Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1864-12-24


ing, that his conversation was interesting,
because he possessed such yaried nforma.
ton; and that he sang exceedingly well
Jules continued to visit the house every
day for a fortnight. by that time Gabrielle
| had arrived at the conclusion that she wish
cd she had such u brother; but her father
put an end to her wishes and fancies by
aorubtly bringing her back to reality, and
reminding her that Jules Delmar aspired to
no such traternal distinction, and that now
the time had arrived for her to give her de-
cision.
"Will you let me manage this affair my
selfa l know it is contrary to all rule,
but"
Don't apologize, my dear Gabrielle, for
am too happy to get rid of the job. l
really did not know what to say to Jules,
and much less | did not know what to
write 20 his father"
That evening, at a sign from his daughter
NJ. Melcourt sauntered into Il room, adj DIN
ing the drawing room, saving appearances
by leaving the door open. Then Gabrielle
who had rehearsed the scene all day in her
own room turned toward Jules.
'Monsicur Dclmar," said she, 81 have no
mother; therefore you must excuse that all
is unusual in what l am about to do"
"Of course you must be aware that
know of the arrangement between our tami-
lies.
"Of course imagined you did"
"Well, Monsieur Delmar, marriage De.
tween us is impossible"
"Impossible You should not have waited
until now-now that all my happiness is
centcred in you, now that love you, to
tell me this. But why is our marriage i'm
possiblel'
because love another"
"Another 2"
"Ies, and have loved him ever since
was ten years old"
him2"
Il have never seen him since was twelve
years old. 1t is my cousin Charles Mel
court, whom love, and he has been for the
last six years in Martinique"
"And YOU have loved him all this time!
That proves you are capable OF fidelity. -
Well 60 on"
That's all. would have told you about
the moon but that papa explained me that
there was a difference in the rising of the
moon here and there. We used to cores
pond by the moon"
"Poetical but not astronomical"
Monsieur Dalmer, you are making fun
of me-"
Il am treating disease of imagination" ."
"A disease Of imagination"
"les, your love for Charles is disease OF
the imagination, and if it is the only OBJ
stace that prevents our marriage, all l can
say is, dear Gabrielle, tix.the wcdtllng-day."
Then you will be content to take my
hand without my heart.
II shall have your heart; you will love
, me and | shall be your first love, for you
have never loved before. Come dearest
Gabrielle, come fix yourself, our wedding
day."
"Never!n exclaimed Gabrielle; Il am re-
t signed to my fate; will obey my father,
, but never with my own lips pronounce my
own DOOM
| but you will be my wife-you will keep
!, the contract made by our two tathcrs-wil
you not"
r Il will sacrifice myself to my father:
honor" replied Gabrielle, with all the dig
- nlty she could assume.
Gabrielle from that hour assumed the at
c titude of a sublime victim. Her father
was much concerned, and the threatened
| consumption seemed to freighten him, bu
Ii Jules, now his ally, laughed away his fears
. appearing not to notice the melancholy
downcast looks and the deep sighs OF hi
intended.
h Gabrielle's grief did not prevent her from
paying great attention to her trousseau, an'
IS when the victim was led to the alter it wa
d at least most admirably adorned.
h NJ Melcourt had made it one of the con
ditions of the marriage that the young cou
s pie should reside with him; but Jules
d though he was delighted to remain with til
II fine, spirited ole man, resolved that he him
Il self should take charge of his wife's specia
l. establishment A suit of apartments wa
e furnished, and though they had been togetl
er but three months, it was astonishing hoy
well he had OWNED Gabrele's peculia
rs tastes and fancies. The carriage he gay
r her was one of the grandest at the Bols q
Bologne; her husband was the most charm
ing companion, the most attentive OF lovers
r in fact life was an encllantment, but Gal
g rele fought vigorously against the convi'
ii ton and tried to convince herself that she wa
not happy. She resumed her moon-gazin
|; and sighed whenever she was not laughing
&c Jules Delmar always allowed his wife
indulge her caprices, and though sometime
10 on the sharp Partisan winter nights b
shivered when she opened the window
" look at the moon, he never made the sigh
Id est observation.
~ One day Gabrielle sat alone in her boz
,u doir trying to recall the perfection OF III
.r, first and only love, and finding always h'
husbands handsome, impudent, face ri
IS. up before her, when her valet entered u
he room and announced that gentleman WIS
We ed to see her.
lis "What is his name2"
Ii "Madame, he did not give me his nar
,r- but he told me to tell you that he came fro
ed Martinique"
to "From Martinique Admit him instal
lis ly." ,
IL In another moment the door opened al
ed q ycung man who seemed to have outgroN
cit his strength, so tall was he and SO light,
ill tered the room. Gabrielle gazed at him
to an instant and then coldly informed b
of that she was Madame Melcourt-what
ill it he desiredl
Nv The gentleman hadsnot inspired her wi
any confidence or sympathy; he had We
small head, with mass of streight, bla
be hair, features that were regular without
i've preston, with dull, sleepy eyes, that WI
dered about with sort of appealing, he
less, vacant gaze.
nd "My dear cousin" said the gentlem
with low giggel, "don't you know me
wn am Charles"
"Charlesl" Here Gabrielle fell on
he her knees before him and burst into te
Dle while she sobbed these words =
Iost "Oh! Charles, Charles, forgive me.
she Charles looked exceedingly embarrass
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