n repeating in her strong, deep tones the
lines:--

"Lorsque avec ses enfants vetus de peaux de betes,
Echevele, livide au milieu des tempetes,
Cain se fut enfui de devant Jehovah,

"Comme le soir tombait, l'homme sombre arriva
Au bas d'une montagne en une grande plaine;
Sa femme fatiguee et ses fils hors d'haleine;
Lui dire: 'Couchons-nous sur la terre et dormons.'"

"Oh, mamma, that is so sad, that poem,--but continue--I will make it
in English so well as I can, and for the mistakes--errors--of my
telling you will forgive?

"This is the story of the terrible man, Cain, how he go with his
children all in the skins of animals dressed. His hairs so wild, his
face pale,--he runs in the midst of the storms to hide himself from
God,--and, at last, in the night to the foot of a mountain on a great
plain he arrive, and his wife and sons, with no breath and very tired,
say to him, let us here on the earth lie down and sleep." Thus, as
Madam Manovska recited, Amalia told the story in her own words, and
Harry King listened rapt and tense to the very end, while the fire
burned low and the shadows closed around them.

"But Cain did not sleep, lying there by the mountain, for he saw
always in the far shadows the fearful Eye of the condemning power
fixed with great sorrow upon him. Then he cried, 'I am too near!' and
with trembling he awoke his children and his wife, and began to run
furiously into space. So for thirty days and thirty nights he walked,
always pale and silent, trembling, and never to see behind him,
without rest or sleeping, until they came to the shore of a far
country, named Assur.

"'Now rest we here, for we are come to the end of the world and are
safe,' but, as he seated himself and looked, there in the same place
on the far horizon he saw, in the sorrowful heavens, the Eye. Then
Cain called on the darkness to hide him, and Jabal, his son, parent of
those who live in tents, extended about him on that side the cloth of
his tent, and Tsilla, the little daughter of his son, asked him, 'You
see now nothing?' and Cain replied, 'I see the Eye, encore!'

"Then Jubal, his son, father of those who live in towns and blow upon
clarions and strike upon tambours, cried, 'I will make one barrier, I
will make one wall of bronze and put Cain behind it.' But even still,
Cain said, 'The Eye regards me always!'

"Then Henoch said: 'I will make a place of tow