Fremont weekly freeman. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1850-1853, 1851-07-05
The voung Girl looked a. ChaI

affection in the expression Of bis face, that she
could not for moment confound him with
the usual mass ofyonng msn, who, caught by
her pretty face, had sought her acquaintance.
She held out her hand.
Since we are neighbors. LEI US be friends,'
said she.
oh, thank you,' exclaimed Charles, with
burst of genuine gratitude. 'Mademoiselle,
you do me good. have no friends. scarce
I IL ever see a human face which has any SYM
pathy for me- If Mademoiselle would only
let me paint her portraih it would give me
much pleasure sevN $50
| But, Monsieur, It would be encroaching on
your goodness, said Constance, who, however,
looked excessively pleased Is 4ik . b
You accept, then?' -a
I why, Monsieur, I never had my portrait
painted. How could refuse?' sat'o7 '72y23
I'VE would begin to-day; but this is your
.fete Would Mademoisele allow me the hon
or Of taking her out for a walk?'
| Constance, after moments hesitation, ac-
cepted. When one is young, one makes friends
so easily, especially in France; aud then
Charles had the talent of making himself liked
by every body. He entered her little room,
so neat. SO clean, so pretty, it made him sigh,
as he compared it with his own bachelor den,
where no woman's hand had for many months
disturbed either dust or cobwebs. In ten min
utes Constance was ready. igaS seb ssa5 4-
She put on nice bonnet and neat shawl,
the fruits of her industry, and then tripped
down stairs, happy as bird, for we may as
well reveal a secret. Constance had for more
than month Ionged as much 10 make the
ka
make hers 98l 20 l9f 20 =
! They made for the Boulevards mechanical
ly, as, every, body does--followed them some
distance, crossed the magnificent Place de la
sConcorde, the finest place in the world. enter
ed the Champs Elysees, and by common con-
sent made for the Bois de Bonlogne. Itlwas
lovely day, but though they had both seen
many such, yet they thought they never had.
They scarcely spoke. They walked arm in
arm, side by side, and in the wood hand in
hand Once Charles asked Constance if she
enjoyed herself 80, 4
4 am so happy. she replied, raising her
dove like eyes beaming with happiness to-
wards him. -.
There was something in the words, in The
look, which made the young mans heart beat
with intense emotion Thus passed the day
in occasional conversation, in constant walking,
until both felt hungry. They then entered the
house of an humble traiteur, and the young ar
tist offered his fair young friend very plain
dinner, but which neither wonld have ex-
changed for the feasts of the Palais National.
Happy age! happy feelings! happy Charlesl
HAPPY Constance!
| Towards dusk they returned 10 Paris, and
theryoung man insisted, ,ou the occasion of the
girls, .fete, upon taking her TO The theatre.--
They selected moderate priced seat, and
here again, the thing being rare TO both, they
enioyed themselves exceedingly. On leaving
the theatre. they walked quietly home and
parted, to think with rapture on the happiest
dav which either had ever yet spent
The acquaintance so pleasantly made, was
continued. Every morning they nodded to
each other from their windows. and about mid
dav, Constance, gave the artist a sitting. Sew
eral times, too, Charles brought in sketches
TO show her, and then in the evening he would
get books from cabinet de lecture and read
to her Every day their happiness seemed
to increase They learned each others good
qualities Charles was well-read. well-educa-
ted. with a fund Of anecdote, and rich stores
of knowledge. Constance knew little, but she
was an apt scholar. She had quick intelli.
gence, q noble and generous heart, and she
was pure and innocent as a child
/ For some weeks the lovers, for such they
now were, went on, each day happier than
the last The portrait made little progress
berause Constance could spare little time. and
hecanse Charles talked more than he painted
Still it went on. ...
i At the end, however of month, Constance
remarked that Charles was paler than usual
that his spirits seemed gone. he brought nc
book in the evening. and went away early Il
bed. She questioned. him. poor girl, for she
was deeply anxious She feared he was fail
fing i'll, chat he would die. and then, poor or
phan child. what was to become of her Fo,
Constance loved him dearly, as woman only
love men who are above the common mass
men of mind and intellect, though women who
can love such men are more rare and preciou.
than ought else in the world. 5s9 7a. ne
She watched narrowly the painters face
and the wild eye and haggard looks made he
sec that the sufferings of Charles were more
mental than anything else. The mind was il
at ease. She offered to go in and work in hi
room, while he painted, but he stammered ou
some excuse, and declined. 1t was clear thel
he had a secret and woman's curiosity was a
once at work, She questioned him, she coaxed
she was cross with him, but all in vain, he re
turned but vague answers to all she said.-
Constance became uneasy; what could th
matter be? He became paler every day, ant
came less to see her. One day she heard hin
leave his room and go hurriedly down stairs
She run out TO speak 10 him, to ask when h
would come back, but he was gone His ke,
was in his door. Moved by an irresistible in
fiuence. she entered his room. 1t was mis-
cradle garret, containing nothing save fey
. paintings, and a matrass on the floor Not
chair, not table, not scrap of anything i
the shape of clothes or food. Constance rush
ed out of the room, turned the key, gained he
own lodgings, threw herself on her bed an
: sobbed aloud Charles was starving. A fe,
pawn-broker's tickets lying on the mantlepiec
: :, had more than.any thing else convinced hero
this fact uodi .7szl1. -ssi Boz 1l.a zs- 4 ssi4
e The pain and suffering endured By Cor
: stance is not to be described. Her feeling