"This girl alone has eyes that see; she resists, turns round, lifts fair, delicate hands; her face full of life, shows impatience and daring.... She wants not to obey, she wants not to go, where they are driving her ... but, still, she has to yield and go. "_Necessitas-vis-Libertas!_ "Who will, may translate." * * * * * "THE SPARROW "I was returning from hunting, and walking along an avenue of the garden, my dog running in front of me. Suddenly he took shorter steps, and began to steal along as though tracking game. "I looked along the avenue and saw a young sparrow, with yellow about its beak and down on its head. It had fallen out of the nest (the wind was violently shaking the birch-trees in the avenue) and sat unable to move, helplessly fluffing its half-grown wings. "My dog was slowly approaching it, when, suddenly darting down from a tree close by, an old dark-throated sparrow fell like a stone right before its nose, and all ruffled up, terrified, with despairing and pitiful cheeps, it flung itself twice toward the open jaws of shining teeth. "It sprang to save; it cast itself before its nestling ... but all its tiny body was shaking with terror; its note was harsh and strange. Swooning with fear it offered itself up! "What a huge monster must the dog have seemed to it! And yet it could not stay on its high branch out of danger.... A force stronger than its will flung it down. "My Trésor stood still, drew back.... Clearly he, too, recognized this force. "I hastened to call off the disconcerted dog, and went away, full of reverence. "Yes; do not laugh. I felt reverence for that tiny, heroic bird, for its impulse of love. "Love, I thought, is stronger than death, or the fear of death. Only by it, by love, life holds together and advances."