Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1869-02-05
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CHARLOTTE MOREL.
BE~JULIA KAyANAeH.8

MADEMOISELLE CHARLOTTE MOREL
had rarely left her convent, and her few
glimpses of the world seem to have had
little effect upon her She was as quiet
and demure as any little nun. Rather
little she was, though not ungracefuliy SO
little, ibutyery pretty, with a rosy, round
face, charming dimples, lovely black eyes,
and glossy black hair. This attractive
young person, also had an amiable and
even temper, and more practical sense
than ladies of her years are supposed to
possess, Her father laid his plans open to
her with perfect candor. His fortune was
invested in his business, and his son-in-
law must also, if possible, be his success
sor. He was quite satisfied with Henri
Roussel, and though he wished to lay no
compulsion upon her, he hoped that his
daughter would like the young man.
Charlotte heard him out, with her eyes
downcast, and her hands folded on her
lap, and then said, grayely, g Has he not
bad temper?" r .,.e ,i.sa..,.f4
Rather hasty, perhaps" reluctantly
said Monsieur Morel; but Henri Roussel
would never be to a young and agreeable
Vile what he may have been to his family,
you know"
Charlotte rsised her eyebrows in min
gled surprise and doubt on hearing this.
81 hope to get old, she said quantity.
Monsieur Morel, not knowing what to
say, began praising the young mans tai.
cnt, assiduity, and good looks.
Henri always begins very well,' COM
posedly replied Charlotte, "and I know
he is clever. s.a. r......
"And very handsome" persisted Mon
sieur Morel, shrewdiy " - ="
His daughter answered with the un-
translatable CONNIE Ca" to which SO
so" is mo- equivalent; and no more was;
said on'the subject. - u y = q !.
To all appearance, matters went on veryF
well between the young people, Char
lotte satands worked ina room next the
shop on the, ground floor, and, there Henri
would go and Join her now and then.
The door remained open, and from the
shop Monsieur Morel watched them with
a pleased eye.S He saw his pretty daugh-
ter sitting near the window, around which
the creepers hung. How quiet and de-
mure she looked, with her downcast eyes,
whilst Henri Roussel, leaning against the
wall, gazed down at her in evident admi-
fancy It will do, thought Monsieur
Morel; but to be sure of it, he questioned
his daughter. Charlotte was silent awhile !;
OAAOA ouJ odIuy UliotIuSb I1G udu
temper once, and he seems to have lost
it, g =
4Beeause he-is fond of yous'gss ~ q
fond of me?"
Now, as ill luck would have it, Monsieur
Morely repeated this conversation to Henri
Roussel. The young man heard him and
said nothing, but bit his lip and turned
very red. He sometimes rowed Charlotte
and his sisters down the river of an even.
ing, and he did so late on the afternoon Of
this day. The sun was setting behind the
old church of Verrieres. Blue and gold
were in the sky, and mingled in the placid
surface OF the little stream with the green
shadows OF the aspens ands the willows.
The boat t1oated past quiet gardens; as he
rowed, Henri looked at Charlotte with
mingled love and anger The young girl
sat STILL for Louise, Henri's youngest Sis
ter, had fallen asleep on her lap.
"Why do you not trust me, Charlotte? ?r
asked Henri, abruptly. y4tl fbH #rlI
Charlotte raised her eyes in some won
der; then, guessing the truth, she colored
little, but replied composedly," What
difference does it make 10 you whether
trust you or not?p 7{j 4 3y9fq
Her cool tone, her unmoved look exas.
perated him. In moment Henri recoy-
cred the temper which the fair Charlotte
supposed him to. have lost. His ewes
II sshed, his lips, trelnbled with resent.
ment. NF-f' .''f-f' ~ ~
You must be heartless to put suob q
question: he said impetuously.
Charlotte looked at him very earnestly
"Thank you," she said, bowing her
head with ironical courtesy "Pray be
so kind as to row me back"
He complied without saying word.
That same evening Charlotte quietly in.
formed her father that she should never
marry Henri Roussel. 80 a5.f....,..,
"The man who cannot rule himself shall
never rule me-" she said. Si--& EaI} {
Monsieur Morei was much annoyed and
much troubled. He did his best to con.
vince Charlotte that she had better give
Henri another trial; but the proposal was
evidently so dissasteful to her, and she
shrank from it with such pain, that he did
not insist. fs.. sssl
every wei" he said, desperately; 81
must send off poor Henri, and you must
go back to the convent till have found
some one elsen ,
To this sentence Charlotte submitted
without q word, She went away the very