Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1868-01-19
AN InPRoRAHLE STORY.
Translated from the Ffs nch OF Alphonse Karrl
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by Icss Pstap.
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'tYou are right, my good aunt. y
1t is my daughter who is writing to my
sister. have regretted, and you will
regret like me, / am sure, not knowing
bat one OF the two letters of this rational
fcorrespondencs-hut the one we pos.
s.ss pretty well enables Us to give q
guess at the one which is wanting.
" You are right, my dear aunt, am
very unhappy. :" Silly cTea-
ture eighteen years old, fresh and rosy
as a peach, rich, well-reared, Rdored by
Der father, destined to be the wife Of q
handsome, distinguished young man, at
( less. 81 rich as she Is, Of g young man
Who has only seen her once and who
loves her 10 distraction, not UsT-y unhappy,
truly. / can restrain nay tears when l see
such mlsfortunes
"Sacrihced by the blind will Of my
father 70 a husband whom Ihsve not yet
seen. for whom / shall doubtless expert
ence no sympathy, I am condemned to
protract a colorless existence In union
which ia the hardest Of chains when it is
not formed by the heart" beg you to
believe. nv good Henry, that my daugh-
ter does not draw such phrases either
rr,r her head or her heart. II Is her
amt a preeiOus old maid, who has
taught them to her, and who makes her
believe that she is unhappy. My daugh-
ter unhappy! Why, my dear Henry,
gould give my fortune and my life to
save her real sorrow. have
never allowed one to come nigh her,
swear il 10 you, and it is for that reason
thst I wish you to be her husband, be-
cause l know how good you are, because
YOU viii be myself continued, you viii
spofl her SIS I do l assure you that she
/ Is st heart as good as she is beautiful.
Nevertheless, will acknowledge to
Won. auut. that on one point, 1 find 1t
I difficult TO think like you" There,
/ Henry. here she is a little more reasOna-
BILE; taat happens to her every time she
thinks for herself
. ,sIhat mac smitten with me, as YOU
I say, who has sworn the death OF him
/ who Is destined for noe, that Mr. Oetavius
d'Heryiily, causes me more fear than
pleasure 1 did not notice him at that
evening party or those evening PARTIES
where you tell me l met him, have no
impression then on the subject Of him
10 coufide to you. With regard to the
little singing master, he VIII always be
TO me = singing and nothing
more. Ny uuknowp intended has no
rival then; but still ! detest hiIl cor
daily, him snd the odiOus bond that
they wish to make me contract" Here,
my friend, there are some lines Of the
gravest significance, and which I would
withheld from you in reading the epis-
tie, if / did not hope to be able quite
to convince you that it is not in reality
the work of my daughter, bat the retiee-
ton OF the absurd thoughts of my ridisu
lous sister, and especially if l did not
wish to act towards you with entire good
faith. Here they are:
81 ought, however, to tell you all, dear
aunt; il is LOT entirely true that my
fathers prOtege has 10 rival, but 1 am
sure that 10 himself, were lie my hus-
band, which, hope, will not Csns to
pass, could not take umOrage att. You
remember that bouquet Of honeysuckle
that was sent 10 me so nicely in time
Just the evening Of the day when tue
sight Cf one Of those shrubs had inspired
nae with o desire for some; well, have
often thought Of hin Wh9 OWNED and
accomplished my wish have often
sought if chance would not make me
Tceoguizs him among the men who sur
rounded me- FyPaDtiDV that
auEf, lie viii have 10 ny heart no other
enemy than himself. / thank
you for the eHCourag ement which you
give me sgsius. viii which heretofore
have had no trouble in hahituating my
self to submit 10, since it was only man
ifested for the benefit Of my pleasures,
but 1 had no need Of the excellent rea-
sons which you give NE to oppose stub
born resistance to the sacrifice that is
eXacted OF me. L wish TO be
loyal and faithful 10 the husband that
I shall have, but also, and on account of
that, DO not wish to marry any but a
man that / shall love. This idea makes
Of disobedenes a more respectable duty
ia my eyes than the one they wish to
impose on me Of submission to the or
ders Of my father"
We'll, Henry, what do you say of
that?
Il say, Monsieur De Riesssln, that
hope it ia IN her heart that your daugh
ter has found these sentiments, which
appear noble and reasonable to me.
1t is possible, Henry; but the man
Of the boUquet7
The man Of the bcuquet2 -. =
it wss /.
Really
1t is g very simple incident. Out
walking, l found myself behind some
ladies with other persons, when your
daughter, who had attracted my atten-
ton by her grace and beauty, said to her
aunt: All aunt, what beautiful honey
sucklea, and what perfume asked
some questions about these ladies judge
Of nov Joy when I learned that this
charming young girl was the one Of whom
YOU had spoken so much TO me, and
whom, you had told me, you would bes
hsppy to see my wife. l sent her q
bouquet Of Tie flowers which she had
wished for. ! commenced letter to You
there, but, thinking that could arrive as
soon as my letter, and have an answer
two DAYS sooner than fl waited yonder,
/ FASTENED to you; but, during that
time, you had gone for your daughters,
and here It is fifteen days that have
been waiting for you. Have you brought
her back ?
Yes, she is at the convent where she
was reared. Bot what are we going to
do2 How shall we triumph over this
prejudice which she has against you, and
which her aunt has so well cultivated |
But listen to the rest Of the letter, and it
is here that you will recognize both the
crotchets Of my sister and the grievous
influence that her diseased imagination
has had on that of Angelica.
" My heart was sweetly moved, my
good aunt, by the pOetical picture which
YOU drew me Of a reciprocal love. No,
certaiuly l would not be a coward in the
crosses which, tay you, always come to
test love Of this kind, as If heaS en- was
envlous of a happiness which 1t only
grants with regard to men, 10 the fear of
having nothing 50 beautiful to give to its
elect Mo- he to whom 1 should have
given my be art, would have nothing to
fear from me-neither perhdy nor deser-
tiorsnd If harbaTois DaroDta -