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


that had fallen from the sleeps collar
had the form Of ring-could it possi-
bly, be looked at it and judge to my
joy, it was Madame de Belmont's ring,
and really very beautiful and costly.
A secret presentiment whispered to me
that this was better means Of presen-
tation than the rose-tree. / pressed
the pr cious ring TO my heart and to
my lips, assured myself that the
sheen was really dead, and leaving him
stretched near the devastated rose-trees,
| ran ilto the street, dismissed those
who were seeking in vain, and stationed
myself at my door to await the return
of my neighbors / saw from a dis
tance the hambeau that preceded them,
quickly distinguished their voices, and
comprehended by that that Amelia had
confessed her misfortune. The mother
scolded bitterly; the daughter wept,
and said, Perhaps it may be found.
$50 yes, perhaps, replied the mother
with irritation. 1t is too rich a prize
to him who finds it. The Emperor gave
it to your diseased father on the field,
when he saved his life; he set more
value on it than on all he possessed be-
sides, and now you have thus flung it
away. But the fault is mine for having
trusted you with it. For some time
back you have seemed quite bewildered.
II heard all this as | followed at
some PAGES behind them. Theyreached
home, and | had the cruelty to prolong,
| for some moments more, Amelia's NOR
tifcation. intended that the treasure
should procure me the eHtrce of their
dwelling, and | waited till they had got
up stairs. then had myself announced
as the bearer Of good news. | was in
troduced, and respectfully presented
the ring to Madame de Belmont and
how delighted seemed Amelia and how
beautifully she frightened in her joy,
not alone that the ring was found, but
that | was the finder. She cast herself
on her mothers bosom, and turning on.
me her eyes, humid with tears, though
bcaming with pleasure, she claspcd her
hands, exclaiming 20, sir, what obli-
cation, what gratitude do we not owe to
you +
All, Mademoiseller returned |,
You know not to whom you address
the term gratitude
To one who has conferred on me a
great pleasure, said she
"'To one who has caused you a
serious pain--to the killer Of Robin.
"' You, sir. l Icannot credit it. Why
should sou do 80? You are not SC
cruel.
80 No; but am so unfortunate. Ii
was in opening his collar, which l have
also brought to you, that your ring fell
on the ground You promised great
recompense to him who should find it.
| dare to solicit that recompense grant
me my pardon for Robins death.
And l, sir, thank you for it, eX-
claimed the mother L could never
endure that animal it took up Amelia's
entire time, and wearied me out Of all
patience with its bleating. If you had
not killed it, Heaven knows where il
might have carried my diamond. But
how did it get entangled in the collar
Amelia, pray explain all this
Amelia's heart was agitated; she
was as much grieved that it was l who
had killed Robin, as that he was dead.
"' Poor Robin, SAID she, drying {
tear, 'he was rather too fond of running
ont. Before leaving home had put on
his collar, that he might not be lost he
had always been brought back to me-
The ring must have slipped under his
collar. l hastily drew on my glove
and never missed it till Twas at supper.
"'What good luck it was that he
went straight to this gentlemans, Oh
served the mother.
50 Yes, for you, said Amelia. He
was cruelty received was it such ,
crime, sir, to enter your door?'
"It was night, replied, 1 coul(
not distinguish the collar and learn
ed, when too late, that the animal be
longed to you.
"'Thank Heaven, then, You did no
know it = cried the mother, On where
= would have been my ring?
"'It is necessary, at least, sale
Amelia, with emotion, that l shoulC
know how my favorite could have s'
cruelty chagrined you.
$50, Mademoiselle, he had devoureC
my hope, my happiness, superb rose
tree about to blow, that l had beel
long watching, and intending to presen
to-to-a person on new-year's day..
"Ameha smiled, blushed, EXTENDED
,, her lovely hand toward me, and mur
, INJURED, An is pardoned.
elf ii had eaten up a rose-mee abou
to blow cried out Madame de Bel
, mont, 1T deserved thousand deaths
, | would give twenty sheep for a rose
tree in blow
= "And l am much mistaken, SAT
! Amelia, with the sweetest naircto, i
:. this very rose-tree was not intended fo
q you.
"'For me you have lost your senses
;. child; have not the honor of KNOWN
the gentleman.
"'But he knows your fondness fo
: roses mentioned it one day befor
him, the only time | ever met him, q
Madame de SIS. Is it not true, sill
that my unfortunate fayorite had cate
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