The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1865-05-19


a weeks feasting. For a man with n
sorrow, he was certainly very merry,
laughing over the want of dishes,
making puns, dashing off rhymes and
telling stories all in a breath
The room was warm, and NJ Bril-
Ian, when Rosines back was turned,
silly filed Madames glass more than
once, SO that the good lady by and by
dropped asleep. Rosine blushed and
grew uneasy; but her guest, without
noticing her agitation, drew his chair
a little nearer hers, and told her how
his childhood had been passed, how
its bitter memories had made him
misanthrope and how her gentle vir-
tnes had won him to love and rever-
ence which he had not before dreamed
possible Then with a hurried eager
ness most unlike his usual manner,
he besought her to become his wife.
Rosine listened 4. silence. Ever
since she had known NJ. Brillan, life
had been easier and brighter to her
Unconsciously, she had leaned upon
him, even when she was blaming her
self for accepting favors so quietly
conferred that she did not know how
to decline or prevent them Looking
back upon his conduct toward her,
and seeing it in the new light shed
upon it by this avowal she felt its del
icacy and generosity, its winning
thoughtfulness and grateful trust.
The love which had lain latent in her
heart, waiting only for an enkindling
spark, burst into conscious existence.
NJ Brillan knew it, and, STOPPING, re-
ceiyed his acceptance in timid,
trembling kiss.
you must remove from this old
shell tomorrow, my darling" said NJ
Brillan; eve cannot be married from
the Folly that, indeed, will never
do
"And why not ?" asked Rosine, in
establishment. "Shall we not continue
to live here, and shall l not give les
sons rs now?"
Probably not; but whom do you
think you have promised to marry?"
can elderly man of small means
and no apparent business, living in
tho Folly a dreary and not very re-
spectacle lodging-houso in dirty
street in Paris"
1--WE shall see, said NJ. Brillan, and
after few rapid movements he stood
before his betrothed handsome man
Of thirty-fve, with short, thick chest
nut hair, curling closely on his tenn
pies, delicate moustache curling
over the clear brown of his checks,
and a fine figure tastefully habited in
the most elegant of prevailing styles,
Then he sat down and whispered in
her ear the name of one of the most
distinguished lawyers of the capital.
Rosine's blue eyes opened to their
utmost capacity, and her lover looked
fondly into them as he continued;
There was a great lawsuit pending
which involved an immense estate,
and was certain that l could secure
it for my client if could obtain some
important evidence that had been dex-
terously concealed / put myself into
the hands of one of those artists whose
business it is to perfect DISCUSSES, and
commenced my search, which finally
brought me here. To-day | have
gained my cause, but my success IN
court was nothing to that which /
have just achieved. Oh, Rosine, you
have given me love, and faith, and
glad, beautiful hopes that reach even
to Heaven"
Upon the following New Years eve
a pleasant wedding was celebrated IN
a fashionable street, and then Nj. and
Mdme. de Courtenay and Mdme Cha
telle drove to splendid mansion ali
aglow with lights and scented with
flowers. There they received their
friends and relatives, or at least
portion of them, for although NJ. and
Mdme. Antoine Chatelle made the
humblest apologies as soon as they
learned that their neice was to bo re-
stored to society, they did not receive
wedding cards.
When the guests dispersed, the
happy husband offered his wife
his own especial gift. 1t was a
picture in frame of gold set with
pears, and represented his library at
the "Folly," with a light shining
through crack in the wall.