Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1867-05-05

Marie had kissed her mother and gone 10
bed. Margaret, sitting alone, before fire OF
broom, listened sad y to the wind roaring in
the great chimney Of the inn, when steps were
heard at the door, She turned her head, and
saw countryman, who came in cautiously,
looking all round him.
As on as he Jaw the mistress OF the house
he saluted her, after the Breton manner, and
in that language.
coed health to you! Is there 1re to light
my pipe?
The hearth is alight, replied Margaret, with
the laeonism OF habit.
The newcomer approached the fireplace,
slowly drew a pipe from the pocket Of his
waist-cost, cast his eyes round into every cor
ner, and, at last certain that the mistress was
alone, he took on the immense hat that almost
entirely hid his face.
Does Margaret COsquer not recognize me ?
he said.
The woman uttered a cry.
You, Bsrszer
Hush Don't call that name. Are you
alone in the house2
All alone. But whyg
Without answering her, BarRzer whistled.
Instantly heavy step was heard, and a see
ond countryman entered.
There is no one here but Margaret, Barazer
said to him.
He at once uncovered his face. 1t was
Cosquer.
Bsrszer prevented cry that was about to
escape from the woman.
Jesus is 1t really you said the unfortunate
woman, trembling.
Ourselves, Margaret Shut the door, and
now something to eat and 70 drink; for we
have tasted twelve hours.
But the woman did not stir: her staring eyes
could not turn from those two hardened and
pailid faces, showing in relief in the half-light
OF the inn, like two menseing visions.
Well, womani dost thou hear ? Coequer
resumed, pushing her gently.
The sound of this voice, whose metallic
roughness was 50 well known TO her, made
Margaret quiver, as II one had touched q half
closed wound. She went mechanically, and
with sort of terror, to grated closet whence
she took dishes and bottles. and set them upon
the table.
For some minutes no one spoke: the two
men at ravenously Margaret had again
seated herself in the shadow, near the rre-
place, and gazed at them.
After lit while, Cosquer turned to her.
Thy reception is very cold he said, in &
voice calm enough; and yet It is a long while
since we saw each other.
J 1t Is not OF to-day, Co quer, that coidness ts
come between our hearts, the woman sadly re-
piled.
know II, wife Perhaps it would have been
better If It had been otherwise; but what is
| done is no longer in the power OF any one
I Where are the children, Margaret?
This question was asked with q gertleness
unusual with CosqueT. His wife was touched
/ by It.
she rose, took the candle of resin that hung
| ovsr tie hearth, and half-opening the closed
/ bed, showed the mason the little Maris, who
was sleeping one hand under her head, and
/ the thumb OF the other In her mouth, @ habit
| that had survived her infancy.
The.Convict gazed an instant on the charm
ing angel face, and lightly kissed the brown
4 hair OF the little girl
! Margaret shut up the bed,
and Catherine he asked.
Gone said Margaret.
1t is true, then, ssid the former mason, the
unfortunate has 9sft thee 7.....-..
1t was necessary, murmured Margaret.
Yes, know..-....and who is the villain thai
ruined herr
-Alasl said the mother, we know him only
too welL
--HOw-E.--Can IL be g.....4..
| M. Bordenson.
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