New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1868-12-16


House at the hour Of rehearsal. She had
sought her at the ST. Charles, and could
only hear that she had left there week be-
fore. Her beautiful flowers, so rarely
wrought, readily obtained admittance for
her; and La Rose was on the stage,
when she entered. Msrie's heart throbbed
almost sudibly as she looked upon the noble
/ face once more, and she seemed to her q
beautiful spirit, as good as beautiful. to
whom every fibre of her young heart was
reaching ont for strength and guidance.
She sent note to the stage between the
acts, requesting an audience, and received
answer to accompany the bearer to her
| dressing room and await her coming.
As La Rose entered the door Marie ad-
vanced, dropped gracefully upon one knee,
and presented her flowers.
Lady, this is your temple Of fame, where
your soul is breathing in the delightful fra
GRANGE Of success; and these, dear lady,
are emblemstical of the flowers of admira-
ton and love which are ever blooming in
my heart for you. They are humble
tributes; but If a young girls love can
I OhAASA bhCLli kACh hLAC AASACob a.
the floral kingdom" fI '.f
| La Rose put forth her hand ana raised
her from her kneeling posture.
"Sweet child, who are you that has
learned to iatter so gracefully? Put by
your vail that I may see if your face is as
pretty as your words"
| As Marie put back her vail La Rose vented
al little exclamation of joy and caught the
child to her heart, while tears of delight
dropped upon her upturned face.
"Marie, why did you steal away from me
so, leaving no trace behind of either who or
where you were, when you must have
known that you had filled my heart with
love for you? / have searched in vain for
you and grieved for you as lost to me.
Sweet child, howl love you. The temple
you have SO skillfully wrought shall set in
my parlor for others to admire; but the
cluster shall exhale its odors upon my
breast to remind me of thee and purity"
"Lady, had enjoyed the delight Of
serving you, and could not farther force
myself upon you without a proper reason,
but now come freely, for seek counsel in
an hour of trouble, and have none other to
go to. When can talk to yoH?"
~ shall have but little time between this
and the time of the play tonight; so you
must ride home with me and tell me all as
we drive along"
She placed Marie in the carriage beside
her, clasped her little hand and looked in
her face all attention. Then Marie told her
all, from her birth up to the present hour,
save the sudden appearance and disappear
ance of the stranger, whose memory was
yet fresh in her heart.
As Marie closed the little narrative Of
her life; told with all the graceful witchery
of her poetic nature, all the tender pathos
of her glowing heart, La Rose felt that the
child had so strengthened her place in her
heart, that abe must henceforward be to her
even as her own child. La Rose led Marie
back to western window looking out upon
a garden of beautiful flowers.
-There, Marie, is pretty display of the
flowers you love so well; and there hanging
out the window Is a hooking bird, who will
| give you back song for song. See how he
| is rufRing up his feathers, and hear him
chirp to attract attention; take pity upon
him, child, and sing him a song while am
out; when return will give you my ideas
for your future. shall not be gone over
a half hour
In a few moments Marie raised her
voice in a little trill to attract the
attention of the bird, but as she looked
out upon the flowers bsthed in liquid,
rosy light flowing out from the gorgeously
belted heavens, her soul caught the inspi.
ration and the notes of Listen to the
Mocking Bird' bore deeper pathos, and
swelled forth clear and full, and trembled
out upon the air vibrating every wave with
the delightful ecstacy of music. La Rose al.
most held her breath with delight until the
Last note slowly sank away, then a few
hssty steps brought her from the next
room. She laid her hand upon the
little head and cast down into the depths of
Of her dark eyes look full of sympathy
and delight.
s'Child, you have rare gift; why need
you fear for the future One year under
fine master and your fortune will be in your
| own hands, sit- .la
| "Oh, lady, none ever told me this before.
4 pray Of you do not mock my helplessness.
Pardon me, but you can not mean all your
words implyin ~ $50 ro.. r-f
IAN, Marie, all; every word, dear child.
So cheer up.n
La Rose dropped upon her knee, drew the
hAlt.wild, giddy little head upon her shout
der and soothed and ,quietcd the swelling
rapture of her throbbing heart.
"Oh, lady, can this be and will be able
to surround the last days Of my father with
every comfort o. oh, mother in heaven, this
is the bliss your visits pointed me to-
The very next thought brought heavy
sigh yelling up from her soul.
why that sigh, Marie? Are you doubt
ing YETI"
~ can not doubt your earnest eyes, deal
: lady; but tell me how to keep my father
from want during that Year, This must be
: my first care"
"Let this be my care, sweet child. Your
studies will require all your time. rshall
at once rent you little cottage near the
opera, procure you a master in music, and
( place in bank sufficient sum for all YOU
: wants for one year. Come, will not hav,
. VOID Of your independent pride. have
$ no child, and you have no mother; we viii
fill these places to each other. Even nov
! my soul Is thifsting for the name Of mother
> Kiss me, and let me hear 1t for the first tim
7 In life from your dear lips.r
7 Marie drouped her head upon that nobl