Daily evening star. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1852-1854, 1853-05-16

just forced her way through the crowd.
''It is Susette Lagarde and the student
Etienne Grandier, her lover"
A few weeks after the ball, in the house
of family of high rank, in Paris, lady
reclined in her boudoir in one of those an
tlque chairs, the curved shapes and round
ed backs of which are so characteristic of
the graceful fashions of that day. A dress
of pale blue satin set off the exquisite fair
ness of the skin. Bright auburn hair
combed back from the forehead, fell in
two or three large curls on her neck. Her
features were delicately shaped rather
than regular, her lips of that bright yer
million hue that we often see in children
and partly cased in rose colored slipper,
with very high heel, foot as small as
that of fairy rested on the lap of young
man who half kneeled half sat on cush-
ion at her feet. 1t is not necessary to de-
scribe his appearance, for it was the stu
dent, Etienne Grandier.
The lady smiled tenderly on her lover
as looking anxiously at her he said, "You
say this to torment me: if the danger
were tenfold, would brave it, were but
the peril mine alone"
''But since it is not" she replied,
''since to receive you any longer is fraught
with danger to me as well as to you, the
only course that remains is -''
TO part, he answered. "Be it so,
but remember, it is my life you ask
will not live without you"
"How many have sworn as much, -
said the lady, "and have found women
credulous enough to believe them 2"
" But you are not one of those" said
Grandier, bitter] y; "you have lived
among courtiers, and Judging all men by
that standard, believe me to be as heart
less as they
"Ungrateful :" she exclaimed; chad !
thought so, should have trusted my re
putation in your hands! Had you not
interrupted me, I would have told you,
that though we cannot meet here, we may
do SO elsewhere-and this / was about to
do for one who loads me with reproaches. -
I" Forgive me-" he answered, pressing
her hands to his lips; ''the fear of losing
you made me unjust. Call me not un-
grateful; your generous condescension is
written in characters Of fire on my heart.
Would to heaven it were given me to
prove how lightly l hold my life in com
parison with yosr safety and fair fame"
Etienne Grandier was the only child of
a merchant of Toulouse, who, having
amassed moderate fortune, was anxious
to raise his son to a higher rank in life
than his own. There were no other
means of doing this than by educating
him for the church, a course to which he
was the more inclined from the docility Of
the boys temper, and the superiority of
his talents.
Etienne had been carefully educated !:
and so secure were his parents in the
strength of his principles, that they sent
him to finish his studies in a licentious
capital, without casting thought on the
temptations to which he might be exposed
there.
The character of young Grandier might
be compared to volcano under snow, for
no one who saw the mildness and timidity
of his demeanor, would have suspected
the fiery passions that slumbered beneath.
For some time after his arrival in Paris
the hours not devoted to study were pas
sed in the society of a priest, an old
friend of his family; but intense applica-
ton proved so injurious to his health, that
even father Gerard advised him to seek
occasional amusement. His advice was
! followed, and it was with sincere pleasure