Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1869-02-05

l one IN tue deepening blue OF the Sky, ant
Charlotte Morel felt very sad and yer,
lonely. But as she rose, and won't in witt
Louise, she thought, "I would do it owe
again" m
She took the child TO her own house
She found Monsieur Roussel ia the garden
| lie asked her to sitdown and not havinl
any fear OF seeing Henri she complied
whilst her uncle resumed his digging.
"And how are you getting on?" he said
after awhile, resting on his spade 10 ad
dress her.
~ am getting on well, uncle, thanh
you" rt.- Wy.
Monsieur Roussel groaned, and shooi
his head.
Get married " he said; "get married
Charlotte"
Il am in no hurry, uncle"
Well, you did wonderfully we'll not tC
take Henri, at least" he said ruefully
What do you think he came fors" =
Charlotte did not answer.
"Why, to ask me for seven Thousand
five hundred francs, Neither more nol
less. What forS said l. But that hi
could not tell, he replied Seven thou
sand five hundred francs !" exclaimed
Monsieur Roussel, in pious horror. "That
bov viii not end WE'LL Charlotte"
Perhaps Charlotte had found to her own
cost that ones friends are liberal of such
prophecies, for she did not look so horri
fled as Monsieur Roussel evidently ex.
pected
You do not mean to say you think
that natural? " he exclaimed, looking in.
jured.
az think nothing about it, uncle. Where
is aunt?"
Madame Roussel now Joined them. She,
too, was full of the seven thousand five
hundred francs
"You know what Henri came for?" she
said, plaintively. tt "'
Yes; uncle has told me. What fine
evening"
"Will you come and spend tomorrow
with us? Henri will rot be at home"
continued Madame Roussel.
81 am not afraid of Henri" rather
proudly replied Charlotte; "but | shall
he glad to spend tomorrow with you"
she added, with little sigh, holidays
seem so lonely"
The Verrieres fashion of spending hoii.
day is dull one.
A good dinner, walk in the garden,
and a round game Of cards in the evening,
was all the entertainment that Madame
Roussel thought necdful for her family.
A thunderstorm interfered with one part
OF the programme; the garden was mac
cessible. The dinner and the round game
remained Very long and wearisome
seemed the dinner to Charlotte, who did
not care for goodScheer; and the evening
was not much better. She soon lost all
her counters and was henceforth out of
the game. Whilst the others played on,
she leaned back in her chair, listening to
the wind, which was rising, and to the
rain that now beat wildly against the win
dow-panes. Monsieur Roussel was peer
ing at the cards through his gold specta-
cles Marie showed her hand to her moth
er, who nodded and smiled; and little
Louise, leaning heavily against Charlotte,
was falling asleep, Mademoiselle Morel
looked at them little wistfully There is
pleasure and also pain in beholding q
family circle when we are ourselves
alone. "a. 81. "
"If they had not asked me to Join
them" thought Charlotte, al must have
sat alone in my room this evening; and,
because they asked me, he left the house
Just as he left Verrieres on my account
four years ago. They do not seem to miss
him much; and yet they surely care more
obbbb nm tlloAA blCJ ttAO dUOub
A violent knocking at the front door
reused her from her revery. She looked
up with a start and found the notary, his
wife and daughter exchanging alarmed
glances.
"Why, what can have happenedp' be-
gan Monsieur Roussel. "Surely-"
Here the knocking was repeated more
violently than before, and this time the
shuftling step of the servant, coming from
the back of the house, said that she was
fastening to give the impatient visitor ad-
mittance. They heard the front door
opening, and some one rushed in then
the door of the room in which they were
sitting burst open, and Monsieur Joseph
Roussel broke in upon them, with wild
looks, wet garments, and a dripping UNI
brella tr
"My money ~ he gasped "My money!
lie shouted, recovering breath, and striking
the floor with his umbrella. "Where is
my money!" 81.
They looked at him aghast. Monsieur
Roussel remained with the uplifted card
he was going to play in his hand, and
stared at his brother with open mouth and
eyes. sf. HEEt s
al tell you want my money" doggedly
resumed Joseph. 81 want my seven thou
sand five hundred francs"
"Seven thousand five hundred francs p
repeated the notary, turning livid, and a
dreadful light seemed to break upon him
as ne heard the amount of the sum.
Yes, seven thousand five hundred
francs" sternly said Henri's uncle and
godtather-"seVe'. thousand five hundred
francs, which were taken out of my desk
this afternoon when Henri was in the
house--do you hear ?" and he rolled his
eyes about and Winked at them all with
terrible significance. -E.. ..|
Monsieur Roussel tried to speak, but
words would not come to him. He sank
forward on the table, and, with his head
lying there uttered a deep, heart broken
groan. Madame Roussel raised her
hands to heaven, and uttered despairing
cry.
"We are ruined-ruined, disgraeed, un-
done p she said, wildly; and falling back
into her chair, she went into mysteries
upon which Marie began sobbing violent
ly, and little Louise, who had been staring
round her in dismay, uttered succession
Of piercing shrieks. Charlotte, alone, pre-
serving some presence of mind, ran to her
lunts assistance, and endeaVored to
calm her. Joseph Roussel looked around
llm IN grim and gloomy triumph, wink
ing rapidly. 'o' tfH
"Spare the rod and spoil the child" he
'aid. II knew how it would bel always
,aid so." 'l
" For Heavens sake, have mercy on
is !" cried Monsieur Roussel, looking up
wildly. " Perhaps-perhaps Henri did
not do it," tlt''I
"Then who did," angrlly retorted his
brother. "Do you want TO cheat me out
lfmy money, Ell? You told me yourself
ne came to borrow seven thousand five
francs-did you not2 Well, l tell !
you that left Henri alone in the room
With my desk, and when came back at |
he end Of quarter Of an hour, Henri had |
the key, which / had forgotten |
On the table, was in the desk, and seven |
thousand and i've hundred francs in notes |
we're gone, But If you think that l am
going TO bear with that loss just because
Henri Is my nephew and godson, you are
very much mistaken, all Of you," aided |