The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1843-08-29

"My father was promoted TO be Captain, after
the campaign Of 1873 Ills pay, guaranteed by tho
treaty, sufficient enable us TO live comfortably
nj Mornex. lie hired house with fine garden
near that Of Andrew. Wo were installed in it, and
for tho first time my mother knew the joys Of domcs.
tic life, TO he az home with her husband aud her child
"The happiness Of which she had dreamed was re-
allied! and night and morning in her prayers, my pi.
Gus mother thanked her God. ....
"'This year. said sio TO me, 'is the only happy
ono that have known
"What n cruel parsimony OF fortune, Madame 10
the best, the most perfect Of human beings!
"The twentieth OF March arrived, and that fatal
day." said Clarn in heart rcndng tone, "that lay
destroyed her happiness forever. and mine, that of
another still every thing!
"Clara clasped her hands; n Sigh escaped from her
broken heart; her face displayed bitter anguish. "My
poor Clara" said I, ''hese rccollections kill you-
Tell me moro, conure you.''
"Thcre is that, Madame, which is moro painful
than tospeak il is to keep silence" snid
she slowly, and placing her hand upon her heart; sit
is TO ccl deep, sharp agony and not 10 he able
! ter cry of despair it is to die &.
smiling because upon TINT smile depends
the security, the happiness of another . . of
Andrew, Madame After have told you all, you
would despise mo if could voluntarily cause him
one moments pain; you wonld how before Andrew,
in his rustic gnrb. Audrcw is the most noble, the
most generous OF men,
My curiosity was excited to the highest pitch;
Clara had loved Maurice She was dying
Of that love. What then had happened to inspire her
with feeling so profound for her aged husband3
"On the first intelligence that received at Nor
mex Of tho lnading Of the Emperor resumed Clara
'my father and Andrew went Immediately TO the
town. My mother, distressed nj such haste, awaited
their return with anxiety. What was he going to do.
Whom my father returned she read his purpose in tho
happiness that his looks expressed. Pale and sad,
she dared not question her husband. Andrew, ex-
cited with joy, entered with tho syndic OF the vii
lage, who would believe that the news was true
My father confirmed IT, and added that he should de-
part on the following day to rejoin the Emperor.
"'But Monsieur Dornes," said our syndic, wait
ut least until you hear further Bonapartc is in France
all that is very well, hc is playing deep game; but
it is not certain that no will win the trick We are
not Frcnclmcn; why should we NEEDLE in hia quar-
rels' Besides. he released You from your oa,hs n,
Fontaineblcau.'
"'Thc syndic is right, my husband, said my moth
timidy, checking tho tears that chokcd her ut
terapce
" 'While my arm hus strength to hold sword
cried my father with cxua,on, 'it shall be at the ser
vce Of the Emperor. II he did release us from our
oaths, mino remains engraved here. The Emperor is
in France am always Frenchman 10 maintain his
quarrel ...
"Andrew npplaudcd with his voice and gestures.
Both, both were bewitched by this man.
@And when alone. louise said my faith
or, do distress yourself thus. II is necessary
honor demands it,
"'And we, Philip, and wc.' said she, in tone to
move the rocks; dose honor go before your wife and
childrcn'' .
/" Honor is priced moro dearly than life, itself,
Louise answered my fathar Il cannot live dshon-
ored. owo all that am TO tho Emperor Napoleon,
and should be renegade il deserted tho Of
my benefactor.' -a
:" But, my husband said again my poor mother,
with tho tenacity Of despair; you have been wound
ed three times-have you no, acquitted your debt
with your blood?'
"'Women know nothing OF these things answered
my father, embracing her. DE reasonable, Louise,
you give mo pain; nothing can make mo change my
resolution
''They left us. Madame, and when they went a
that Heaven will protect your father!'
"Oh, Madame, cannot tell you what my mother
suffered for four long months. Maurice and did
all that could TO console her. I remember that
when told my mother that her new born child
sembled my father. drew from her the first smile
since the departure ofher husband, and though she
read my thoughts, she thanked me and pressed me
TO her heart
"Good old Martha died we wero left alone upon
earth, with no protection save that Of Heaven!
How many ardent prayers did we raise for my faith
or, and for Andrew, the devoted companion of his
pers. ....- ., .-...
.Both returned from Waterloo said Clara: "they
were in that part of the army where the guard had
resolved to retreat with their eagles and the Emperor.
There, Andrew lost his arm. My father, covered
with wounds, had fallen on the field of hattie. With
the arm that remained, Andrew dragged his dying
friend, unit they saved by a Cantienier, the
worthy woman! who placed the wounded men in her
wagon, and carried them TO Charleroy.
UYou know madame, how tho friends of the En-