The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1871-08-11

was interrupted and bored with the
name of Marie. | could not blame
my friend, nor be angry with him, for
heretofore Lizzie's name and merits
had formed the staple of our even
ing's conversation.
One evening we returned home ear
lier than usual, and were surprised to
hear the sound of female voice sing
ing in our rooms. We stopped and
listened Mt the door. 1t was love
song from the opera of Pre- aug
Ciercs-a favorite Of my friend.
How beautifully she sang With
what style and execution She was
finished artistic. We stopped at the
door until the last note had died away,
and it was succeeded by a lively catse.
Then we entered.
at is impossible! it can't be |" cried
Jules.
But it was Marie, who, rising from
the piano as we entered, stood suf-
fused with bushes.
81 beg your pardon, gentlemen, for
my presumption in entering your
rooms" she said; "but madam was
here arranging them, and came up
to keep her company"
Madam's head, with her twinkling,
mischievous little eyes, just then peered
forth from an adjoining room, as if in
proof of Marie's statement.
"No presumption whatever, mad
emoiselle; it is an honor" said Jules.
But l beg you will sing my favorite
song"
The sun had long since cast its rays
on Montmartre, and madam had a
dozen times risen to go, and still Jules
and Marie were at the piano, and an
enthusiastic admirer of music. They
sang duets and solos without number,
and when, at last, Nine. Jacques said
she must go, it was with regret they
parted.
The morrow was Sunday. We
slept longer than usual on that day,
and 10 o'clock had sounded from a
neighboring steeple when Nine. JAG
ques entered the room with two let
ters-one for Jules and one for me.
Mine was from Lizzie. She was edu-
Gated in France, and she told me that
she intended paying visit to an old
school fellow of hers-M'lle Ernond,
who resided at the chateau dc Beau
vile, near Rouen; and further, that
she expected me tn pay her an early
visit there. | could bring my "dou-
ble"-thus she called my friend-with
Inc. l jumped out of bed, delighted
at the prospect of seeing Lizzie so
soon, and hurried into Jules chamber.
! found him intently occupied with a
little rose-colored billet.
"What, q biiiet-do4eT says /;
"pray, who thus honors you, Monsieur
Jules z"
lie handed me the note; the writ
ing was delicate and lady-like.
Monsieur thus it ran-"I have
to thank you much for the honor and
pleasure you have afforded me by
your pleasant society. leave Paris
this morning, and have no time TO bid
you adicu. Receive, therefore, Mon
sieur, my best wishes, and believe me,
with respect, MARIE"
"Well, it is bad news, mon ami"
said l; "but if you love her you must
find out from madam where she is
gone, and follow her"
"Ah, madam won't tell me her ad
Dress" replied Jules. "She says Ma
rie has forbidden her to do so. She
says she has gone to rejoin the family
with whom she resides in Normandy"
"But this is superb !" / exclaimed.
"Read what Lizzie says. We will be
off on Thursday morning, and having
seen Lizzie l will tell her of your love
affair, and / am sure she will aid you,
for woman's wit is sharper than
mans"
Thursday evening found us located
in the hall of the Chateau de Beau
vile. The first raptures of meeting
with my Lizzie were over, and we
were seated near the fire which burned
in the huge chimney. Jules was oc-
cupied with Lizzie's friend, Mile En-
nond, while the rest of the family
were variously engaged in other parts
of the chateau.
/ had determined to speak to Lizzie
of Jules love affair at the earliest OPP
portunity, and this opportunity now
presented itself. How her eyes spar
kled while | narrated the story and
described Marie. / thought she was
amused at the idea Of the struggles
between pride and love that my friend
had undergone.
! had scarcely finished when Mile
Ernond rang; and, when the servant
appeared, she desired him to ask Ma
RE to come to her.
"She is my companion" she said,
smiling, to Jules; "a very beautiful
and interesting girl, | assure you; but,
unfortunately, she is only a porter's
daughter"
What could we have thus fortu-
nately found Marie without days
search? Yes, sure enough, the door
opened, and there stood Marie.
Demure and humble enough was
her greeting to us, but her eyes SPAR
kled with an irrepressible fire that
strangely affected me; / could not
comprehend her. As lady's compan-
ion she occupied seat at the table,
and l noticed the servants treated her
with marked respect.
l need not say with what rapidity
the week allotted for our stay had
nearly passed. On all possible occa-
sions Jules was the attendant of Ma
rie, and he did not escape the jests
and laughter of the company on this
account; but he bore them with ex-
traordinary meekness and GOODNESS for