Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1858-01-01
CHAPTER ".

hFiEht ana beautiful was that morn
ing after the storm. The tempest that
the night before, had swept over the
Rhone, and LEFT no trace of its power,
save that, here and there, stood the
bhghted trunk Of an old tree, scorched
and blaekened by the lightning. The
leaves of the trees and shrubbery CULVER
ed with their weight Of rain-drops, that
glittering in the falling sunlight like
caskets Of diamonds and pearls; and the
ripping waves, fiecked with rosy light,
broke on the shore in low, murmurinr
music.
Yet the bright face Of nature awoke
no smile in The heart of Magdalene De
Nalois for, from that low balcony, she
saw forms Of steel-clad men hurrying
here and there through the courtyard.
But she ieIi she was not alone-that n
loved form was near her; still she NOV
ed not, nor turned her gaze from the
courtyard, till she heard her name
breathed by that web known voice.
Then the power Of The strong viii, that
had frozen up the channels Of her young
heart, was over, and she fell weeping into
De Bourn's arms, and her pure soul
went out to his in tears.
4 shade swept over bis face as he
gazed down into hers, smiling through
her tears; then be folded her to his
breast, as tenderiy as mother gathers
up her newborn babe. Their hearts
held communion then the hearts secret,
were known; and glory, as Of heaven.
fell over the aood-tide OF the future.
Then is this rich gift, this angel be-
ing, all mine? o! this we're worth life
time Of misery ? and he drew that light.
girHsh form closer to him, as though
fearful lest some unseen power might
wrest her from him. Yet, would the
fair lily bloom among the heather-c!ad
bills Of ScoilandY ? Aud there was a
deep solieiiude in his earnest gaze, rest
ling on that pale face raised so eonfiding-
lly TO his.
Arnaud fIe said, the loyelight deep
ening in ber large, earnest eyes, have
you not seen the tiny snow-bird outlive
the winter storm God gives il strength.
and he viii give me strength to live for
those love-
Bless thee, Magdalene And may
heaven give me strength to care for thee:
for in my dreams, las, night, thought a
dark browed man tore you from me and
As ! went out into the cold world, Father
Francis bore thee to me ia his arms.
Heaven smiled then, changing sadness
into JOY aud I saw that pale fiice in the
cloud vision, with halo over il, such as
crowns the Virgin Mother. Strange man
though he IS J feel that BE- is NY friend
The fair girl shudderrd. for il brough,
the scene Of that midnight murder before
= her mental vision, and she feared for bis
safety.
bat the siege Of Peronne Have
you heard oft z she asked.
have aad, in an bour, we set Oul
e On the road. | feared might not see
you ere Sc went, and 20 / s.ole away tc
e watch your coming
e And Father Francis Goes hs with
d YOU z
e Yes be isfny cosnpaHinn. You Dc
no, fear 70 trust me aiih him (?
= No. o. no-no ? returned the fai
d girl lie vii protect yoa, Armand.
= Il gives me JOY to hear ihoss words
3 Bot. hasdsleae,' and the youths Ton,
1 was more sgbtssd, i heard the ear,Iina
. speaAing sith che king bot q day sInoe
r aud they spoke q late deeisioa.'
? The yogng eleek paled.
What sas il, Armand ? she asked
> the si.adaes sestlias over tl,al sbite faes
a The King Of Scotland Is % assist you
. royal father with troops ia the eampaigr
= and. when hs returns -