Petion's Daughter

vvniie reüon administered the governmentofthe Island of Hayti, some distinguished fureigner sent his daughter a )eautiful bird in a very handsome cage. The child was delighted, and with great cxultation exhibited the present to her ather. "It is indeed very beautiful, my laughter," said he, "but it makes my ïeart ache to look at it, I hope you will never show it to me again."' With grea'. astonishment she inquired lis reason. He replied : "Whenthe islnnd was calW St. DoTiingo, we were all slaves. It makes me hink of it to look at that bird, for he is a slave." The little girl's cyes filled with tears, and her lips quivered as she exclaimed, - 'Why father ! he has such a large handsome coge ; and as much food as ever he can eat and drink." "And would you be a slave," said he, 'if youcould live in a great house and )e fed on frosted cake ?" A fier a moment's ihonglit, the child jegnn to say, half reluctanth', "Would ie be happier if I opened the door of his cage!" He would hefree ! was the cmjhatic reply. Without another word, she took the cage to the open window, and a moment nfter, - she saw her prisoner playingwith the humming birds among the honeysuckles.