The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1873-03-15

IN adultery. No! | am tender of her
soul and her reputation. Myvirtue will
not go unrewarded, either, for do | not
know how much Mons. v left his
daughter? Even the laws of Louisiana,
tender as they are of the rights OF a
femme cO1trerte cannot quite despOil me.
GO"-waving her away" and prepare
Madame for the charming surprise
which awaits her tonight. Al reUOir."
" will not tell her." cried Marie, pas
siOnato1y. "DO your own DEVILS work,
monster, it God will permit. such enOr-
nifty, for will not kill my poor inno-
cent young lady"
With trembling steps she hastened
from him. Sometimes wringing her
hands in impOtent despair, sometimes
Up the square, and into large open
space she passed with feverish haste.
At its end stood large iron gate, the
entrance to the ''Plaisance," the beauti-
full estate of the "De Kerlcrecs.n As it
closed behind her, she slackened her
pace-nOt to admire the peaceful moon
light which lay like a blessing on the
dark foliage Of the orange and lemon
trees which bOrdered the long avenue;
not to inhale the delicious OdOrs Of the
sweet olive waited on every breath of
air; not even to mark the brilliant effect
OF light and shadow on the groups of
red andy white iapOniCas in RICHEST bloom
on this warm February night.
"NO; poor Marie saw nothing on
Gods beautiful earth but one large
window i'll the second story of the villa
"a window open to the floor, and with
the damask curtains drawn aside to ad-
NIT the mild southern breeze.
"She is in there, ,'iher large black eyes
filling with ever-ready tears. "Oh my
poor lamb! | cannot tell her. He may
Telent, Oh the blessed Virgin and saints
may mterp0sC." Drawing her rosary
from her bosom she told over her beads
stopping at every Ave Maria, and pa
ter nOsteT to add few words Of her
own.
Apparently this act of piety calmed
her soul. She opened the hall door and
walked with steadier steps up the mas
sive oak staircase, then entered door
on the end of the long, broad passage
which divided the suits of apartments
and entered a room. Not a large room,
but so glowing with, light and bright
cOlOred flowers, that it was almost daZ-
zing, coming out OF the soft moonlight
and dimly lighted hall.
ing the door, with an infant in her arms,
whom she was vainly striving to quiet.
AlOvely blonde, d little, fairy-like crea-
ture, with bright yellow hair, dishev-
elled by her violent efforts to toss up
and down the screaming infant, her
round, child-like face crimsOned, and
the gray eyes on the verge of tears at
her repeated failures. "Atlast, Marie,' .
she cried, "Oh, take this terrible baby
who has screamed me deaf and crazy
But it seems an eternity since you went
away
"At last, too, Isay, from the bottom OF
my hear" added a gentleman, laughing
who sat little apart, with a book in his
hand. A man Of about forty, with q
handsome, rather stern face. Here
have I been striving for the last hour tt
finish the last chapter of the 'COmine
Race, HBut still that poor Marie hasn't
had a long holiday =
II tell You it seems forever" She all
swered pettishly, putting the child il
the arms Of its nurse and flying to {
little footstOOl at her husbands feet
| "But you have not missed me HenF
from my old place, OF you never woulC
have said poor D[arie,' instead Of poo
Claire I have lost Il whole evening,
nestling up to him, and laying her hea(
on his knee.
Her husband passed his hand careless
ly over the bright waves of hair.
"YOu are q spoiled child, my ittl
Claire" he said softly. "How long d
you expect me to pet you like all un
reasoning baby ?"
smile. At least, until am SO old, $
j.. NJ T Co.
or feel your touch. Then I will grOy
i DIT, who shakes her rusty wig, an
SAYS tdpres' to everything. Ugh! Tel
nae, Henri, do you not hate that W0r
EafterF It is always to me like col
'dOuche' when some one speaks Of thei
pleasures or happiness, and old severit
J chimes in with that i'll Omened 'GpreS.
) Will we ever say latter! to our love
Will not tomorrow be as happy as tC
day q
II hope SO, Mignonne," he answere
, gravely. Certainly, after is an ugl
, word sometimes. Not always though,
eyes always, always" she said vehf
! mently; II want no change, [ want u
t 'after.'H ....-..
AS she spoke, a loud clang of the bras
| | knOcker resounded through the housI
NJ de KerIerec \ rose from n,,5 hls seat
heaTy foOCsCeps were hear0 ascenOlh
: the sCalrs. H.,
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: WnaC does EliaG sGIupiu leo o., F4elFe hle"h u
bringing MN Up mere 7---..-- --
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Is over. II @ you nave 13N any business WI w
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