Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1875-12-18
PAULINE,

tne houses IN an old-fashiOned London
square, and two young ladies and their lug
gage were deposited at the door. Then the
door opened and Hood OF light streamed out
into the night air, giving a CHEEKY promise
of welcome that was not contradlcted, for
the two girls, ascending the wide staircase
were met on the landing by tall, stately
lady, whose stetelIness gave way as soon as
she saw them, and she embraced them warm
ly, with alternate kisses and tears.
Aunt Mathilde,' exclaimed the younger
and CAREER OF the TWO; chow glad am TO
see yOuir
"And also. echoed her companion. "Hoy
can ever thank yOu enough FOR giving me
this great pleasure. When Madame said
that Mrs Stanmore had Invited me also,
could not believe IL"
"Call me Aunt Mathilde, If you please, nv
dear" said Mrs. StaumOTe, whilst the tears
stood in her eyes and her lips quiversd.
The girl looked up in surprise; she had
never seen the stately lady before.
Il knew your grandmother" answered
Mrs StanmoTe. abruptly; 1--WE were once
like sisters. And now, rs you have had a
long journey, and must be in need OF refresh
haste own 10 tea"
Then the girls went away. and the stately
old lady sat down by the drawing-rOom n re.
She leaned back in her chair, and closed her
eyes.
$50 like Paul." she murmuIed. "Pauls
gTandchild working away IN a boarding
school! That must not be If can help il.
Paul and NiHa's grandchild. don't wonder
that Miliy took fancy to her. II she returns
after the holidays ii will be her own fault
and not mine"
thoughts went back To the days when she
and the French girls grandmother had been
sworn allies, until love stepped in and made
quarrel, and they never spoke again. 1t
was the old story. Two girls in love with the
same hero, and he chose one, and the other
was left dfsconsolate. DiscOnsoiate only for
a time, for MathilGe de Brenil married an
Englishman, 10 whom she became deeply at
tached-
OF Paul and his wife she lost sight. They,
after struggle with poverty, both died, and
Mrs. StaDmOre had well-nigh forgotten
them, when suddenly the name of the little
French governess struck her, and the result
was that Pauline Nalency was invited to
LONDON for the Christmas holidays.
FOR THE SAKE OF THE PAST.
The girls IN their comfortable bedrooms
discussed their reception. And as DAYS crept
on, IN lne oelightIui twilight hour before the
lamps were lighted, bit by bit OF the past
was Unrolled; and Aunt Mathilde found her
self growing younger through the history Of
alt was at HochfeI1, :" she said, "that your
grandmother and i were at school, and
formed school girl friendship. have often
thought that should like TO see the place
again-the old communicating school-house,
the public gardens, the soldiers, and the stu
dents All! ] remember every stone of the
place. i believe should have made pill
far alone"
go new, Aunt MathiIde, and take RS
with you" said Mildred, suddenly, whilst
Paul1ne's eyes shone with q great light;
though she said nothing.
days" continued Mildred; s'she has two
months at mid summer"
Pauline will have no more holidays" re.
turned Mrs. StanmOre. shortly.
Poor Pauline CALCULATED Mildred.
THAT is TO say" explained Mrs. STAN
more. "she will have 10 occasion for any. 1
have arrdn ged that she shall not go back to
Madame, and that shall have two children
instead of one to live with me-"
Mildred sprang up and clapped her hands;
then she kissed Mrs. StanmOre vehemently.
saying that "she was the dearest, best Aunt
MathIIde that ever lived, and was repaying
good Tor evil, for Paul had certainly behaved
..NonseEse," said Aunt Mathilde; "what
has that 10 do with It?''
Pauline had listened with bewilderment,
feet.
1t is for Pauline to say yes or no. said
hair.
Yes, yes, yes.' exclaimed Mildred, "of
You are too good, Madame-," began
"Aunt Mathilde, IF You please" inter
Iupted Mrs StanmOre; t'and am not good.
1t is all as il should be; and L have not so
much 10 be angry for after all, since my life
has been fun OF happiness"
:" Yes ~ Is indeed all as 1t should be; and
IN the summer We will 60 TO Hochfeld,"
added Mildred.
HoCHFELD.
IL was exactly as Mrs StanmOre had de-
scr1bed 1t, in spite of the many years that
had been added to its age. The growth it had
made had not effaced It's old landmarks; and
Aunt Mathilde and the girls made satisfac-
tory expedition, and paused at different
points OF interest
The school house was a school-house no
longer, but was turned into pension; and
mere Mrs Stanmore took up her abode in a
garden, not altered from former DAYS, with
the fountain and sun-dial in their old places.
The university, too, had rot changed its
position, nor the old church, nor the public
hOuso ont
as having In old days contained good friends
Of Aunt Mathilde.
ergetcally in the direction of a flight of
steps-"here your grandmother and stood
aud watched the torehlight procession at
poor Herman ROzenhain's funeral" and as
sne spoke her parasol strucka young lieuten-
ant OF cavalry, who was walking leisureIy
along the street, full in the face
ga thousand pardOns!" said she.
But the poor lieutenant was for the mo-
ment blinded; the blow had been sharp and
me eye already showed symptoms Of swell
Aunt Mathilde was in dismay. What
could she do! She was profuse IN apologies
The lieutenant accepted the situation
pleasantly; cards were exchanged, and he
promised TO call upon her the next day and
And not only the next day, but very fire.
qnently, did he fEd his way to the old pen
So,i with the charming garden, for Lieuten-
many acquaintance at Rochfeld.
Mrs. Stanmore found him very delightful
and very useful, for he was ready TO accom-
pany her and her nieces-as she called both
girls-anywhere and everywhere.
MILDRED did not hesitate to express her IA
yorable opinion OF him, and was on the best
possible terms at once. Pauline was mora
reserved In her praises.
You will not speak well OF him because
ne Is the enemy OF your country" said Mil
dred, laughing. "You would not rll in love
with him for worlds, so you keep out OF the
way and leave him TO me, as am influenced
by no such revengeful dispositions"
Pauline blushed, and answered. a LITTLE
warmly, 81 can scarcely forgive the Prus-
DOUBTFUL.
Aunt Mathilde said nothing, but she began
70 have misgivings. Was the old story of
herself and Nina going TO be played over
again? Sometimes she thought the tieusep-
ant liked one girl, sometimes the other and
sometimes she doubted IL he cared for either
III he brought bouquets. Mildred's was pre-
eented with many pretty speechas Hhilsf