The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1873-01-31

all along the street, but has found
nothing.
It struck me that the substance
that had fallen from the sleeps collar
had the form of ring-eouId it possi-
bly, be I looked at it and Judge to my
Joy, it was Madame de BelmOnts 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. I pressed
the precious ring to my heart and to
my lips, assured myself that the
sheep was really dead, and leaving him
stretched near the devastated rose trees.
L ran into the street, dismissed those
who were seeking in vain, and stationed
myself at my door to await the return
of my neighbOrs. 1 saw from a dis
tance the fiambeau 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. It 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 bewiIdered.'
q heard all this as I followed at
some PAGES behind them. They reached
home, and had the cruelty to prolong,
for some moments more, Amelia's NOR
tifcation. I intended that the treasure
should procure me the eJltree of their
dwelling, and [ waited till they had got
up stairs. I then had myself announced
as the bearer of good news I 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, bnt
that was the finder. She cast herself
on her mothers bosom, and turning Oh
me her eyes, humid with tears, though
beaming with pleasure, she clasped her
hands, exclaiming %, sir, what obli-
cation, what gratitude do we not owe to
you ?
g All, Mademoiselle 2 returned I,
you know not to whom you address
the term cyTatit77de
&c 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 I cannot credit it. Why
should you do so? You are not so
cruel.
"' No; but I am so unfortunate. 1t
was in opening his collar, which I have
also brought to you, that your ring fell
on the ground you promised a great
recompense to him who should find it.
I dare to solicit that recompense grant
me my pardon for Robins death
And I, sir, thank you for it, ex-
claimed the mother. I 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 it
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 who
had killed Robin, as that he was dead.
"' Poor Robin, said she, drying a
tear, 'he was rather too fond of running
out. 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 was at supper.
''' What good luck it was that he
went straight to this gentleman's,' OBJ
served the mother.
'''Yes, for you, said Amelia. He
was cruelty received was it such
crime, sir, to enter your door?'
est was night, replied. Il could
not distinguish the collar and learn
ed, when too late, that the animal be-
Ionged to You.
''' Thank Heaven, then, you did not
know it ? cried the mother, or where
would have been my ring?
cit is necessary, at least, said
Amelia, with emotion, that I should
know how my favorite could have so
cruelty chagrined you.
o, MademoiselIe, he had devoured
my hope, my happiness, a superb rose
tree about to blow, that I had been
long watching, and intending to present
to-to-a person on new-year's day
"Amelia smiled, blushed, extended
her lovely hand toward me, and mur-
INJURED, All is pardoned'
eff it had eaten up a rose-tree about
to blow cried out Madame de Bel
mont, 1T deserved a thousand deaths
would give twenty sheep for a rose
tree in blow.
And I am much mistaken, said
Amelia, with the sweetest naiUcte, if
this very rose-tree was not intended for
you
"' For me you have lost yOur senses,
child have not the honor of knowing
the gentleman
- But he knows your fondness for
roses I mentioned it one day before
him. the only time I ever met him, at
Madame de SIS. Is it not true, sir,
that my unfortunate favorite had eaten
up my mothers rose-tree?'
seI acknowledged 1t, and I related
the cnnrse of edncation Of my fiftv