The Shasta courier., 1862-10-11
Restored to Life.

In the year seventeen hundred and nine
ty-seven, Monsieur de Feron, widower, an
sidvocate in good practice and repute, resid-
ed at Marseilles with an only child who had
Just completed her nineteenth year. Made
moiselle Mathildi de Feron, being young
lady Of great personal attractions, amiable
disposition, and by no means dowerless
maiden, had, as matter Of course, a crowd
of admirers among them certain Monsieur
Eugene d. Beaurepaire, lieutenant of cui-
rassiers, gentleman of good family and
distinguished appearance-abl to hold his
own both in the ball room and in the field
1t was not surprising, therefore. that even
the belle of Marseilles should listen to his
vows with willing ear, nor that her father,
well informed as to military pretendants,'
position and prospects, should give the COR
dial welcome Of son-in- law expectant.
So far, the course of this true love ran
very smooth indeed The lieutenant, pos
sessing and exercising all the rights of fu-
ture husband, medtated seriously Low to
disclose, whether by letter or by interview
love made him nervous and timid-the news
of his projected marriage to his relatives
The whole town of Marseilles looked for
ward to the approaching nuptials as to a
festival, when-down came an order from
himself in readiness for foreign service,
The next morning, at o very early hour,
he presented himself at Monsieur de Ferons
residence, and communicated the distress
ing news. lie himself was in despair-Ma-
thilda in speechless 81 ef-=eyen her father
was overwhelmed with the intelligence
But when the first shock was over, some fee
BILE glmmcr.ngs of hope began to revive
The lieutenant talked of fastening the mar
Stage, and taking his wife with him. Mon
rieur de Feron would not listeI to it. He
then offered to resign his commission. Mon
sieur de Feron would not listen to it. An
act of consumate folly" replied his senior,
who in the meantime was calmly resolving
upon line of action " The engagement
shall continue, F" he said at length, but you
most wait for matrimony until you return
from the wars'' Refusing to entertain for
a moment Beaurepare's final proposal to
.marry Mathida forthwith. and leave her in
her fathers care, he continue - You are
both very young TWO or three years separa-
ton will only test the strength of your affec-
ton, and eventually you will be happier for
this trial. y
The usual protestations of loye and con-
sltancy We're exchanged. The moon, so
friendly to lovers, witnessed their vows, as
they sat beneath :; fragrant orange tree la
de.s with flowers. They fixed the hours in
which they should think of one another, and
ended in agreeing to think of each other az
rags \ and as the lieutenant imprinted a
passioiaate farewell on the lips of his beaqti-
full mistress, she murmured g o, Eugene!
# / were dead your KISS ,could recall me to
WeW AND with these strange words they
parted
Six years passed away. In the year
eighteen hundred and three Major Eugene
de Beaurepaire LANDED at Cherbourg, and
on the thirteenth Of August arrived at his
mothers house at Fontainebleau. Hard
fighting and hard fare had been onr hero's
portion since his love- making days at Mar
seiIles-three times severely wounded-once
left for dead on the feld-and for the last
two year a prisoner in England Madame
de Beaurepaire welcomed her son as one
1isen from the dead but after the first
transports of reunion was over. she noticed
a strange sorrow and disquiet in his looks,
and preoecupation in his replies. He en-
deayored to account for it on plea ofill- health.
Six years. of hardship had indeed left their
mark behind but he did not add that de-
cent pretext for tearing himself away, and
fastening on the wings of love to Marseilles,
would effect marvellous cure.
The very first moment he could frame an
excuse for his departure, he secured place
on the MALE post for Marseilles, and on the
twenty first of August threaded his way once
more through the well known streets to-
wards Monsieur de Feron' S residence The
door was opened by servant in deep
mourning. q Monsieur de Feron is danger
ously i'll, and the doctor has forbidden him
to receive VISITORS said the man.
/ And Mademoiselle Mathilde ~ faltered
de iseaurepaire.
T. She has been married for more than
three years. sir, to Monsieur LIE Moine. the
Judge-de- Paix. All, sir ~ he added, at last
recognizing the major, 'we heard you were
killed in Egypt
is Madame lie Moine living in Mar |
seiIes?' he asked, with tremendous effort
to keep calm. The man hesitated. . Five
days ago, sir, she died. She was buried, yes
terday. at St. Gervais."
De Beaurepaire heard him finish the SEN
tence, and then fell senseless to the earth"
When he recovered, be found himself stretch
ed on couch. in room ne we'll remember
ed. He lay there pale, motionless. and full
OF thought-not indulging in vague, useless
repinings, but evidently absorbed in the ar
rangement of some plan--for many hours
after the domestics summoned TO his assist
ance had been dismissed.
In the evening be left the honse, and diree-
ting his steps towards the Church of St. Ger
yais, ascertained from the beadle the name
of the cemetry in which Madame LIE Moine
had been buried. The same night he reused
up the guardian of the cemetry, and offered
him two thousand francs to open the coffin
of the deceased lady, and allow him to gaze
for five minutes on her features. The sum
was tempting, but the man was either scru
pulous or fearful he hesitated for a long
time Eugene's tears and passionate en-
treaties, added to the sight of the money, fin
ally prevailed; and, armsd with spade,
pickax, and lantern, the pair set out on their
strange errand
1t was bright moonlight night. Not
word was exchanged on either side. De
Braurepaire's thoughts had travelled back to
that night when the same bright orb which
now guided him and his companion through
the many windings of the eemetry, hal wit