Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1859-09-16

1t was perhaps very silly note, but
remember it to this day. es
After the avowal Of my love, l besought
her to return my affection, and to be faith
fol to me for three years. begged her. in
token of her consent 10 this, 10 wear one Of
my yellow roses in her bosom then, con-
iinued l, shall dare to speak with you with
regard to my-may | not say our mutual
happiness?
.Ahi so you placed the note within the
boquet?" said Nine. LorgercL
IL did, Madam"
"Wcll, and afterwardsf
"Alas! Noemi wore no rose In her bos-
ON that night wished to kill myself;
but my uncle carried me OF in spite Of my
self to Clermount, ingra,iating himself with
the young officers, and succeeding At length
in consoling me, and convincing me that
Noemi never loved me-
.And yet. uncle" exclaimed /, sshe
seemed always 50 glad to see me she re-
preached me so tenderly when I came laie,'
'Ah the women accept the love Of every
one, but it is not every one they love in re-
turn" sos a 80 nfa7 A
So finally succeeded In nearly forget
ting her, and married the colonefs dau2h-
ter, whom lost after eight years of mar
riagc. | am, therefore, alone in the world
now, for my uncle is long dead; yet, would
you believe it, | still sometimes think Of
Noemi, and the wonder Is that always
seem to see her as the young girl Of seven
teen, with her chestnut curls, and, as my
uncle said, her eyes, while ia truth she
must be a somewhat aged dame by this
time.
'l'hen yuu do not know what has become
of herr
Not in the least
'Ah your real name is not Descoudraise,
then 2 - asseHE a
No; i, is the name Of my uncle's es-
tate; my name is Edmund d Altheim.'
Can it be true
'How can you doubt it 2
Il can tell you the fate of Noemi.'
What say you?
Il say that she Lived you.'
But the yellow rose 2
sShe never saw the billet. Your sudden
departure grieved her deeply. Finally she
espouscd NJ. de Lorgerel.'
M de Lorgerel I?
M de orgerel, whose widow now am
What you are you Noemi Amelotr
ALAS yes; as you are, or rather as you
no longer are, Edmond d. Altheim.'
Just Heaven who would have believed
that the day could arrive when we no long,
er should recognize each other
is it not strange-and that We should
only meet again to play tric-trac
But the bouquet r.
Il have still Kept it in my possession
Madame Lorgerel tremulously opened an
ebony box, and drew out faded bouquet.
lutte it, unite it, cried NJ. Descoudraies.
In the centre of the bouquet WAS found
the billet, which had remained there forty
two years.
Both were silent. l rose 10 leave. NJ.
Descoudraies also rose.
Madame Lorgerel seized his hand, and
said to him You are right; the passions
of youth scarce become faces SCARED ike
ours with age. Let not this noble senti-
ment which. perchance, will give happiness
TO the rest of our lives, be subject OF rid
icule- DO not return for few days
Since this time the aged couple are con-
stantly together. There exists between
them an attachment that have scarce seen
equalled. They review together the details
Of this love which was never confessed.
They have thousand things to tell each
other. Their love is retrospective, and
they would still marry but they dare not.