The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1862-05-16
SAINT PAUL. FRIDAY, MAY l6 1862
that rested upon bis arm tremble. But she
did not seem displeased.

that rested upon his arm tremble. But she
did not seem displeased.
'Do you reside in PARISH"
"Yes but we have only been bere a
short time-we came from BellviIIe-- mother
and l."
From the country eh? Where do you
live by pretty bIossom?"
1" In the Rue St. Helene"
"Why that is some distance from here.
Will you not permit me to escort you home?
These streets are dangerous, as you have
found, to one as beautiful as you are"
&C would very much like to have you
see me home-if-it-"
She paused and appeared confused.
"If what ?" asked the Duke eagerly.
"If you would only be so good--as to
promise not Toto try-to-kiss h.e again
If you please, sir, replied the girl, limos
Gently.
The Duke was charmed. There was
simplicity, freshness about this young girl
which pleased him.
be said frankly, I" that no action of mine
shall displease you, if you accept my ea-
cOrt."
She came to bis side and took bis arm
with confidence.
"I'm not afraid of you," she said with
sweet simplicity, "you are too good to in-
jure me-"
The Duke blushed for the first time in
he could not remember how many-years.
He knew he was receiving better charac.
ter than be deserved.
"What is your name?" he asked, as they
proceeded on their way.
Bergeronette," she replied.
What q pretty name And so you
live here in Paris all alone with your moth.
err"
eyes"
II dare say you have plenty Of sweet
hearts ?"
"No, l haven't one"
"What, no one that loves you!"
"None," replied Bergeronette, quite
sadly.
"Would you not like sweetheart ?"
"Perhaps."
"You must be particular in your choice,
or you would have had sweetheart before
now. What kind of one would you like
now ?"
Those sparkling grey eyes were lifted to
bis moment.
81 would like one, if you please, like
"Like what?"
"Like YoU!'
"Phew !" thought the Duke, IL am get.
ting on here. Now, is this cunning or is it
SIMPLICITY"
They walked on for some time in silence.
Bergeronette checked the Duke before
little cottage with a garden in front.
There was wicket gate leading into the
garden.
"Here is where / live" she said.
She took key from her girdle and un-
locked the gate.
"Will she invite me to enter ?" thought
the Duke--and the thought was father to
the wish.
"Good night, sir" said Bergeronette,
"and many thanks for your kindness"
"She is Diana J" was the Dukes men.
tai reflection.
"Shall never have the pleasure of sees
ing you again 2" said the Duke.
"Do you wish it 2" she said earnestly.
"Most ardently."
"I'l ask my mother"
An oath rose to the Dukes lips, but he
prudently checked it.
"Will you receive me tomorrow ?"
{" You may come, and if my mother is
Willingness"
/ shall be here sure"
"YOu will have forgotten me by tomor-
row."
Il shall never forget youW
II have heard my mother say the men
always protest more than they mean."
"Your mother is" the Duke paused
and bit his lip"
"What is she?" asked Bergeronette
archly."
"She ISIS right. But mean what
say. AS surely as the morrow comes, so
will l."
"Come. Good Night"
She turned from him, and was about to
enter the garden.
"Bergeronette," he said, quickly, zone
kiss before | go. Surely my forbearance
deserves it."
She made no answer but she inclined her
head gently towards him. For moment
she fingered in his arms, and then tore her.
self from his embrace and passed quickly
through the gate.
The Duke determined to follow her,
When be placed his hand against the gate
he found it securely fastened. Bergeronette
had prudently locked it after her.
So the Duke went to his lodgings-he
had taken bachelor apartments on his wed.
ding day-to dream of Bergeronette.
Inc next DAY be went to the cottage in
Rue st. Helene.
He was received by Bergeronette timidly,
and introduced by her to her mother, a fine
matronly dame, who sat quietly Spinning in
the corner. and allowed the young couple to
rove about the garden at will.
The Duke thought she was very sensi.
BILE old woman. asa