Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1871-09-20

Of her shawl was flung on her head. A piece
Of her own work it was, but, nevertheless,
lace that all the rustling DANES who swept 10
their places might have enyiod, as il lay on
her shoulders and on the darkness Of her
hair, like hoar frost.
IL was an old opera, doubtless familiar to
both father and daughter, in the bygone days
Of their own land for as its melodies renew.
ed themselves now and again a look Of fond
intelligence passed between them. Her face
rippled with smiles her little fan kept the
measure she was radiant with satisfaction
and | saw the old general himself winking
and blinking hard, that no one might fancy
he had tear in his eye.
Oh ' she cried, as We separated that
night, how happy you have made me It
was like reading a sweet old story over again.
IL was returning from exile-it was being
back in France
We grew to be familiar friends. When
went to Nauley place, Jaquiline would re.
main at work in the room, now taking
triaing part in tue conversation, now keep
ing her peace altogether. / carried her, one
day, basket OF Froniignac grapes, full Of
the sunshine of France, as | told herr 90 an
other day bunchos Of yioleis sometimes
handful Of fresh, fair roses. She was
reakish little thing with all her pret-
ty moods to-day full Of thanks tomorrow
scarcely youehsafng syllable. | began to
hncy that she had soma unpleasant suspicion
concerning me. left her at last to herself
to try the effect of different treatment
One could be interested, too, in the courteous
old exile himself so full at once Of pride and
humility. | yen,urcd after some considera.
ton to propose myself to him as a pupil, that
might obtain that facility Of conversation
ia French which neither books nor common
teachers can give. lie accepted my propose
smiingly, having taken great pains, he said
to perfect himselfand his daughter in English,
with view to this same purpose, but never
having been able to bring his courage to the
point Of begging for pupils. | was the less
astouished at his alacrity, when he absolutely
refused, to receive penny for his lessons,
declaring that already knew all he could
impart to me: aud this he held to was !
not their good friend, he said
! Now when had abandoned Mademoiselle
Jaqueline to her own devices, paying court
alone to her father, my little lady became un-
broken ice | cannot say that L disliked the
symptom. 1t melted ever so slightly, though
one morning, when had incidentally men
toned to the general that l should that even.
ing be at the house Of Madame Rosolius, who
gave a grand ball in honor Of her sons
marriage.
1--WE have the cards, also, said the gen.
eral, with the least perceptibe air in the
world
Aud will go, of course" | said.
No, think the word is otherwise said
he, smiling in Jaqueline's direction. You
have been acquainted, monsieur, with much
of our affairs. My little witch there--Mad-
emoiselle Rocheaqueein | would say--re-
fuses to meet those grand ladies who wear
her handiwork and will not 60"
" Pardon me, general, that deprives you
both of pleasure. This entertainment Of
Madame Roselius is to be charming as fairy
land. People are going wild for invitations.
My small cousin at home can talk of nothing
else, Mademoisele Jaqueline."
= She will 90, tben--your small cousin T.
n If she had to adopt the stratagems Of
> Cinderella to arrive there
: e" am not of her worldn said little Ja-
: queline, with something of sigh and working
out thorn upon her vine, which was not in
the pattern
1t was to me a sufficiently stupid evening
a that with Madame Roselius, Notwithstanding
o the novelty and beauty Of the scene. The
house seemed to have been turned into vast
Il grotto, or garden of flowers. The walls had
n iestoons OF roses panels were intertwined
u with scarlet pomegranates and creamy aloes
o tables and mantel-pieces were mats Of bios
II SONS balusters and cornces we're embedded
c in moss ; great exotic shrubs, distillng odor,
1t made avenues and dim recesses very sweet
/ aud in place Of doors there were swinging
curtains Of buds and vines.
in The scene was lighted by a soft, lamben
RI radiance, that seemed to pour from the hearts
~ Of the lilies and warmer flowers that drapeC
the chandeliers, and sufTused them with theil
ig own tints of deepest blue of vivid crimson
g of changing kind here was one Of snow
le white luster, and there one Of the pures
gold From its concealed place among tn
IT, flowers, faint distant music perpetually float
w ell down, now and then bursting out in
sweet, bewideriug cadence OF harp-striDg
re that took the breath away with pleasure
er the breath whose air was only living fra
ed grancc. Chatterton was playing that nigh
In all the splendor and charm of the place
as room opened into room, lovely faces htte
by soft voices murmured-I missed one fact
~ one voice among them and the reyel, Il
lul me lost its meaning.
rs. The band for the dancing commenced. Lat
ch in the evening well-known touch was lai
to upon my arm--my cousins. I" Now it is n
J. turn" she said, there are but two waltz
are before supper, except the German, and that
rk. dance wth-you know whom !"
her took her and we began to whirl roul
in the wake Of many when, happening
ev. raise my eyes to the doorway sight the
ON sent them spinning 1t was tho General
Kochejaquelein in his grand uniform, with
is stars and decorations, with Jaqueline on B
arm. She wore white, without ornamen
tier not 30 much as a sprig of myrtle.
me The carnation, though, was on her chez
ser, the light Of jewels in her eyes. She sto
the there like little dame,-a magnificent flo
er-spirit, with the blossoms of the doorwa,
,aid arch hanging around her head. A wrath
,uld little spirit, though be it said, as she ST
nal veyed me.
lou, BE you very sure that | seated my SIN
cousin quickly, and had Jaqueline on my al
e is "She is very easy with you 1t is l
the turn now" heard her say.
iou "And now it is yours whispered.
The waltz was divine. 1t was as if I
But hidden orchestra had kept their best till the
She full of the pathos that all dance music
when meant to be most joyous full, too,
Au. delicious inyolutions, winding in and out I
ort- its rayishing tune seemed to ill the very &C
ngs, of the heart My arm was round Jaquel
ure my head was bent toward her, felt
breath, her heart; we swayed to the sal
uch music il quickened and whirled US at
will we were in another world, wild, a
the sweet, and passionate world and I'm sure
ave did not want to come back to this one. 81
me denly, with an imperious movement, she sto
ugh still
me. "That will DO, Monsieur, she said. "Thanl
,uld trouble you no more" And, before | b
the recovered from my bewildered vexatic
4 to Jaqueline aud her father were both gone
When | saw Jaqueline the next time