The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1872-02-08

tossing her head away with q jerk.
"Camo over with the Conqueror."
"Rea'ly?" cries Paul, with an eager.
ness which shows that, whatever othe,
weakness es he may be superior to, Be il
not above that of a sincere penchan
toward pedigree. i IL. -.
"How do I know ?" cries LeDorc, i'm
patiently. "Who cares What does
it matter? Grandfather do not make q
man, or a woman either"
"They are rather apt, however, te
make a gentleman" answers Paul some
what stif1ly.
81 always tell everybody" continue;
she, with an arch-smile, "that VIC arc
lineally descended from the poet.
shall not mind being grcat-great great
granddaughter to 'Fair Dafftdils.'
"And are you?" asks her lover, re-
signing himself to come down six cen
turies IN his expectations.
II have not the slightest reason 70,
supposing so" answers she, with care
less laugh.
Paul heaves an involuntary sigh.
"What will the next article be, as
shopkeepers say ?" asks Lenore present.
ly, giving her head 40 uneasy toss, and
with sort Of swagger in her voice,
which is quite as much the result Of
nervousness as Of pride. "Whether
have any money. l SUPPOSE ?"
"Possibly," answers he, uncomfort-
ably.
"And you will reply, Not sou = "
Raising her two hands, and letting
them fall again with gesture oxprcs.
sive of utter destitutlon.) Z
"Exactly."
She lepghs maliciously.
"HoMsI should ike to see thei,
faces! Grandfather doubtful, and pen.
nilessness certain Yon would, how
ever, not be quite correct; I have scv-
eral sous--an immense number, in fact.
How many sous are there in four thous-
and pounds in the three per cents?"
GAS many as IN four thousand pounds
out of the three per oents," he answers,
laughing.
"a base evasion Of a difficult arith-
metical problem Well, sous or no sous,
[ really have four thousand pounds"
"l am delighted to hear it,"
"Could not you put it into ftaucs
when you mention it to your family
1t sounds 20 immense, then
81 am afraid they would detect the
imposture."
"Jemima has more-a good deal
more," says Lenore, communicatively ;
"still, We only make up five hun irsd
pounds year between us-a fact, how.
ever, which We carefully conceal from
our acquaintance, having learned by ex-
perience the entire truth of Svlomoa's
epigram, that the poor, even his
neighbor bateth him =" s..
They reach the hotel, thessnpty sa.
lon. S+5ssssss:sSss' 80
''lt is contemplate dot r cries LIE.
nore, indignantly, flinging down hes hat
on the floor, and herself on the sofa.
zone ought to bo supcrhumanly hand
some to induce people to overlook it,"
at is better than nothing" replies
Paul, with philosophical if lugubuous
attemps to Look at his belovcd's minute
portion from cheerful point of view.
"Four thousand pounds!' repeats
Lenorc, scornfully. "Not four thou
sand pounds gear ! That would be
oil very we'll but four thousand pounds
for the whole maintenance aud SUP.
port Of reasonable educated being
with fioe feeling for lace, and just
abhorrance Of country boots and thread
gloves!"
"And gingham umbrellas !" supple.
ments LIE Mesurier, laughing.
"You must know that we are not all
church-mice. However," says Lenore,
presently" " "for the family I must tell
you that we have some rich people
among us-my sister Sylvia, for IN.
stance"
"Your sister Sylvia" cries Paul,
rather agbast. 81 had no idea that you
had sister Sylvia, or sister any thing
else, except Jemlma. I suppose
Thezia, and Therese, and few more,
will transpire by-and-by."
"Some years ago, she married." con
tinues the girl, geographically. "She
is a pretty little cat, with eyes as big as
tea'cups; and he-well, he was old
enough to be everydo9y's grandfather
(stretcbing out both arms comprehe D.
sively). "He was as bald as my hand
(opening one pretty pink palm), "as
fat as Falstaff, as iguora Mt as carp,
and he had made bis money by that
yellow grease that they put on railway
wheels"
"Good Heavens how awful! Is
he alive still?" asks Paul, nervously.
"That is what 1 arm coming to-"
continues she gravely. "In poetic
justice he ought to have had creeping
paralysis, softeoing cf tho brain-sny
thing that would have kept her tied to
the leg Of bis bath.chair for the next
twenty or thirty years, as judgment
on her for marrying him-instead Of
which, what happens?" (Standing be.