shadow-land

riot know; she only recalled them mistily ; for, in

this strange, silent land, through which she was
wandering, she never knew what was real or what

unreal,— It was all alike to her.
And as nothing that happened astonished her,
so never for one moment did her thoughts go

back to the father and mother she had left, or to
the little baby-brother cooing in his cradle* It

was as though they never had existed, so com­
pletely were they forgotten. The Present, such

as it was, had effaced all memory of that Past.
Sitting on her soft, mossy bed, still holding

iri her little hands the motionless little figure
which the fountain had left her, and which, Eva

knew,— though how she knew it she could not
tell,— was something to be cared for and guarded,

as being more helpless than herself. Eva thought
over all the adventures of the day before, and
while she wondered what would come next, she

wished she could once more hear the pleasant
murmur of the brook which had guided her, for

what purpose she knew not, to this spot.
Only a few moments had passed since the child

awoke, when a low, musical chime rang through