The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-07-06
THE THREE FRIENDS OF VAUX
VILA1NE.
From the Temple Bar.
An EPISODE OF THE PRESENT WAR.
BY f. M. f. sKENE.

sunny spot in all France than the little
village of Vaux Nilaine. Very rural and
primitive it was, and the echoes from
the great tumultuous world without came
few and faint among the green fields an0
purple vineyards, where the birds sang
SO merrlly and the summer winds sighed
so softly through the rustling trees.
It possessed several substantial farm
houses among It's humber cottages, and a
pretty little church, served by anold cure,
who, In his broad hat, and black soutG2ae,
walked, breviary in hand, from house to
house, and was veritable father and
friend to every man, woman and child in
the place. The population was entirely
agricultural, and the magnates of the vii
lage were few thriving farmers, who
sent their sons to the cure for few hours
daily teaching, which gave them some in
tellectual advantages above the rest Of the
iea6aaesSe of VauX Vilaine
Amongst these farmers sons were three
young men about the same age, who were
for some years under the good priests
tuition, and who had at that period of
their boyhood contracted friendship for
each other, which they had preserved in
tact through the years that had interven-
ed since then.
Sunday, the 10th OF July, 1870, was a
glorious summer day, but intensely hot /;
and when the benediction service, at
which the cure generally gave his people
little address, was finally over that eve
ming, these three young men, Martel LIE
pelletier, Jules Desmarets, and Evariste
Rossel, sauntered away to large tree
which stood in a retired part of the
churchyard, and threw themselves down
under its Speeding branches to enjoy the
soft evening air, while they conversed
together in free and happy confidence.
Now, their talk was Of the future it is
not often Of anything else with most Of Us
IN those hopeful days of youth, when the
unknown life is full of golden possibili
ties, and no shadow from failure or disap-
pointmenr has dimmed the sunshine
which expectant fancy sheds on all that
is to come.
GLOW gloomy the bon pere was in his
sermon tonight - said Martel, stalwart
youth, with blue eyes and curling fair
hair, and bright frank expression of
face; che could talk of nothing but the
uncertainty of life, and the necessity of
preparing ourselves for all sorts of posi-,
Bile trials and troubles. Ma to5 [ see
no uncertainty in it, and do not antici-
pate any trials My fate is settled for
me, and [ am very well contented with
it."
Il should think SO, indeed!" said Jules,
who was tall and slender, with keen dark
eyes, and look of great intelligence and
vivacity ''Who would wish for anything
better than to have the gentiIle Vevette
for .15Gncee, and the prettiest farm in Vaux
Vilaine for your home and possession
your father gives his home up to you
when you marry, does he not!"
eyes, he means to retire to my grand
fathers ole house, and leave me to man
age the farm, and you shall see what
success mean to have. [ have some
famous plans, which will astonish all our
old farmers not little I expect"
"And your wedding is to be on All
Saints Day, is it not?"
eyes, on the 1st of November, without
fail. | wanted it sooner. Vevette's
mother declared she could not possibly
before that date, get ready the fine store
of linen she means to give us for our new
MENACE"
'In the meantime you see Vevette eve
ry day, SO you are not much to be pitled
mon ana"
mo, indeed, nor you either for the mat
ter of that, Monsieur Jules. suppose
you will be off to your uncle as soon as
my marriage is over"
"That shall Paris! Paris! /" exclaim
ed Jules, starting up, and taking fyine
leap over the nearest grave, as an outlet
to the excitement which the very name O.
the gay capital woke in him. 81 promis
ed to dance at your aaoce, Martel, so I will
wait for that, but do not stay here a day
after it.. My uncle said might come il
November, and he will have the honor O
receiving me on the Cd of that month"
as it true that he means to make 20.
| his heir ?"
$50 he hints, and he is rich. All, de
| lightfully rich; he is horse dealer, yor
know, and he gets guineas without mum
Der from the Milors Anglais, who com,
to Paris for their amusement. T shall
have horses to ride whenever please
that is the glorious part of it, I am tt
take them out for exercise, and I shall
take good care they have enough of that
promise you" and Jules looked at hi
friends with roguish smile.
| ut is a pleasant prospect, I must say,
replied Martel "Well, the cure hat
surely no need to talk to us of the trial
and miseries of life-unless you hav
to anticipate them, Evariste," he added
turning to the third young man, who hat
rot yet spoken.
Evariste was smaller and more delicate
ly made than either of his companions
and had very refined features and sol
hazel eyes, which were shaded with
certain pensiveness that hardly amounte,
to melancholy as he turned to Martel