, 1873-06-22
SO fuu Of sweetness, so musical, and
80 friendly that Anse1m felt his soul

diately fell in love with the girl, boing, IS be
WAS, possessed with thoughts Of marriage at
that very time. Nevertheless, ho passed he1
without speaking, being timid to the last degree
with woman, and it was not until he had gone By
at least bow-ehot that he reflected that mas
ter goldsmith, Kings retainer, and burgess OF
Paris might make bis bow to eny fair lady il he
felt like it. Having mustered up courage, be
| who still held her COW by the cord.
| All, my little one, said he, ''you must be
very poor i you work on Gods day. Are you
Gf esn Pg5 PPepedR dRfsee hs I CASTING
her eyelids, II have nothing to fear, because 1
belong to the Abbey there. The Lord Abbo.
has given US leave to Craze the COW after ves-
pers."
I'D "po you loys your COW better than your souls
-" Al, Monseignour, this poor beast is truly
| the half Of cur poor Ife."
Il wonder, MY dear, to see you 80 poor and
60 rugged, al in tattors, and with naked feet in
the fields on q Sunday, seeing that you are SO
city talked Of marriage to you 2"
| "Ah no, sir. belong to the Abbey" said
| she, showing to the goldsmith bracelet on her
! left arm not unlike that worn by cattle, but
| who became quite melancholy with sympathy
| for her sadness.
"Why, what is all this ?" Il. resumed, touch
Ing the bracelet where the arlns Of the Abbey
were clearly engraved, but which he pretended
"slonseigneur, I am the daughter of slave.
So, whoever will marry me will become serf
we're he burgess of Paris, and would
belong, body and goods, to tho Abbey; ana
one-deserted and desolate, like q boast
OF the field. But that which grieves
me most, sad she, shedding few warm tears,
"some day, when it pleases the Lord Abbot,
shall be married to another serf Even il were
r1y- 1rnr1 T1o1
on me second time, after be had seen this, )"
touching her bracelet, for the most amorous
| would fec from me as from the black DEATH"
So saTing, she sighed from the bottom of her
heart, aud gave little pull upon tho rope. to
make tho cow follow her.
"And how old are you p said Anse1m.
- don't know, Monseigneur, but the father
Abbot has it in the registry"
This terrible misery touched the heart Of the
good man. who himself had eaten the bread OF
misfortune, and knew how bitter it was. But
this depth Of misery that he had never
dreamed Of. He walked by the side OF the
young girl, and they went toward the Seine in
complete silence. Anselm gazed fxedly at his
young companion, and his artists eye noted her
beautiful features, her queenly form, the deli
cate rounding OF her arms, and the beauty Of
her bare feet, which, though covered with dust,
were small enough for the slipper Ct Cinderella.
perfect neck al but the upper part being mod
estly covered by her frock OF villain
Gus material. His veins seemed filled
with love instead Of blood, and his heart
but his love and timidity we're 60 great that it
vas with difficulty he could articulate.
"You haye fine COW, said he.
"Would you like q little milk Z" sho replied.
"It is so hot at the end Of May, and you have
had long walk from the CITY,"
In truth, the sky waB pure corulean, without
cloud, and the sun burned worse than the heat Of
a forge. The air trembled with love aud youth,
and tho gracious aspect OF Nature camo
To sss aesnee Aess I'll Ills tasse
offer without the hope Of profit, and the
modesty. Of gesture NTH which the poor
girl turned to make it, quite oyercane the gold
smith, who longed to have the power to mako
only her master the Abbot, but all France should
be at her feet.
'No, my darling, am not thirsty. That ia, I
do not care for any milk but I care greatly for
1T cannot be, and shall live and die belong
ing to the Abbey, We hare lived so for long
time, from father to son, from mother to daugh-
tor. Like my ancestors, shall pass my days on
the Abbot will never permit me to remain
SINGLE
"What," said tho Tourangean, s'do you mean
to say that no gallant has been tempted By your
sweet eyes to buy your lberty2 thought 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 behind some brave
gentleman?'
Oh yes Moneeigneur; but if were taken I
should be hung at the very least. and my lover,
we're he even great lord, would lose more than
ono estate, perhaps all his possessions. And
am not worth so much. knd then the Abbey
has long arms, longer to reach than my feet
would be quick to get away. And besldes. de-
sire to live in humble obedience to God, who has
placed me in this state Of life
"What does your father do!"
t.He works among tho v1nes in the gardens
and vineyards of the Abbey"
= And your n,othor:"
''Hhe does the wnshing."
"And what is your name ::
II havo no name, my dear lord. My father
was baptized Eticnne, my mother is La Eticnue
and am tho little Tiennotte, ut your service"
My darling, said tho goldsmith, no woman
did ever please me as you have done, and am
sure that you ha7o heart full Of I'll nobleness.
And, seeing that you presented yourself to my
marry, take it to be an omen from Heaven. 1t,
therefore. am not displeaging to you, pray |
you to take me for your friend and husband"
These words were uttered with SO grave an ac-
cent, and impressive manner, that Ticn- |
uette wept.
''No. Monseignour," she replied. II shall
cause you thousand sorows and shall be your
misfortune. Let it pass. I'm poor serf girl. |
You have said enough
"Ho," said Anselm, shave I? You don't
know me, my girl, nor with what sort of man
you deal.
Then joining his hands together, and raising
his eyes to heaven. lo spoke out.
''Imako q solemn VOW to tho Sieur Saint
Eloi whose pity protects the craft Of gold
smiths, to make two inches of silver, and to
adorn them with my finest workmanship. Ono
shall be for statue OF the Holy Virgin, il
she will intercede for the liberty OF thus my
dear wife. and the other for my patron
St. Eloi, if I have good success in this
enterprise Of the enfranchisement OF Tiennette,
female sert. here present. to which devote my
self, goods, md body. And I swear BY my
hopes OF eternal happiness to pe1severe With
courage in this affair, to spend every doit OF
what possess, and to relinqnish it only with my
life. And now God has heard my vow, and you,
little one, also" said he, turning to the young
girl.
"Oh, my lord, my dear lord; oh, my COW is
running away" cried she, throwing herself on
ny life only take back your vow"
"Let uB SO and catch the cow replied the
goldsmith, raising her up, but without daring to
ziss her, though the young girl already loved