The Lansing state Republican. [volume] (Lansing, Mich.) 1855-1874, 1862-04-16


why should you carer"
because love him." answered Lydonia in.
nocentIy.
"Love him ="
"Oh, 90 dearly: that 10 why | married him.
have loved him from the moment 6rst behsld
him. And now that ava HE wife he uill not
look at me-"
Lydonie burst into flood Of tears and sank
down upon . sofa.
The King pitied her sincerely but what could
he do! He had forced his sou to marry aer,
but he could not force him to love her.
He thought of the BAstile. Ii weuld rot
make him love his wife to send him there
well, vel" he said, "You are his wife, l
will make him Duke, and, dare say you
viii find him at home before morning"
With these words the King Withdrew.
Lydonie was left alone with her sorrow, But
she was not one to droop long. She dried. her
tears, and looked al the better for them, like .
rose after shower.
Her old nurse came in, and together they in
| spected her new home. which Lydonie found
entirely TO her satisfaction.
The Count did not come home that night.
week passed by and he did not mako his
appearance. Lydohie came to the conclusion
that he never would come.
She knew il was useless to appeal to the King
He had made Franche COmpte q Duke but he
could do nothing for her.
She determined TO ascertain what her husband
was about.
She dispatched trusty servant for Intelligence,
and, like all wives who place spy upon their
husbands movements, she was not at all pleased
with the news she received.
The Duke was plunging into all kinds of dis.
sipaion. He was making leve to all the pretty
n nft tho = Al D. @.
Antoine.
In fact, for newly married man his conduct
was shameful
ITO leave me to run after such cdnaile ~
exclaimed LydOnie.
She paused, suddenly. An idea had entered
her brain. She determined to act upon it.
While she is meditating upon it let Us see
what the Duke was about.
One night, about eight DAYS after his marriage,
the Duke, plainly attired and muffled in a cloak,
roamed through the FaubOurg st. Antoine, as
WAS his wont, in quest OF adventures.
As he tarned the corner Of enc Of these mar.
row lanes, that intersected that quarter at that
period, piercing shrek burst upon his ear, min.
g ed with suffOcating cries for assistance.
The Dukes sword was out in an instant He
was brave to rashness. Without q moment 3
thought, he plunged into the lane.
Ho beheld female struggling in the grasp
of a man.
The man fed precipitately at his approach,
and the girl sank into his arms, convulsively ex.
claiming:
"Ssve me, oh, save me! !"
The Duke sheathed his sword, and endeavor.
ed to calm her fears.
He led her beneath the lamp that swung at
the corner.
"Why, you are q perfect little beauty" he
cried, rapturously, and in surprise.
The girl cast down her eyes and blushed
deeply, and the Duke felt the little hand that
rested on his arm tremble But she did not
seem displeased.
,mcNwe came T ifun IN nehiine-motn-r anu L.
From the country. eh' Where do yeu
live, my pretty blossom."
"In Rue st. Helene"
"Why, that 10 some distance from here.
Will you not permit me to escort you home
These streets are dangerous, as you have fousd,
to one as beautiful a. you are"
81 would very much like to have you zee me
home it-if-"
She paused and appeared confused"
eff what ?" asked the Duke, eagerly.
"If you would only be so goods to prom
isc not ,o-to try-to-kiss me again-if you
|
The Duke was charmed. There was q sim
p!icity. q freshness about this Young girl which
pleased him.
al give you my word ass gentleman" he
said frankly, that no action Of mine shall dis
please you, if you accept my escort
She came to his side, and took his arm With
confidence.
81 atm not afraid of you, she said, with swse
simplicity, II know that YOU are too good Z
injure me-"
The Duke binshcd for .ho 6sst TINA s. h
could not remember how msny years-he knes
he was receiving q better character than he de
served.
"What is your name." he asked, A. the!
proceeded on their way.
I" Berg eerohette," she replied.
"What pretty name and SO you live her
in Paris all alone with your MOTHER"
"Yes,"
81 dare say you have plenty Of sweethearts:
"Ne, / haven't one"
"What, no one that loves you:"
None" replied Bergeronstte, quite sadly.
"Woud you not like swesthearte"
" "Perhaps."
"You must be particular in your choice,
YOU would have had sweetheart before nov
What kind of one would you like, nov"
Those sparkling gray eyes we're lifted 20 h
for a moment
IL would ike one, if you please, like
like"
Like what -
"Like leu"
"Phew." thought the Duke, " am gettis
on here. Now, is this cunning, or is it simple
3 v?"
They walked o. for some time in silence.
D Berceronette checked the Duke before Il
tie cottage, with garden in front. There vi
{ a wicket gate leading into the garden.
"Here is where live" she said.
d She took akey from her girdle and unlocke
the gate.
" "Wi che invite me to enter! thought q
Duke-and the thought Was father to the wisl
GOOD night, sir" said Bergeronetts, az
q mspy thanks for your kindness"
Y "She is a DIANA" was the Dukes mens
e reflection.
/. "ShaI never have the pleasure Of seeil
Il YOU again ?" be asked.
,. "Do you wish t." she said, earnestly.
II "Nost ardently!"
An oath arose to the lips of the Duke, but
70 prudently checked il.
"Will YOU receive me to morrow
"You NAV come, and il mother IS vi
Of iOs-yes"
N "You will have forgotten me BY to morrov
ID az shall never forget you
"I have heard my mUther say the men AVA
j. proeest more than they mean"
"Your mother i-" the Dake paused q
70 bit his lip. :,
o. "What is she ?" asked Bsrgeronetts arch
q. - Rus moan What Y