The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1874-07-04

were afraid to allow the fremen to
use their reservoirs" AT that mo-
ment Jean Guyot entered; and, a.
he G nversd with his wife on house
hold matters, Jacques refined on q
lounge by the open window, alb
sorled in thought.
JacqueS recovery was slow; and
his suffering made q deep and last
ing impression on his mind. Finally
they were ccmpeled to use water
So muddy and brackish. that even
the swine would hardly accept il,
save in the last extremity. The
boys moral power came to his aid,
afet the conversation above related;
and he struggled manfully to con-
quer by patience What appeared to
have no other immediate remedy.
| CHAPTER II.
A dozen years have elapsed since
the events recorded in the last chap
ter. Jean Guyot is dead. Ills son
is now a young man oftwenty-three,
and is standing by the very bed in
tho Iittle CHAMBER where we first
made his acquaintance. Madame
Guyot is lying on the couch aud
the old doctor is at Jacques side.
"Dear Jacques, ! am going" she
murmured, alnast illaudibly; ''and
yet would gladly have seen you,
and Annette married before my
death; but heavens will he done. ;"
The son did not reply, lie knelt
by the bedside, and held hismother's
haud ia his.
at was your fathers wiSh," she
continued. "You were betrothed
in carly childhood. Her parents
died soon after; and She went to
live with her uncle, who has never
favored year union" Jacques was
still silent, and she proceeded
"Silpe your illness, the year Of the
last gEeat drought, you are much
changed in character. You have
grown melancholy, and | have tried
IN vaia to bring back your naturally
cheerful temper. Remember iny
last request, Jacques; remember
your duty to Annette"
In a few days all was over, and
the young man was alone in the
world aud yet why should he re-
maii 90? He had a comfortable
house to live in; and his prospects
were better than those Of his class,
for he was both industrious and
economical. In TACT, he was already
known as penurious; |; and people
said he was constantly growing like
his uDcle-an old miser who had
lived III a garret for fifty years, and
died very rich, before Jacques was
born.
"He'll be q perfect old curmnd.
geon,'' rald M. Pardee to his wife,
a. Annette was entering the house
10 company with a handsome young
man. Jacques had just left, and
was still visible, walking away
from the house. ~
"W.hat a contrast!'' said Madame
Pardee "And | think Victor is
much attached to the girl.'
"Attachedl' exclaimed the hus.
band: "ot course he is. And he
will soon become a partner in the
establishment where he is now en-
ployed. Guyot is a slow, timM
fellow, who will never be worth
anything, because he is afraid to
branch out"
"Uncle," said Annette, coming
into the room. ."T have almost
made up my mind that you ara
right, Jacques ia 50 slow, and says
be cannot afford to be married fbs /
q year or two. The other giFlsate
all getting idstfIsa and they 6ay
| ana 3 fool To be u patient" ...,,s.
"Wheneyer you do make up
your mind, just let US know" said
the uncle, sternlY, ~.
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