The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1858-03-18
try, as may be easily imagined. selected the

chateau, furniture and jewels as his lot.
"Monsieur Vatry," said M. Dubois to that
gentleman, seven suppose it had been the
intention Of the deceased to punish her sis
ter, itwo6fd be noble on your part, million.
airs as you are. to give a portion 1t least of
yoHr share to Anne, who wants It SO much. /"
"Thanks for your kind advice, dear SIR"
replied Vutry; "the mansion is situated on
the very confines OF woods, and suits me ad.
mirably, Ill the more so that it is ready fur.
nished. AZ to the jewels of sister Eserie,
they are "reminiscences which one ought
never 10 part with" so -
"Since II is so," said the notary, "my
poor Madame Anne, here is the Prayer.bo
that remains to YOU" - -.7
Anne, attended BY her son, Handsome
boy with blue eyes, took her sisters Prayer
book, and making her son kiss It after her,
she said:
"Hector, kiss this book, which belonged to
your poor aunt, who is dead. but who would
have loved you well, had she known you.-
When you have learned to read, you will
pray to Heaven to make you wise and good
as your father was, and happier than your
unfortunate mother" -
The eyes of those who we're present were
filled with tears, iniotwithstanding their ef.
forts to preserve an appearance of indiffsr-
ence. ,-.a t.
The child embraced tie old book with
boyish fervor, and opening it afterward-
"Oh mamma" he said, "what pretty pic.
tures!" 81
Wndeed," said the mother. happy in the
gladness Of her boy.
ayes. The good Virgin, in red dress,
holding the infant Jesus in her arms. But
why has silk paper been put upon the pic.
tures!"
$50 that they might not be injured hiy
dear" s
"But mamma, why are there ten silk pa.
pers to each engraving!"
The mother looked, and ut,ering sudden
shrek, she fell into the arms of NJ. Dubois,
the notary, who, addressing those present,
said:
"Leave her alone, it won't be much; peo.
pie don't die u these shocks. As for you,
little one," addressing Hector, "give me that
prayer-book; you will tear the engsavihgs."
The inheritors withdrew, making various
conjectures as to the cause of Anne's sudden
illness. and the interest which the notary
took in her. A month afterwards; they met
Anne and her son, exceedingly we'll yet not
e&travagantly dressed. taking an dlfing in q
barouche. This led them to make inquiries,
and they ascertained that Madame Anne Had
recently purchased O hotel for one hundred
and eighty thousand francs, and that she was
giving an excellent education to her soh.-
the news came like thtnderbolt upon them.
Madame de Villeboys and NJ. de Vatry hast.
ened to cali upon the notary to ask for ex.
plantations. The good Dubois was worRing
at His desR.
Perhaps we are disturbing you!'' said the
arrogant old lady.
"No matter. was in the act Of settling
purchase in the state funds for Madame
Anhe."
"What!" exclaimed vatry, "aHef pdr
chasing house and equippages, she has still
money to invesl!" ...-..
"Undoubtedly So" ..
"But where did the money come 'front.'"
"What! did you not see!" ......
"Whenl" ... ....-..
"When she shrieked upon seeing what
the Pruyer.B Book contained which she inner.
rited." ....
"We observed nothing" ...as a
"Oh l thought you saw it," said said the
sarcastic notary. "That prayer book con-
tanned sixty engravings. and each engraving
was Covered by ten notes of a thousand
flancS EACH" h"'.
"Good heavens !" exclaimed vatry, thun-
derstruck. ..... ,.. ......... PEE
"lf l had only known II ~ shouted Ma
dame de VillebOys.
"You had the choiEe;'' added, the notary,
sand myself ufged you to take the prayer.
book, but you refused" .n a ~
"But who could have ex peCted to find a
fortune in a breviary.'"
The two baf1sd old egotists withdrew.
the hearts swollen with passionate envy.
Madame Anne is still in Paris. If you
pass by the Rue Laftte on fine summer
evening, you will see a charming picture on
the first floor, illuminated by the pale reAec'
tion Of wax lights. ~@ '.1
A lady Who Has joined the two fair hands
Of her son, and fair child Of six years oi
age, in prayer before an cid book of"Heures
de la Vierge," and for which case in gold
has been made.
"Prsy for me, child" said the mother.
"And for who else!" inquired the child.
"For your father, your dear father, who
perished without knowing you, without be-
Ing able to lo1ts you."
"Must pray to the my patron saint!"
eyes, my little friend; but do not forget
| saint who watches us from heaven, and wht
smiles upon us from the clouds."
"What is the name Of that saint, mamma
dear!'' a.. .@a.a. As
i The mother, then, watering the fair child
head with her tears, aiswered:
l. .-~.,. TS.- .i.- a. .t b." II