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

nj Geneva, and thus to prepare for him honorable
future The distance from Mornex 10 Geneva WINS
not so great but that he could go at least three times
week, for il was not possible TO think Of sending
him there TO board, it would be so expensvc! And
my good mother wished that he should be properly
dressed, that he might not be sighted or Inundated
among his new companions.
81 was too young then TO appreciate tho wise in
tontions OF my mother, md was desonte this mr.
rangement. Maurice was tho sole companion of my
studies, of my plays, and was so lonely during his
absence. Sometimes we went to the mountain to a
wait his return; the moment he perceived us, his face
was expressive of joy, md he ran towards u.s. lie
always brought some sketches, that my mother might
Judge Of his progress. Whom he was nj the head Of
his cnss, she kissed him MS though he had been her
own son. Oh! were wenot happy then. we two. and
Maurice!
In recalling the sim pie and touching souvenirs Of
the past, the present forgotten Tho poor sick
girl rcgancd her animation and vvaciiy. Her cheeks
ordinarily so pale, were slightly flushed her look had
mn expression which had not seen before; and on
her noble face read The secret of her love.
"But, Madame, these details cannot interest you."
said She nterrupting herself with that naivcty which
gave such charm TO the recital; "when trio you,
hope you will tell me-"
"Oh! no, my dear Clara, you do not tire me-"
said I, smiling; ego on, pray you.'
"Tho year 1912 had Just commensed," resumed
shc, "my mother received letter from my father
dated ut Maycnce; another arrived from Smoenslt,
and another from Varsoyie. The army moved far
hcr oG,nnd still farther every day. At length we re-
ceved no more letters OH how sad We were Ma
hy tharty OH IF ool
fear; she did not sleep, she scarcely existed She
became hut the shadow Of her former aelr
Gone morning. il wns tho beginning Of December
my mother in despair resolved go to tho town TO
sccl< for somn intelligence We were French, then.
Madame; the authorities would probably know whcrc
the army was of which her husband formed part;
the snow covered our mountains two feet in depth,
the roads impossible, but what could keep her
hack when hope had once shed its light upon her
heart Martha feared for her, and cndcavorcd 10 dis
suadc her. No, said she, death is preferable to tho
anxiety which fortunes I win 20 to Geneva. II
is the first time that disregard tho request Of my
husband, but we must know fate Poor Martha
also anxious for her SON md my courageous mo.
Their departed, accompanied by Maurice who with an
iron stick in his hand went before her across tho
mountain.
scarcely eight years old, md already had served an
apprenticeship OF wretchcdncss! .... a
"ht night veryIate, my mother returned, benumbcd
with cold, she fell into chair, and silent as though
Supplied she answered not gu cstions; her stiff
fened fingers graspcd convusveIy n paper. I,
weeping, and on my knees before her begged her to
speak to me; she could not. Tears FELL down tho
wrnkled checks of poor Martha andrew! Philip,
cried she with sobbing voice. At the name of her
adored husband my mother awokc as from Dream
Philip Philip! he has passed that horrible bridge.
Ho is not dead. OH Heaven. It is
impossible, said she; distractedy.
"My unhappy mother arrived at Geneva to rend
what called tho TOenty-ainh bulletin; you
will perhaps remember it, Madamc tho French cou-
ricr had just brought it. Eighteen months
more of torture, Of anxiety succeeded. l know not
how it was that my mother did not sink under her
grief
cat length, 1914 arrived and rs ever before,
regaining her husband, my mother forgot whole ages
ofmiscry She could scarcely contain herself for
Joy But he afflicted for all tina, had befallen the
Emperor: no was inconsolabe. Andrew also
with US. Louisa said my father, ' is to Andrew
that you ore indebted for my return. He twice saved
nv life in the retreat by rotbng himself Of clothing
to cover me, by restoring my strength, when, worn
out with weakness and cold, and yielding TO over
towering heaviness, wished to sleep the
-epose of death on the frozen fields of Russia' My
mother pressed the rude hands Of Andrew in her own;
sho thanked him with her sweet smile. 'Hc has
kept all his promises. good bro,hor said sheand
Andrew was happy, oh! how happy! a a.. 1
"Then my father, who really loved him like
brother related that at the terrible battle OF Mos
cow, Andrew, who only quarter master, at the
head Of twenty brave ike himself, attacked and
carried Russian battery which had killed his colo
mel, and the Emperor, reward so heroic IN action
had promoted him to leutennncy in presence of oil
the army. . And the year afterwards nt ila-
nau, where the imperial guard SO brnvey fought the
enemy, Andrew had two horses shot under him, and
had so much distinguished himself that he returned
TO Franco with the Of honor.
.sYou should have the joy that lighted up the
face of Andrew my father spoke. you should
add. Philip, said he, 'that the Emperor was not un-
grateful . NY life is still at his service,