The unfortunate rider who had been thrown now came limping up, and was profuse with his thanks to this “friend in need.”

There was such a very remarkable contrast between the two men, as they now stood side by side, that it struck the eye of every one present, even the young girl’s.  The humble bearing and uncouth figure of the Brother looked decidedly unprepossessing compared with the tall, elegant form of Alexander, which, with all its agility and grace, was full of power, as if forged from steel.  Every muscle was still strained by the exertion just made; his face was flushed, his blue eyes sparkled with the fire of inward strength of will, and yet the expression showed no evidence of agitation, only quiet consciousness of power.  While he yet held the reins with his left hand, he assisted the other man, who finally succeeded in gaining the saddle.

“A vicious animal, sir,” said Alexander to the other, handing him the bridle.  “He seems to be skittish, and will not admit of any joking; spare the spur, and keep firm hold on the bridle until you are sure of yourself.”

Thus saying, he stood aside, and man and horse proceeded on their way.

“And, now, if you will be so good, miss, please continue to be our guide,” he said, turning toward the girl.

They soon reached the Sisters’ house.  “Ah, yes, this is the very place!” cried the lady, joyfully.  “Thank you most sincerely for your courtesy, dear child.  Will you kindly tell us which door to enter?  We gave notice by letter of our coming, and are expected.  I am Frau von Trautenau; these are my two sons, and this is my little daughter, whom I am bringing to stay here.”  She offered her hand cordially to the girl, and looked kindly at her beautiful face.

“I beg that you wilt enter this way, into the parlor,” was the modest reply, as the maiden opened a door on the first floor.  “I will inform Sister Agatha of your arrival.”

It was not long ere the gentle Sister made her appearance.  She was a friendly, motherly-looking woman, on whose gray hair was placed a cap with a pink bow, the badge of the unmarried Sisters.  She greeted the visitors with dignified cordiality.

“Forgive me for bringing my entire family, and allow me to present each member to you,” said Frau von Trautenau, after the first words of welcome.

“My stepson Alexander, captain of infantry, and my trusty adviser and support since my husband’s death; my son Hans, and my daughter Adele, your pupil from this time forward, whom I commend most earnestly to your kindness and care.”

Sister Agatha took the child most affectionately in her arms, and pressing a kiss on her brow, said sweetly: 

“You must confide in me, dear child, as if I were your mother, and I will consider you a sacred trust committed to me.  We are all a large family of Sisters here, who love one another, learning cheerfully and working diligently.  ‘Pray and work!’ This golden proverb is our motto through the day, and the love and industry which you will see everywhere will soon teach you to feel at home among us.”