Our Little Jewish Cousin. Wade Mary Hazelton Blanchard

      "Here, little one, come and eat," said the gazelle's mistress, in a low, sweet voice.

      It sprang up and started toward Rebecca. But, when it had come half-way, it became frightened again at the sight of the visitors. The food looked too tempting, however, and it came to Rebecca's side.

      "I believe no other animal has as beautiful eyes as the gazelle. It is certainly the most graceful of all creatures," said Levi.

      "See how white its breast is!" said Esther. "The dear little thing! Mayn't I hold it for just a minute?"

      "Certainly, dear."

      Rebecca was very fond of Esther and her brother. She loved to have them visit her. She picked up the gazelle and put it in the little girl's lap as soon as she had seated herself on a pile of straw.

      Esther patted the gazelle tenderly. "It is better than any doll. I wish I had one of my own. I should love it dearly."