Connecticut western news., 1873-07-11

small and gracefully posed upon a per feet neck, all but the upper part being modestly covered by her frock of will lainous material. His veins seemed filled with love, instead of blood, and his heart came leaping into his throat. He tried to speak, but his love and timidity were so great that 1t was with difficulty he could .articulate.
 "You have a fine cow," said he.
 "Would you like little milk ?" she replied. cit is 50 hot at the end of May, and you have had a long walk from the city,"
 In truth, the sky was pure cerulean, without cloud, and the sun burned worse than the heat of forge. The air trembled with love and youth, and the gracious aspect of Nature came to the heart of Anselm with a hitherto un- dreamed-of significance. Thisingenuous offer without hope of profit, and the modesty of gesture with which the poor girl turned to make it quite overcame the goldsmith, who longed to have the power to make her Queen of France at that moment, so that not only her mas- ter the Abbot, but all France, should be at her feet.
 "No, my darling, I am not thirsty. That is, do not care for any milk, but I care greatly for you, and I would like to gain you your freedom"
 die belonging to the Abbey. We have son, from mother to daughter. Like these lands, and my children will after me, for the Abbot will never permit me to remain single"
 What," said the Touraugean, do you mean to say that no gallant has been tempted by your sweet eyes to buy your liberty? I bought mine of the King"
 "Ah, it would cost too much. And SO those who see me once never seek me again"
 "And did you never think of going to some other country on horseback be- hind some brave gentleman ?"
 "Oh, yes, Monseigneur but if ] were taken, I should be hung at the very least, and my lover, were he even great lord, would lose more than one estate, perhaps all his possessions. And I am not worth so much. And then the Abbey has long arms, longer to reach than my feet would be quick to get away. And besides, I desire to live in humble obedience to God, who has placed me in this state of life"
 "What does your father do ?"
 "He works among the vines in the gardens and vineyards of the Abbey"
 "And your mother ?"
 "She does the washing"
 "And what is your name?" "I have no name, my dear lord. My father was baptized Etienne, my mother is La Eteinne, and I am the little Tiennette at your service"
 "My darling" said the goldsmith "no woman did ever please me as you have done, and am sure that you have heart full of all nobleness. And see ing that you presented yourself to my eyes at the very moment when I re solved to marry, take it to be an omer from heaven. If, therefore, I am not displeasing to you, I pray you to talk me for your friend and husband"
 These words were uttered with SC grave an accent, and so impressive { manner, that Tiennette wept. No, Mon seigneur," she replied, "I shall cause you 8 thousand sorrows, and shall b' your misfortune. Let it pass. I'm poor serf girl. You have said enough.
 "Ho," said Anselm, "h have I? Yo1 don't know me, my girl, nor with wha sort of man you deal"
 "Then joining his hands together and raising his eyes to heaven, he spok out:
 "I make solemn VOW to the Sieu Saint Eloi, whose pity protects tn craft of goldsmiths, to pake two niche of silver, and to adorn them with m finest workmanship. One shall be for statue of the Holy Virgin, if she vii intercede for the liberty of this my dea wife, and the other for my patron St Eloi if I have good success in this enter prise of the enfranchisement of Tier nette, female serf, here present, t which devote myself, goods and body And I swear by my hopes of eternal haf piness to persevere with courage in thi affair, to spend every doit of what possess, and to relinquish it only wit my life. And now God has heard m VOW, and you, little one, also," said ht turning to the young girl.
 "Oh, my lord, my dear lord oh, m COW is running away" cried she, throv ing herself on her knees before Anseln "I will love you all my life, only tax back your vow"
 "Let us go and catch the cow," r, piled the goldsmith, raising her up, b1 without daring to kiss her, though tI young girl already loved him passion ately.
 And so the goldsmith ran after u COW, who was soon caught and held t the horns, for he was so full of joy tn for two pins he would have tossed it the air, so strong he felt.
 " Good bye, my darling. If yo come into Paris don't fail to come to n house, near the Church of St. Eloi. am called Master Anselm, and am u
 goldsmith to the Kings Majest , Promise me to be in this field ne:
 Gods day don't fail to come, thoug the sky should rain javelins. "Yes, good and dear Sir. To con | I would leap all the hedges, and wish may be yours without causing any hu f to you, even if it were at the expense 3 my future happiness. And l will prs God for you with all my strength, wal l ing for our next meeting." Anselm departed toward the tow = going right on, never looking backwar D HUI OO UAC A1SHU, HUI y0U OO UAO LULU, dS , man walks who is set in his purpos and Tiennette watched him going, fxt l like stone image of some saint, nev r stirring from her position until sl a could see him no more and long aft e the burgess was far out of sight, sl , strained her eyes. There she remain' t until nightfall, lost in reflection, hard e knowing if all that had been was not
 dream. Then she went back to t a wretched pen, which was her home, al n was soundly beaten for being late; b
 did not feel the blows, being full l. love for Anselm. As for him, he lc
 the power of working, could neith e eat, nor drink, nor sleep. If he sh
 his eyes, he saw Tiennette if he to- e up his tools, Tiennette foated on t If silver plates, and hindered him fire d working if he blew up his forge, a saw her lovely form in the red glow IF tho firoa Sho woa nort of hio life