Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1866-01-17
CHAPTER XI.
THE WISHES.

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the coachman, who had passed the vii
lage of Sarcelles, Take the first road
to the right, pass through Villiers-le-
bel, and then to the left; keep straight
on Then addressing La Goualeuse,
he said, Now that you ore satisfied
with me, Maria, we can amuse our
selves, as we said just now, by build
ing castles in the air; it won't cost
much, so you. can't scold me for being
eXtravagant.'
'Oh no. You begin-you build
your Castle first.
On the contrary, must have you
commence.
Let me see if you can guess what
my choice would be Mr.. RodoIphe.
I'll try. | will suppose that this
road say this road, because we are
on it.
oh yes! that is right; there's no
use in looking farther
I'll suppose, then, that this road will
lead US to charming village, some
distance from the main road.
Yes, it will be more quiet and
tranquil.
1t is built on a rising ground, and
surrounded by trees
And there's little streamlet close
by?'
'Exactly-a sreamlet. At the end
of the village there is beautiful farm
on ore side of the house is an orchard;
on the other pretty garden filled
with flowers
1 can almost see it, Monsieur Ro-
dolpher
'On the ground floor, there is a large
kitchen for the laborers on the farm,
and an eatingroom for the mistress
The house must have green blinds;
they look 50 cheerful, Monsieur Ro-
dolphe.'
Green blinds am Of your opin-
ion; there is nothing so lively as green
blinds. Naturally, the mistress ofthe
farm would be your aunt
'Oh! naturally. And she would
be a kind good woman
Excellent woman. who would love
YOU as a mother
/ Good aunt that must be so de-
lightfnl, to be loved by some one =
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'Ohr cried Maria, joining her hands,
and lifting her eyes towards heaven
with an expression of happiness impossi-
bic to describe. Oh! yes. l would
love her, and, besides, | would aid
her with her work-to sew, wash,
bleach-to dry fruits for the winter,
enough for the whole household. She
should not complain Of my idleness, |
assure you. The morning
Stop, stop? Maria; how impatient
you are. Let me finish describing the
house..
Come, come, Mr. Painter, it is easy
to perceive that you are accustomed
to make pretty landscapes on your
fans said Maria, laughing.
Little prattler, let me, then, finish
my house.
1T is true that do prattle; but il
is so amusing! Mr.. Rodolphe, l will
listen; pray finish your house 'Youl
room shall be on the first floor MY
room! oh, delightful. Come, let us
see my room And the young cir
leaned against Rodolphe, with heI
large eyes wide open, very curious.
Your chamber shall have two win
dows, which look upon the fower-gar
, den and on the meadow through whicl
the little river flows. On the other
side of this river will be seen a little
hill, all planted with chestnut-trees
from the midst of which peeps th(
spire of a church.
'Oh !! how pretty--how pretty, Mr.
Rodolp phe: it nlaNvs one desire to b,
= there
Three or four fine COWS are graz
t ing in the meadow. which is seperat
t ed from the garden by a hedge 0
: hawthorn And do | see the COW
\ irommy Window Perfectly The
), there shall be one which shall be m
u favorite, Mr.. Rodolphe. I'll max
e her a fine collar with a bell, and II
5 accustom her to come and eat from m
hand
K She won't fail. She is very young
and pure white, and We'll call he
u Musette.'
: 'Ah! what a pretty name; poo
e Musette | love her already Le
" us finish your chamber. Maria: it
hung with pretty Persian chint
D. with curtains to match. A honeysucI
y lie and rosebush cover the walls of til
u. house On this side, and hang over yor
a windows, so that in the morning yc
IT, have only to stretch out your hanC
n- and gather the fragrant blossom 'Al
Mr.. Rodolphe, what a painter yC
at are? Now we'll see how you VI
is pass the day. Your good aunt W
i'll come and awaken you in the morniI
by gentle kiss ON the forehead; 81
3? will bring you a bowl of warm mil
OF because your chest is weak, poor chill
Then you'll get up; you'll go and s.
e, the farm, Musette, the chickens, yo
friends the pigeons, and the flowers
to the garden. At nine o'clock yo
. writing-master will arrive
rn my MASTERY
You know you must learn to rea
lc, write, and keep accounts, so that y
k can help your aunt with the books
the farm