Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1858-07-02
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sister, it would bo noble on your part, mil
lionaro rs you arc 70 give at least portion
Of your share to Anne who wants IL 80
much"
Thanks. for your kind advice. dear sir.
replied Va,ry. " The mansion y situated
on the very confines of my woods. and suits
me admirably. all the more 20 that It is
ready furnished. As n tho jewels oG sister
Eseric, they arc reninseenees which one
ought never 10 part with"
"Sinco il is So" shid the notary. "my
poor Madam anne, here is the prayer book
that remains Ia you."
Anne. attended by her son. n handsome
boy with blue eyes, took her sisters old
prayer book, aud making hsr son kiss it
after her she said
4" 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 good and
wis', asyour father was, and happier than
your unfortunate mother"
Tho eyes Of thoss who we're present were
dlled with tears. notwithstanding their cl-
forts TO preserve an appearances OF indilsr-
cncc.
The child embraced the old prayer.book
with boyi,h l,rror, and opening il no eG-
claimed
"Oh' mamma" he said "what pretty
piciorys!"
+" Indeed, !" aid the mother. happy in the
gladnci' vt her 10y.
"Ycs. TIC good Virgin in red dre...
holding the Iniaui in her arms. Bot Why
mama, had mix paper been Pu. upon the
picturcs2'
80 that they nigh; not be injured my
dear"
"But, mamma, why arc there ten silk
papers to each ensnying?"
III, mother looked aud ui,ering sudden
shrek, she trll into the arm. Of ". Duboi,
the notary, who addressing those present,
said
"Leayo her alone it won't be much
people don't de OF these shocks. rs Tor
yoa little on,, - addressing Hector, give
tue that prayer.l,ok You will tear tho en.
craving.
The iuherit0rs withdrew, making various
CONJECTURE. ~ to the cause Of Anne's ,udden
illness, and the interest which the notary
took IN her. 4 month aiIerWard they met
Anne and her ,1u exceedingly we'll buI not
eItravhEintIy dressed, taking an airing in
a two hursc chariot. rhis lcl them To make
inquiries and they learned tlat Madam
Anne bad recently purchased hotel, for
one hundred aud eighty thouan! francs
and was giving first rate education {, her
son. Tho news came like thunlerholt
upon them. Madam dc Villeboi. aud VI.
vAtry fastened 70 call upon the notary lor
explanations. The good Dubois was work.
ing his desk
"Perhar. We are disturbing you?" said
the arrosan; lady.
"No matter. was In tho act of set
tlipga purchase in tho State fund, for
Madam Anne"
what" exclaimed vatry. carer hay-
ing purchased house aud eqaipage', ,ho has
still money 10 iuvest?"
Undoubtedly So"
But where d,d tie mon"y come from ?"
"What' did you rot seq"
"When ."
"Whcn 'he shrickcd upon seeing what
the prayer book confined which she inhsr.
tied
We ohorved nothing"
"Oh | thought you saw IT," Said the
sarcastic notary. THAT prayer book con-
tanned sixty cngraving-, and each engrn.
wing was covered by ten notes Of thousand
francs each"
GOOD IIeavensr' exclaimed vatry,
thundersituck.
"If had on'y known it" shouted Mad.
am dc vilIsbois.
"lou tad your choice" added the nota.
ry. " and myself urged you to take the
prayer book bat you refused"
"But who could have expected to find
fortune in bresiary?"
The two haaled esotIsis withdrew, their
hearts swollen with passionate envy.
Madam Anne ). still in Paris. II you
pass by tho rue LaGite On fine summer
evening. YOU will see charming picture
on the first door, illuminated BY the pale
reflection Of wax lights.
A lady has j1ined the hands OF her son
fair child Of six years Of ass. in prayer be-
fore an old book Of lleures De Ia yierge,"
and Tor which case IN gold has been made.
"Pray for me, child, said the mother
"And for who el.e2" inquired the cmld
"fur your father, your dear father, who
pcrished without knowing you, without
being able to love you"
"Must | pray to the saints. my pat
ron3"
Z" Ye', my little friend but do not for.
get saint who watches " from Heaven and
who smiles upon us from above the clouds"
"what is the name Of that saint nam.
mai"
The mother, then watering the fair
child's head with tears, answered:
Z" Her name is---Sster Eserie."
Were We to judge OF mankind by the re-