The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1863-09-18

city that has better reputation for hon.
esty, for sobriety--"
81 know all your good qualities, but"
"But the fact is you are fine lady, and
despise US poor workmen!'
"Bastien !"
But, indeed you do; you are fine
lady. Look at your little hands, SO
smooth and white; look at your little feet;
look at your air, as they call it; at your
pretty face, like an image in picture
book bah! / was fool to think you
would marry me-"
"But you know esteem you --''
"Love is what l want; then we can
make all right. I'll have money enough
for you, tor the dear little boys and girls,
and for a jolli6cation with friend; come,
name the day; any day between this and
this day month.
This day six months"
Is that your last word?"
eyes"
"Then goodbye, Mile. Annette |
won't be tritied with; l want to get mar
ried; it keeps fellow steady. never
saw any girl loved like you. Id wor-
ship you as I would the Holy Madonna,
and I'd never cease to be grateful for
your marrying inc. Come, what do you
say ""
"What l said before; in six months
will be your wife,
"Then all is over; I'll find somebody
who will be a good housekeeper and a
good mother to my children, and take
care of me when I'm sick; but 1 shall
never love anybody like you"
Annette bent her head lower over her
work, and the tears stood on her long
eyelashes.
"Well, l hope you will be happy.
hope you will not repent what yol have
done. I'm but workman; still 1t amt
always that girl finds as good fellow as
/ am. Give me your hand at parting !;
and, added Bastien, wiping his eyes with
his coat sleeve, "good-bye."
For some minutes Annette remained
plunged in thought, then slowly she arose,
and, leaning over the flowers in her wind
ow, she gazed down into the street. At
that moment the students of the medical
schools were passing by. Annette, with
a shudder, watched Bastien making his
way through the group, and shuddered at
the contrast. Then she thought of the
homes she knew, such as Bastien proposed
to give her, and turned away with disgust,
thinking, however, that with one of those
handsome gentlemen down there in the
street she would be content with desert.
Did Annette lean from the window at
the precise moment? Did she do it with
the conviction that some one was also
leaning from the opposite window, and ga
zing up to her, or was it mere chance, and
was it her unlucky beauty that did the
rest? For on that day, when she went
down at five o'clock to take her work
home, she encountered at her very door a
porter, who, presenting her with bunch
of moss roses, handed her at the SAME
time note.
The flowers spoke for themselves, the
note ran thus:
"The most beautiful flowers in Renne,
are for the loveliest girl within its walls l.,
an humble admirer, desire to know wheth-
er, when these flowers are faded, myself
may bring more to the being admire and
respect most on earth.
Annette, with trembling hand took the
flowers; the note, SO beautifully written,
so perfulned, SO elegantly folded, all ap-
pealed to her sense of refinement; she
turnea to the porter, who was waiting for
an answer, and simply answered Yes"
The porter, well instructed, no doubt,
waited tor no other reply, but with low
bow, turned OFT.
From this hour life assumed to her a
different aspect; all was changed; Ho-
more Lavergne had brought his bouquet
of roses, leaving very little time tor the
others to fade. He was all Annette had
dreamed Of; he resembled the fine gentle
man she had seen at mass, and on the Mail
with her former school cOmpan ons; he
was refined, educated, elegant; the very
opposite of Bastier, and he came morning
and evening to see her..
He read to her, he talked to her;
sometimes he took her by the clear solemn
moonlight along the Mail; his admiration
was so great, his manner so respectful, bis
affection, tor he had told her he loved her,
SO full Of tenderness, that Annette feared
nothing
What did she hope? That she had new
er yet confessed, even to herself; but in
the dreamy hours, as she gazed at the
light in the windows (for he lived opposite, !,
and watched his shadow fitting to and
fro, she imagined home with him, a
home such as he could make it, ard she
felt as though happiness were in store for
| Ger. a t,-e
So months, happy months, passed away;
love had entered her heart; purity and in
nOcence had not forsaken it.; Annette's 8
life was all enchantment, without one fear.
I q All at once Honore ceases to come; he
misses all the usual hours she sees him
not on his way to the schools, tor Honore
is medical student, and nights and days
are to her anguish and misery
One afternoon, as she was returning