The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1862-08-28

? She isis right. But I mean what
say. AS surely as the morrow comes, 81
will l.
Come. Good night
She turned from him, aud was about te
enter the garden.
.Berseronette.' he said. quickly. 'one kis:
before l go. Surely my forbearance de-
serves it,
She made no answer, but inclioed he,
head gently towards him. For momen,
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 he placed his hand against the gate
he found it was securely fastened. Bor-
gerone,te had prudentlv look ed it after her.
So the Duke went to his lodgings-he had
taken bachelor departments on bis wedG irg
dav-to dream of Bergeronette.
The next day he went to the cottage in
Rue St. Helene.
He was received by Bergeronette, timidly,
and introduced by her to her mother, fine
matronly dame. who sat uietlv spinning in
the corner. and allowed the young couple to
rove about the garden at will.
The Duke thought she was very sensi-
bic old woman.
hours more in love tnau ever.
He came every day for fortnight, and
every day he pressed his suit. But there
only one way in which Beryero nette
could be woman honorable marriage.
The Duke was in diSpair and at his wits
end. He had a stormy scene with the King,
who threatened to send him to the Bastile
if he did not return to the Duchess.
SO he came to Bergeronette. on the four
teenth day. to make a final effort to obtain
her. They were alone together in the gar
den.
Hear me, Bergeronette,' he cried, when
he had exhausted every argument and found
her still firm i swear to you that were
free. this instant would | wed you. 1 will
confess all to you. have told you that
am Duke. but not nv title. Now you
sh al know all. am the Duke de Franche
Compte, and Il am olretay m uriear
'Muried! echoed Bergeronette with
smoih hered scream.
4 WAS forced into this union by the Kings
comm and. DO not love my wife. | have
never seen her face. left her at the affairs
foot, and we have never met since. She
possesses my title. but you alone possess nv
heart Fly with ms In some distant land
we may dwell in happiness, blessed with
each others society. Time may remove the
obstacle to our union, death may befriend
us, divorce may Q OBJ aimed, and then |
wear TO you by every saint IN Heaven, you
shall become my Duchess!'
Were yo1 free. you would really make
me your wife?'
Il have pledged you my word.'
i believe vou'
You will fy with me?'
Il will
Dear Louis she murmurea. for so he had
taught her to call him. L also have some
thing to impart to you. My name is not
per-e.o"oss", ~"d I "... "0s what yV" s.he
me to be-
What do you mean?'
1 have a title equal to your own
Then this OLD woman?
Is not my mo her. but my nurse
And the man who assaulted you?'
WAS my lackey, instructed for the pur-
pose.
The D IKE looked bewildercd.
And like you,' she continued. 4 am
MARRIED.!
'I'll cut your husbands throat exclaimed
the Duke, wildly.
Il don't think you will when you kn ow
him
Who is he. then. and who you?'
Tam Lyiionie, Duches de Franche Compte.
and you are hes'
The Duke was thunder struck.
Lydonie knelt at his feet.
Forgive me this little plot she pleaded.
it was to gain your love. II it has succeed
ed, am happv-if it has failed. with my
own lips will sue the King for our di-
vorce.'
'Up-up to my heart cried the Duke,
joyfuly. as he caught her in his arms; you
have insured our mutual happiness. All.
none are so blind as those who will not see.
Little did I think when stood blindfold by
vour side at the altar that I was rejecting
such a treasure.
They passed their honeymoon in the lit
tie cottage. aud the Duke was not sent to
the Bastile.