Richland beacon., 1873-02-08

"Nanncttc." he said, miserable as | had
ever been, twas happiness compared TO
the agony that took possession of me.
when first awoke to what | might have
been, and the full knowledge of what |
was. The only prayer for years dared
To utter. was TO beg happiness for you"
And God heard that prayer. Raoul,
said Nannctte. IL had your father 10 love.
and YOU 10 remember. All. think not my
friend. that my lif. has been one ofSorrOw:'
and hoping TO comfort him. she told him
how good Jeanne Fcroucilc was To her.
and that her place az the hotel now was as
Il daughter, not a servant; and in her poor
way. madame, she tried to make him see
that God. who Or(!ercth ali things WILL.
had ordered that in life these two should
be apart, bat that in death they Shouldtc
again united.
About five O'Clock the priest came. and
before he left, he spoke kindly 10 Nan
nettc, and told her that ne would see if
anything could be done for the children,
whose welfare alone now troubled the
sick man: But Nannette easel him of
that burden: and when she y ent to ;aOul
again, She told him that he must give his
children IT, her. AMI she would be a moth
or 10 them; and after that great peace
seemed to come 10 him, and he began to
hope that God would yet grant him the
pardon. that for three long years he had
sought with sorrow and despair. Two
davS after this he died. madame, calling
down blessings on her head, and bidding
Marie remember. that Babette and her
self owed everything they had to their
bonne Mere Nannette.
Madame could not credit the goodness
which everybody showed 20 me at that
time. The little money Raoul had was
spent in paying Madame CagOt's bill. and
bad name as the people around gave the
woman, she refused to take singlc sou
for Nannette: but in parting. whispered, |,
would she pray for her. The seamen.
who seemed so bold and rough. made to-
gether a sum to carry the poor ore to
Wire, so YOU will know that never since
has Il sailor gone empty from the Hotel
st Pierre. The good priest went sarety
| for the undcrtakers bill. and wrote lew
weeks after to say Il friend Of the church
had paid it; and so with such help, Nan
nette was able 20 lay RaOul among his
people. Jeanne Ferouelle scOlded little
about the children, but in the midst sht
! broke doan. saying their food would ncv-
or he missed. and they should not bepart
ed from Nanue.tc.
!
| sharply into Marccl's heart. and he wa'
! greatly comforteJ. poor old man, by thu
/ grand funeral Monsieur lc Cure gave hi!
son. about which he talked with pride un
til his death.
After few years, Jeanne Fcroulle als'
died, leaving all she had to her cousil
/ Nannette, who thus became mistress o
the Hotel st. Pierre. My daughter Marie
Vanicr. is already married to Louis Renou
the farmer at Jurquc. Babette, madame
has seen All, yes, 'tis true she Is dea
child: but Il cannot expect to keep he
long, for Of,times, when. the days worl
dom. sit thinking on those gone befor,
me, hear sound. and. standing OUTSIDE
the forge. see tolnai:I the young black
smith while from the winuuw .t30ye,
know leans out 3abette, and mist rises
and the years vanish. and for a short mo
mcnt il is EaOul who stands theIr, an
Nannette who leans at the window
Good Cheer.