Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1841-12-18

thanks until we met again, vanished from
my side. In the darkness it was imposs-
BILE to discover his features; were we to
meet again, | question if l should even
recognise him ..., W.. ......,.. '.... 49,
. Then his nameP inquired de Clisson.
lis unknown to me- replied Isoline.
That he heard mine | am certain, and
therefore marvel that he has never been to
Tancarville.' '.r ..#..... .....-..
'Mayhap, fair lady, this unknown gallant
does not carry his heart upon his sleeve,
pettishly interrupted De Montenay, who
had rejoined the party 9
Sir, will you hear me p Isoline was about
to take an angry notice of his words, but
checking herself, continued--'H do wonder
much that he has never been TO Tancar-
vile to reclaim a poignard, which was
found and presented to me by one of the
servants of the Count de Montmerenci.
Know any of we its owner good lords!
1t is of rare and curious workmanship,
most delicately wrought, and on the blade
deeply carved, the motto jusgu'a mort
But see; we are arrived. Ha! what was
thatP 1897 , ... '..
A distant peel Of thunder was heavily
echoed among the hills around them. Iso-
line cast her eyes down the valley, as she
crossed the drawbridge of the Chateau
Of Tancarville; all was calm, lovely, and
still-the stiffness and repose Of sum-
mer's eve. s' ..l. .. ...,..f. r. g..
! Was not right when we parted hence
at noon, sweet maid!' cried de Montenay,
pleased at the fulflment of his evil predic-
tons. Fair as this July day commenced,
| knew that it would close in thunder and
storm" We are arrived in time; fearful
and an Angry night is nighp and spring
ing from his saddle, he attempted to assist
Isoline to,dismount. ...u . .,. 49,.
4 thank you, Count de Montenay, but
can alight without your aid; my steed is OF
the same mood as her mistress, and affects
you not Yet stay, messieuIs,' she contin-
ued, as the mobiles were entering the castle
there was one of you to whom | had
whercwithal to say. Who was il! who
was it!' unused the vain and tyrannical
beauty. Il do remember now; it was
AIain-Alain de Roye, my fathers favorite
man-at-arms. Cali him back, Count de
Montfort, he passes by the postern yonder.
And Craron de Montfort, fastening to obey
the imperious command, soon brought De
Roye to her presence.
The appearance of the man-at-arms was
prepossessing in the extreme. His person
fine and noble; his bearing active, ye
graceful. A playful smile on his lips be
spoke the lightness of bis heart, withou
so far destroying the expression of hi
face as to interfere with the delcrmineC
resolution displayed therein. But now
blushing to his brows, his looks Of fearEes
franllness vanished as his eyes met The
sneering lip, and the ridiculous affcctatiol
of solemn respect with which the lords o
high and noble blood around admitted him
a hireling combatant, to their circle. ...
His reception was not unnoticcd Or unfel
, for by Isoline. ..................
i heard my father say, this morning
= she began, that you are about to quit hi
; service and our castle for Paris. He ha
( urg red this on you for the advancement q
your fortunes, and while he loses his mos
: faithful servant; has the qualification @
giving to his monarch one, of whom wer
there more in France, her enemies. woul
> have learned to rue her name ere now
Since you have entered the Chateau o
Tancarville, | owe you much in thanks TO
, many services; slight and trivial as som
may deem them, they would in more in
, stances than one, have added nobility t
. the noble. Accept, with every wish 10
your success, she concluded, accept il
my name a purse, which the seneschal O
the castle will give you, containing on
! hundred marks Of gold
: Lady, exclaimed Alain de Roye, blush
i ing yet more deeply, as though even paine
> at the nature of the gift, and dropping o
! his knee, i am an outcast, not KNOWN
: whence sprung,--am poor, but do NJ
need your gold. My sword suficcs tc
;, me, 90 where | may; but if dare pre-
e sumo on services which you named
!, ] dare crave boon--if one who, mid
r the fair and lovely of this earth. never "
= knew or had friend, might from the love
= Hest and fairest of them all, entreat
! boon'-and as he glanced upwards at he
e face, the tears shining in her large eye
. treasured him, while he whispered in i
: most inaudible tones,--then. for serVtc
: rendered in moments the happiest of 81
y life, you will allow me 10 look upon Il
\. poignard you mentioned but now, befo
10 | depart :... ..-... ..
If The mobiles laughed; but the firm vol
,e and contracted brow of Isoline check,
re their mirth. You shall sec it, she sa
n 'now---instantly. Remember it well, al
i. the motto that it bears; andif ever, whit
d. far from here, you meet tho oman w
Ne should have. claimed it long ago, tell hi
y that she who owes her life torhim, fond
ID hopes that he will one day receive /