The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1878-03-20

"A landscape painter" murmuret
Henriette.
Have | ever seen him ~
mo, dear father, our meeting;
have been stolen, for | dare not tell
my mother. So dearly do l love
him." she continued passionately, 81
will die if separated from, il do not
marry him."
"Die!" repeated Monsieur de Cor
by. "Henriette,n be continued,
"since you love this mani am sure
he is honorable-yoar love shall be
blessed, my child Tour young life
shall not be sacrificed"
"You must speak to my mother" I"
whispered the girl.
II will"
To-day, dear father ?"
Yes, to-day and yet it may be
we'll to wait until tomorrow
Tomorrow would be too late" ex-
claimed Henriette.
"Then, let it be tonight"
"Wby not this morning? is it
fear of nv mother that controls you,
dear father 2" inquired the young girl,
anxiously.
"My child | confess that | dread
to oppose your mothers will, but
your happiness demands that | speak.
| will not delay, but viii at once as
sert myself master of my own house, "
added de Corby.
At this instant the door was
thrown open, and Madame de Cor
by entered, and at once addressed
her daughter.
"Henrie.te, | have been seeking
you," she said, in a tone of annoy
ance. "You are not well, and should
have remained in your own room"
81 came" replied the young girl,
to fulfil duty"
What duty ?" inquired Madame
de Corby, sternly. "Ah, | see,n she
added. looking at her husband, "you
are conspiring against me.n
Monsieur de Corby made no re-
ply.
81 only have conspired,'' said Hen
riette.
"What did she tell you, Monsieur"
continued Madame de Corby, author
itatively.
That she was not certain that
she loved Monsieur Barberoux," re-
sponded de Corby, timidly.
"No, father" interrupted Henri
cite, 81 said | did not love Monsieur
Barberoux, and that | do not wish to
marry him.
"And what was your reply, Mon
sieur ?"
THAT | would not see her made
unhappy"
why was not your answer more
fitting? Why did you not say to
this rebellious girl, daughters first
duty is to her mother? Such is nv
reply, and it is my will that Henri
ette marries Monsieur Frederick Bar
beroux, | will heed no opposition. |"
With these words Madame de-
Corby left the room abruptly.
my child, what can / do ?" in
quired de Corby, nervously.
Nothing" responded Henriette I;
"but | have lost all hope"
On returning to her apartment,
Camille
The letter contained these words:
Forget me, Camille, l will soon
be the wife of another. The love we
dreamed of 80 fondly exists often in an
illusion that a breath may disperse.
Ny family never would have con-
sented to our union, and poverty
would cool the ardor of our senti-
ments You loose little in losing me,
and you have learned a useful lesson
in being able now to understand the
inconsistency of human nature. Fare
WE'LL
Woman's nero;sm gave Henriette
the courage to write the words, but
when the letter was sen:, all strength
forsook the unhappy girl
In the Church of Villenoison, on
the following Thursday, the marriage
of Frederick Barberoux and Henri
ette de Corby was solemnized. The
responses made by the bride were
scarcely articulate. and when all was
over young man, stranger, faint
ed, and was carried from the holy ed
i6ce insensible 1t was Camille
Borne.
The evening of the same day
Frederick Barberoux received q let
ter containing these words:
"You are a coward. Knowing
that she does not love, you have
married Henriette de Corby If you
would know more-if you would
have me explain, meet me at the rear
of the old church, near the cemetery
CAMILLE BGRNE.
Without delay Barberoux left the
house and fastened to the spot indi-
Gated, and soon stood in the presence
of Borne.
"Who are you ?' inquired Barbe-
roux
"Your enemy" responded Ca
mile.
What more Z"
The lover of Henriette de Corby."
As Borne uttered these words the
rustic of light, quick step was heard
in the long grass, and turning. they
saw Henriette.
Would you kill me" inquired the
young girl, family, gazing appealing
ly at Camille.
Unfortunately" madame, replied
Borne, "there is one too many low
ing you God shall decide which of
US shall remain. Come" be added,
addressing Barberoux.
Without another word the men de-
parted, leaving Heuriette alone with
her despair.
II have pistols, but we require
seconds" said Bsrberoux, on reach
ing the spot where the duel was to
take place.
"Your second is here" said
voice, instantly recognized by Fred.
eriek as that of the physician.
1t was quickly agreed between the
two adversaries that they should FIRE
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