The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1864-11-18

&" From Martinique' Admit him in
stantly."
In another moment the door opened and
q young man who seemed to have out
grown bis strength, 80 tall was he and SO
slight, entered the room. Gabrielle gazed
at him for an instant and then coldly in
formed him that she was Madame Nelcourt
what was it he desired -.--,....
The gentleman had not inspired her
with any confidence or sympathy; he had
q very small head, with mass Of straight,
black hair, features that were regular
without expression, with dull, sleepy eyes,
that wandered about with a sort of ap-
pealing, helpless, vacant gaze.
my dear cousin, said the gentleman,
with q low giggle, "dont you know me
am Charles"
"Oharles?" Here Gabrielle fell on her
knees before him and burst into tears while
she sobbed ont these words: '
"Oh! Charles, Charles, forgive met"
Charles looked excsedinglylembarrassed,
'nea .What Mst1urso' 9or 90 AN Sd
81 have been faithfa}:..y -
"To whe11z To what an III 81
"To your loye!" 80 q
"0ur lover why, cousin, l don't re-
member, am sure L" &.
II am married." i..%-.
"Married? Oh! I'm SO glad so am. /"
At these words Gabrielle rose, dried her
tears, and calmly asked her cousin to sit
down.
"Oh! cousin, l hope You are happy !;
I'm in such sorape I'm married too"
"Oh! indeed" exclaimed Gabrielle,
blessing her stars that she was married,
too, and was spared the humiliation of be-
ing forsaken.
Yes, and I ran away from Martinique,
for my father was offended, and-but my
wife is in the carriage below. Will you
ses her?"
"And take her to my heart. Oh |!
Charles, will be sister to her,.
Charles rushed from the room. whilst
Gabrielle, throwing herself into a chair,
heaved a deep sigh, as of relief. ex-
claiming:
"I am free; can love him now."
at this moment Charles returned, his
wife on his arm. Gabrielle rushed to-
wards him, but as she got near to her cou-
sin she started back; she was the color of
very light lemon, that not even the Email
de Paris could make white, and though
she was beautiful, it was evident at the
first glance that there was blood of another
race in her veins.
edo you, too, draw back? l thought
there was no prejudice in France -"
"No! no! l welcome your wife. and
offer her sisters love-" =" exclaimed Ga
brielle, holding out her hand to the "yel-
low girl, 4" and saying to herself: "She will
never know how welcome she is! "
Gabrielle, who was all powerful, made
N. Melc0urt welcome his nephew, and in
stal his bride in an apartment in his man.
sion, promising to be the medium of re-
conciliation with bis father in Martinique.
When on the night of this arrival Jules
and Gabrielle were alone, he sat down be-
side her, putting his arm round her, drew
her towards him.
Gabrielle" ," said he, "the idol of your
fancy is returned-poor Gabrielle"
How dare you pity me. On! Jules,
how could / ever have been such fool"
"No, such a baby. All young girls
pass through the same process, only they
don't always find Jules who knows how
to distinguish between the heart and the
imagination.
81 am afraid to say, my darling hus-
band, that love you for"
"You fancy you have loved your cousin.
You never have; the imagination is de-
veloped before the heart, but the dreams
of Imagination are easily dissipated, the
heart has for its advocates, sense, feeling,
the understanding, passion, this forms
love-
"And this is what feel for you. And
have felt for long time; come, never
hide your head, but give me long wifely
kiss, and then let us plan together how
We are to make Partisan society accept
your straw colored cousin"
"We can never do that"
eyes, we can; we will invent u roman
tic history for her, and make her the he
roine"
"Nonsense!"
"NO! Imasination