The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1876-05-27

had oeen Oy tDe euccooeSo " ~.
! mans, and the march of an invaals
army through the province, but sne 1aa
opened her doors to the wounded inois-
criminstely, whether French or 'efmsn
One evening, alter skirmish In .ne
neighborhood, several wounded soiuierS
were brought TO her we'll known haoita-
! ton. She came into the ball to receive
them, and to give orders as to their dis-
| position. Pale and sad she looked In
her semi-religlous dress OF BLACK serge
her silver grey hair put away unaer .
close white cap as she stooo snere'
speaking words of comfort and encour.
aeement to the poor fellows who had
| claimed her hospitality. And thus, In
| works of mercy, she found alienation OF
the lifelong sorrow that was consuming
| her. arF .a. -r#Hs l
Seven or eight had been thus received;
another had yet to come they told her.
She waited He was borne in on litter,
for he had been wounded in the knee. A
handsome youth, with deep blue eyes, and
lair hair and mousl ache. When Mile.
Delapierre caught sight of his face she
uttered cry and tottered forward, but
restraining herself with an effort, she or
.dered that he should be conveyed to her
own chamber. ~ myself will take
charge OF him." she said to the servant
who awaited her orders.
The woman who had grown old in
Delapierres service, would have expos
tulated, knowing her mistress state, b ut
Mile. Delapierre, with a movement
of her hand slgniti d her de-
termination. The young man was laid
in bed and mis- wound dressed. 1t
proved not to be serious-a simple
fracture that wo Id scarcely produce per-
manent lsmeness. When Mile. Della.
pierre entered the room to take up her
night watch he was able to thank her
for her kind care. His hostess scarcely
appeared 10 hear what he said, her gaze
was fixed on his countenance.
you are German" she sad.
IL am madame come from Leip-
sic" was the answer.
"And your Manner
"Waldemsr Steinthal."
81 knew it" Mile. Delapierre ex-
claimed, clasping her hands.
The youth regarded her with surprise.
"Your iather-it must be-was once
that is, once knew him. said Mile
Delapierrn, in broken accents. "Walde.
mar Steinthal, of Leipsic, you say?
"The same, madame"
"You are young to be his son?'
"He did not marry till late in life,
madame" the youth replied. "He sui
fered from some early disappointment,
have heard
The old lady trembled more and more;
she sat down by the side OF the bed. Tell
me MORE" she said. "have you brothers
and sisters?"
"One brother and one sister, madame
-Eugeue and Lucienne; French names,
you see. Blu: my father had tender
recollections of France, he used to say"
Mile. Delapierre pressed her hand to
her side. Her heart beat painfully.
"And your mother?" she asked.
SIS an angel of goodness, madame" the
Young man returned. She loved my
father. She knew all, and was content.
ed with his friendship. They were
happy"
my child"
"Alas yesl" answered the youth. "My
father has been, dead some years. But
nv mother still lives; lives to bless you,
madame, for your kindness to her son"
There was silence for few minutes;
food OF tender remembrances over
powered her. Then the old-lady rose,
and opening q cabinet, took from cas-
ket locket set in brilliaLts. She touched
the spring. Inside was knot OF brown
and black. hair intertwinod, with the
initials and date, w. 5. l.. L., 1872. She
stood Tor moment as if lost in medlta-
ton, then closing the locket, she returned
to the side of the bed, and placed 1t, to.
gether with the gold chain to which it
was attached; in the youths hand.
"When YOU return to Leipsic give this
to your sister" she said, faltering with
emotion. Tell her it is from Lucienne
Delapierre."
"Madame? YOU"
"Hushl" Mile Delapierre interposed.
"You have talked enough. You must
sleep now. l am also weary Good
night"
She stopped and pressed kiss on the
Young mans brow. He felt II tear fall
and her lips were cold. She sank back
in the chalr-lounge, and soon the silence
oe night was only broken by the regular
breathing of the wounded man.
Early in the morning the old servant
came TO relieve her beloved mistress from
her watch. But the words she was about
to utter were frozen on her lips.
Both the inmates of the room
were sleeping; the young soldier calmly
and soundly, soon to awake to re,
ne&ed life Mile. Delapierre slept still
more calmly and soundly, placid smile
on her face, pallid as snow. Her waking
would be in another world, whittier her
spirit had flown to rejoin his, the be-
trothed of her youth, loved so fondly IN
spite of all adverse influences.
God had joined these two hearts TO-
rether, but man, with his ambition, his
cruel enmity, had put them asunder. In
heaven there is peace London Argosy.