The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1850-12-18
A CLEVER STORY.
THE PROOF

9.
- THE PROOF. %
I Translated for the Bssson journal. from The
FFenrh Of Marc Perrin. w
! -la Duplcssis street. whicl, leads 90 ivrr.
sailles. a yanng MN. named Leopold De-
liliulc. was half concealed brhind gate,
waiting with great isnpsiienrc, like spoil-
ed child. b, surprise his nurse. Az lerg,h
the ,loor Of an elegant honse opposite was
Opened. aud a young officer. in The uni-
fnrnn "f The llnssars. descended The steps.
snd disappeared: lie was sson followed
hy an aged gentleman. and then Monsieur
Leopold. uho f-ll like most lnvers. sprsng
across The street. and was soon a,lsnilied
10 the presenrr OF his helored Cecile.
whom he had so long sought 10 End
alone. s,e
She was in mnst richly decarsie,l
parlor. seated neat ihe 6rc. with hook
in her hand. of which she was only turn
ing over The leaves instead of reading. aud
appeared whally indifferent 10 everv thing
Rise. Al his sppr,aeh. she put the book
aside and hooked steadily al him.
. Well. Cecile.' said he. Is
.Well. my dear I.ropold." replied The
young girl. 10 melancholy tone. ~
.Auswer me, Cecile. have nothing
10 hope for--am ! wholly iossi Do sou
mol love me 1, ,if,a 81. lte aasi nn =
:. Can YOU doubt H." answered she,
casting down her eyes. :. .aseslo
My God, no. but | AN afraid your
father will not accept me Tor son-in-law.
though he mu>i see our love" W
IIi- signs. his l,oks, his ai,i,ude--all
spoke The most violent passion. d he
pressed her hand IN his. .is.
/" Hear me. Lsopakl. my father Mon
sieur Dnpois loves me ienderly, and
wishes 10 give my hand 10 The man that
he brlieves the mnst snilahle, by his po-
siion and his fortune, 10 make me hap
py." og sa II
"Bitlhipk Of my love-" exclaimed the
Young luvef. t..s0... N
YES replied Cecilc. "love is all We
think of: bu, our fathers have different
l,leas; they consider life unstable. Iigh,
and -"
Buf," interrupted he. "you cannoi
believe that MY love would ever be weak.
ened.--ever change"
NO. indeed. Leopold, i, is my fslher
who has these sentiments. not me. You
know that Captain De Marsan. in The
regiment of hatssars. arrived here the day
before Yesterday"
Yes, and waited for yonr father and
him TO leave the house. before presented
myself. tha, need no, meet this odions
rivai." ess
"Cap,ain Dc Marsan is the son of my
fathers inosl intimate lriedli. and is him-
self on very friendly terms with my br"-
thers; you know they were in The same
cavalry. 'fhe two fathers promised 10
unite Their chil,hen--or. rather Monsieur
De Marsan a>ked the favor Of my hand
for his son, who believes he has siuieni
passion faF me.
And Monsieur Dubois has refused
nothing. either TO father or son = asked
Leopold. his face growing pale with an
ger.
Nothing al ALL replied The poor
girl.
Nor you eilher!" !
J" l."opn d. sou eanno, donb. my love,
but | have all my life oheyed my father
he wishes me TO marry Guslave de Mar
san, who he thinks is every way calcula-
tel 10 make me happy, and should mol
consent. a quarrel would take place be-
tween hi;an and his dearest friend, which
ms father adls. lse could not survive"
Here the voice of Cccile was hardly an'll'
BILE: aud her sobs and lears were unconlro-
liable. AZ lengfh she said.S''I must be The
vic,im Of filtal piew.l will no, be an un'
natural daughter" M,
.rhus you have given yourself M.
lcried Leopold, "yon whom J adore, aud
Cor whom would give hundred lives
aud without YOU il will be impossible io'
me To exist."
s.You had better see my father your
self. give yod free leave" Z
mo, Cecile, ne. / wtil see Capiail
Msrsan; vii either sacrifice him, 2
die in The all, mp,."
!" Da mol. my friend. ! heseech yon
make me The price of blood; | am 90
The wife. ..ef our n, d. andany ia;l,er ma,
releni; ifynu have any affection For mf
you will give UP your prejfct VI sre
frepge."