approach nearer to the window in order to get a glimpse of their owner's face. Presently the inn-keeper passed in new felt boots, and soon afterward came the water-carrier. There next appeared on the scene an old soldier of the time of Nicholas. He also had on felt boots, but they were worn and old. In his hand he carried a shovel. Martin recognized him by his boots. The old soldier's name was Stepanovitch, and a neighboring merchant had out of charity given him a home and allowed him to assist the inn-keeper with his duties. He came close to Martin's window and began clearing away the snow with his shovel.
Martin glanced at him from time to time, and finally resumed his work.
"See here!" said Martin, "I must be growing foolish in my old age;" and he laughed softly to himself. "Old Stepanovitch comes and clears away the snow, and I at once become impressed with the idea that Christ is coming to see me. Old fool that I am! I must
