The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-10-14

Joining in the prayers with the utmost de-
votion. Eava.,-
Two years passed on and Juan was re
turning one day from Bagneres, whittier
he had gone to dispose of some game 1t
was winter, and the north wind blew
piereingly cold but the young hunter
stepped on briskly, whistling lively
tune. Suddenly cry of distress struck
his ear, but he knew not whence it came.
/ Son, TC@sarr he cried, trusting to his
tdogs sagacity; seek it out, boy!'' : 4
! The docile creature set off in the direc-
ton of thick pine grove, and his master
followed; the cries became louder, and
Juan recognized the voice of a female in
distress. He redoubled his speed, still
preceded by the dog. At length he reach
ed an open space, and there was Caesar
struggling with a wolf, while on the
ground lay a woman, with huge She
wolf in the at of fastening on her neck.
With shout Juan rushed forward, and at
the sound the fierce creature raised her
head, and fixed on him two eye-b balls glow
ing with rage and hunger. Without a
moments hesitation, the intrepid hunter
seized her by the throat with one hand,
an thrusting the other into her mouth
grasped her tongue, and dragged it out,
as with an iron vice. After a fearful
struggle, he succeeded in dashing the
strangled beast on the ground. This done
Juan looked round to see if his faithful
ally had need of assistance No; his an
| tagonist also lay dead, and the hunter had
time to attend TO the woman, who lay
motionless on the ground, having tainted
from excess ofterror. Her deliyerer raised
her gently in his arms, put back the rich
brown hail that had fallen over her face.
and perceived that she was young and
very lovely girl. Taking a handful Of
the snow which lay on the ground, he
rubbed it on her temples, and then sue,
ceeded in putting some small bits of ice
into her mouth. By degrees she revived,
her eyelids Enclosed, and she drew deep
sigh.
Where am II she murmured'
Safe with friend
Rather, it was Providence, who was
pleased to employ my hand
She thanked him with look far more
eloquent than words, and then, with con-
fiding simplicity, as she still felt weak,
asked him to let her lean on his arm as
far as her home. I was going to the
town, she said to sell some milk when
those dreadful wolves attacked me, upset
my pitcher, and but for your timely aid
and that of your good dog, would surely
have devoured me- 551E EG
The conversation thus commenced did
not flag. Juan soon learned that Margue
rite lived in the hamlet of Campan ;rfat
she was an orphan. and had no property
save small cottage, one cow, and some
hens She managed to support herself
with the profits of these animals and of
her spinning. Her perfect candor and her
innocent beauty charmed the heart of
Juan he thought that, were he possessed
of all treasures In theworld, he would like
to lay them at Marguerite's feet. On en-
tering the village, the news of their ad-
venture spread rapidly, and it was easy to
see, by the consequent excitement, how
much the young girl was beloved by her
neighbors. Both young and old rushed
out to meet her J'lan was overwhelmed
with thanks and praises nor was Caesar
by any means for gotten.
'Adieu,s Marguerite said Juan, when
he had accompanied her to her cottage
door. May I sometimes come to see
your
+ 'To whom should my door be open, if
not to my deliverer?' said the girl, limo
Gently, at the same time extending her
hand to Juan. He pressed it to his lips
and fastened away. -!I- -.3.9 t-.
When he reached home, he found Ger
trude very uneasy at his prolonged alb.
sence. oh, my child 2 she cried, where
have you been,s and what are those stains
of blood upon your dress p
Juan smiled. Don't be uneasy mother;
this blood is not mine, but that of an
enemy have killed And he told her
all that had occurred, not concealing the
feelings of admiration and love which he
felt for her whom he had rescued.
Thank God, my child, said the old
woman, shat your choice has fallen on so
worthy an object. i have often heard the
beauty and virtuous industry of Margue-
rite commended. She is called by, her
neighbors the Pearl of Campan.'
1t never occurred to the afectionate
grandmother that the fair girl in question |
could possibly be insensible to the attrac- |
tions of her boy; end indeed, the event
proved that she was not far wrong. Mar.
guerite was of too innocent and frank a |
nature to play the coquette with him who
had risked his life for hers, and the pre-
liminaries for their marriage were speedily
arranged.
On the morning preceding that on
which their bans were to be published, |
the sound of a drum was heard in the
peaceful Valley of Campan and the pre-
feet of the district proclaimed the draw
ing of conscripts for the army. Poor
Jaun his was among the first of the Sc
lected names, and at the moment the
shock nearly stunned him. However, he |
had been taught not to shrink from his
duty, and, having calmly made the needfui
nrenaratlOn. he drew his hetrnthn6 % Si IL. |