Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1873-02-08

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old lady had recovered, and was to make
her appearance abroad on this day at u
grand gala given by a baroness, who
lived at the end Of the street. / was
then certain to sec Amelia pass by, and
eight days Of privation had enhanced
that thought. / am sure Madame de
Belmont did not look to this party with
as much impatience as l did. She was
always one of the first it had scarcely
struck five when | heard the bell of her
gate. took up book there was at
my post and presently | saw Amelia
appear, dazzling with dress and beauty
+ rs she gave her arm to he.' mother !;
never yet had the brilliancy Of her figure
so struck me this time there was no
occasion for her to speak to catch my
eyes; they We're fixed on her, but hers
were bent down however, she guessed
that | was there, for she passed slowly
to prolong my happiness. followed
her with my gaze, until she entered the
house; there only she turned her head
for q second the door was shut, and
she disappeared, but remained present
to my heart | could neither close my
window nor cease to look at the baro-
nets hotel, as if | could see Amelia
through the walls. | remained there
till all objects were fading into obscTi-
ty The approach Of night, and the
frostiness Of the air, brought to my
recollection that the rOsc-tree was still
on the peristyle; never had it been so
precious to me. | hastened to it, and
scarcely was in the aute-chamber, when
! heard singular noise like that Of an
animal browsing and tinkling its bells.
| trembled, flew, and | had the grief
to find a sheep quietly fixed beside by
rose-trees, of which it was making its
evening repast with no slight avidity.
81 caught up the first thing in my
way; it was heavy cane. | wished to
drive away the gluttonous beast Alas !
it was too late he had Just bitten off
the beautiful branch of buds; he swal-
| lowed them one after another, and in
spite Of the gloom I could see, half out
of his mouth, the finest of them all,
which in moment was champed like
the rest. | was neither ill-tempered nor
violent but at this sight was no Ion
ger master of myself. Without well
( knowing what did, discharged blow
of my cane on the animal, and stretched
it at my feet. No sooner did | perceive
it motionless than repented Of having
/ killed a creature unconscious of the
mischief it had done. Was this worthy
of tho. nrofessog Of philosophy, the
adorer of the gentle Amelia? But thus
to eat up my rose-tree, my only hope to
get admittance to her When | thought
on its humiliation, | could not consider
myself so culpable. However, the
night darkened | heard the old SER
want crossing the lower passage, and |
called her.
""Catherine, said /, bring your
light, there is mischief here you ttft
the stable-door open, (that Of the court
was also unclosed,) one of your sheep
has been browsing on my rose-trees, and
/ have punished it..
She soon came with the lantern in her
hand.
"'It is not one of our sheep, said she.
4 have Just come from them the stable
gate is shut and they are all within. 0
blessed saints blessed saints What do
see?' exclaimed she, when near it is
the pet sheep of our neighbor Mademoi-
selle Amelia de Belmont: Poor Robin
what bad luck brought you here? o
how sorry she will be +
"Inearly dropped down beside Robin,
"'Of Mademoiselle Amelia said |,
in a trembling voice has she actually
a sheep?'
$50 good Lord, no she has none at
this moment, but that which lies there,
with its four legs mp in the air. She
loved it as herself; see the collar that
she worked for it with her own hands.
| bent to look at it. 1t was of red
leather, ornamented with little bells,
and she had embroidered on it i'll gold
thread, Robin belongs to Amelia dc
Belmont she loves him, and begs that
he may be restored to her.
"What will she think of the barba
rian who killed him in fit Of passion
the vice that she most detests? She Is
right, it has been fatal to her yet if h,
should be only stunned by a blow
Catherine, run, ask for some ether, ol
Kdu dc Vie, or hartshom-run, Cattle
rine, run
"Catharine set off. l tried to make
it open its mouth; my rosebud wa'
still between its hermotrically-sealeC
teeth. Perhaps the collar pressed it
in fact, the throat was swelled. go
it off with difficulty; something fel
from it at my feet, which mechanical!
too, up and put into my pocket with
out locking ut, SO much was | absorbed
in auy ETY. fer the resuscitation. I rubbed
him V It'll all my strength; | grew NOR,
, and II re inpatient for the return o
Catherine. She came with small
, phial in her hand, calling out, in he
, usual manner, Here, sir; here's tn,
, medicine. | never opened my moutl
about it to Mademoiselle Amelia I pit,
her enough without that.
"'What is all this, Catherine wher
, have you seen Mademoiselle Amelia
! and what is her aflliction, if she doe
not know of her favorites death 2
$50 sir, this is terrible day for tn