Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1846-02-26

up a stone, aud split open Augustus head ;
he. on The Other hand, dealt The old n'an such
blow that he leIi sensclcss
"Oh, run, run, Augusiu-, said !. IT ihr
police should catch you. You are lost lie
obeyed ne md ncd and ! have never seen
hlm since. My father soon came Ia and
gave ne a dreadful heating. lie determined
to marry me olf and easily found man who
was willing To take me without my affection,
IN consideration Of good dover. When
was tired of being beaten every morning aad
night. | became Madame Pichard. never
loved my husband, he knew that my father
used to beat me. and he followed his example.
| We wandered over the whole of Frame, u,
great want and misery for the most part, tlll
your lordshlp's kindness gave US support
! This is my story
/ And what became OF handsome Gussy"
'ne thought he had killed my father, aud
lef, the village. He was lad Of courage ;
no doub, lie enlisted perhaps he IL now a
colonel, general, or count, Who knows un-
less he was killed in battle. But ! cannot
believe that he is dead; ! have been lo0klng
for him these forty years ] expect every
moment to hear him knock at the door and
see him come IN with his graceful figure, his
mild blue eyes, and waving locks
i So then you suppose, my good lady, thn,
your tiussy is yust the same nov as he was
then p
so fancy, please your lortishlr.
why, that IL folly you. Augustus has
grown old like other men by tins time his
face must be wrnkled, his head bald, aud hS
/ figure bent double. If you were 10 see ham
now won would not know him.
H 'Oh, that's impossible | can't believe
that he's 80 changed, bni AT any rate should
know him among thousand. Pot hnn IN
the middle OF an army, and III lay my lite
I'd recognize him al the very hrs'.'
\ 'Nou are mistaken, madam, Jon dwell IN
fancy on the youth of twenty. not on the old
man of sixty five and Augustus, himself, Il
he was 10 sec yuu. would not know You
TO prove this TO you-you have both Of you
lived six months in my house. without cl,hcT's
ever suspec,lng that The other was-'
Il What what does your lordShlp mean !?
asked the old woman, anxiousy.
TO undeeeivc you, Margaret-l am yocr
Augustus
Madame Plchard sprung up from her chair,
and held up both hands she could not be
leve hun.
oh, dear is your lordship handsome
Gussy -
'Ccr'ainly.'
The handsomcst young fellow IN the vii
lagcn
Yes, Margare', forty five years ago.
Was 1t tou that used to meet down IL
our garden"
\ 'A'as yes, Margaret
\ Was II you, your lordShip-l mean, Au-
gusrus-l mean your IordshIp- that ny faith
er lnt with a stoAc !"
\ The dlcniIary took of his skull cap and
showed distinct scar on his sbarcn crown,
II can tell you all in a very few words
When thought had killed your father, J
fled. took refuge IN IA convent the good
fathers gnvc me an education; ! wanted TO
90 back 10 France 10 claim yonr hand, when
heard ot your marriage ! determined To
take orders | abandoned the Idle pursuits
Of my youth. aud dcvo,cd myself to study
aud prayer. | returned to France ] preach
cd some thirty years, when | was nonna'
ted to The sea, | now occupy. Yon must
stay with me-, Margaret; we are both OF us
so old and so changed now, that there IL no
danger IN the remembrance Of the past
You see now that your fancy was fed by
mere illusion, the object Of your lirs, love
was before your eyes, yet you did not know
hm. nor nc you. Nothing is lasting in this
world, nv chlld,-all is vanity and vexatIon
of spirit"
Madame Plchard continued TO be the very
model Of careful housekeeper. The scr.
wants stood in awe Of her, and believed that
she was crazy, Tor they often heard her nut
ter to herself, when she thought she was a.
lone.
'Oh, dear his lordship my handsome
(inssy-oh dear oh dear p Translated from
he French, for The " Y. Mirror.