Worthy of love and changed by love indeed,

And with most glorious love to be his meed."

THEN there were kisses and sighs, loving looks and words of passion. It was necessary to admire the fate which had brought together these two, so well suited one to another; and to explain the thoughts of each since their parting a few hours before.

"I was angry with myself," said Yung, "because I did not ask your name; and yet I wondered that I had so far overcome my natural diffidence as to confess my love. But all my diffidence seems to leave me when I see you."

Tue for her part had to relate the accident that brought her to her lover's hut. She told Goe's story, and added, "I thought the poet must be you, and I started off with a happy heart; but on my way I thought, what if he were not you! I could not be sure, you see, and my heart failed me before I reached the door; but then I heard you speak to my father, and I recognized your voice. You said, 'I cannot take your daughter under any circumstances.' Can she change your decision, sir, if she herself begs you to take her?"

Thus the two lovers were happy, and the philosopher, smiling a calm benediction, was happy also; the villains were foiled, and everything was as it should be.

Ching and Loe, disappointed in their plot, naturally turned to one another for consolation; and the villagers cried "Hurrah!" with enthusiasm. Sue was thus unsuccessful in her designs on Ching. It was not her nature, however, long to wear the willow; she soon turned her batteries on Mnag. His heart, softened by the success of his plans, easily yielded; and he was made happy by the constant companionship of "the only woman he had ever seen who could make use of her approximation to brain." In the general happiness Goe and Bang were not forgotten, for an inexhaustible supply of apples was kept for them in Yung's house.

Tue insisted that her eldest son should receive the names of her father and her husband; accordingly a few years later a brilliant youth who rejoiced in the name of Yung Mang might often have been seen creeping about his delighted grandfather's hut. This child grew to be the pride of his relatives and the wonder of Apeland; and the descendants of Yung and Tue to this very day honor the name of their forefather, Yung Mang.

THE END.