The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1878-12-29
| hand which bears no traces Of the needle

1 chine leaves no marx, Monsieur l0 f0lntrt
Tiens," she adds suddenly, there is woma'
In moment he has darted after the VIC
man, and returns laughing and breathless
with both hands full Of cakes.
| II bought all her stock, and she called m
She mods. Her little white teeth are al
ready busy nibbling the crisp cakes;
II have not tasted any for years. How goot
they arep she says presently. ct is plea
SAINT here. Hark ct the fountain! Doesn't |
seem to be trying to say somethingg"
"Do you often come here?"
She shakes her head.
"No. / don't know why came to-day.
was fancy, o caprice, what you will"
There Is pause.
"D0 you think you will have another sucl
caprice next Sunday? Because $3.50"
She shakes her head again as she brushes
the crumbs from her dress.
at Is too far. l live right at the other sid,
Of Paris-Quartier Montmartre. And be
He waits for the rest of the sentence. bu
she is SO busy examining the cakes into hel
pocket that apparently she fOrgets to finish 1t
well, whether you come or not, shall bt
here at the same place, at the same hour. YOU
are not going so soon2 May walk witt
youY r
Nor with look that shows she means it
"And you must not follow me. Promise"
He smiled meekly.
AT least you will tell me your name 2" ht
pleads: mine is Andre Duplessis, and live
In the Rue Madame"
what does my name NATTER Call me
"Then, as It was spring when met you
and you wore primroses in your dress, shall
call you 'Mam'selle Primevere.
THAT is prettier name than my own. /" she
hand, she walks away down the long, green
avenue, through alternate CLEANS Of sunshine
and shade.
Many time. In years to come, he sees her
80 in dreams, walking away from him through
He keeps his promise Loyalty, and does not
follow her. But there is no prohibition against
his thinking Of her; and he thinks Of little
else all the week, making innumerable
sketches Of her In every possible and many
them up impatiently as soon as finished.
There Is something In the girls face that
eludes his pencil.
The following Sunday is . typical April day
Of alternate CLEANS and showers. Early In
the he e q Ms od post Inder the
comes not. After waiting for Q couple Of
hours he gives her up and wanders about the
gardens disc0nsolately, taking q dismal
pleasure in getting wet. At length q heroer
shower than usual drives him to take refuge
In the palace, which Is thronged with Sunday
sight-seers He makes his way to the gallery
Of modern paintings, and who should be sit
ting on bench on the end but Miss Prim-
rose"
Her head hangs little aside with look Of
toward the painting oppOsite-ROea Bon
hours sunny picture OF "Nivernais Hus-
bandry."
She Is paler than usual, and her face has
that darkened look he has noticed before
When she sees him flash, CLEAN OF some
fhiun lilo r11ouofIra ~ ThA
sion passes In an instant, but 1t has been
there, and his heart thrills with momentary
exultation.
$50 you came, after ALL" he exclaims tri-
It came to see the picturee," she answers
ooldly, and Andre feels extinguished.
81 have been wandering about In the gar
denS till am rs wet as water kelpie," he
says, laughing as he shows his dripping
sleeve.
Il told you should not come"
"Yes, but somehow could not help hoping
that you would change your mind. Have you
been here long, PrimroSew
Long enough to get tired and hungry"
she answers, yawning.
Andre comes out with bold proposal.
suppose we go somewhere and have din
ner2"
"Par ezemplel you are improving"
Il shall, no doubt, II l have the benefit OF
your society. Do GOMEZ
What time is it?" she asks.
"Nearly o'clock"
She knits her brcws, making some mental
then her face clears, a smile rip
pies over it as she looks up at him.
"Allonc donc" she. says, rising, and gives
him her hand like child.
and they pass through the gallery and run
down the grand staircase into the Rue du
TOufnou.
He takes her to restaurant In the Rue
much frsquented by the brethren
II the brush, who have decorated the bare
lures innumerable.
She has quite recovered her spirits now,
md chatters merrily, "like brook when sun
Ind wind together please it." treating her
with frank little air OF bon cam
raderie, as il they. were couple Of school
Boys playing truant. Her piquant manner,
With its capricious changes; her bright, be-
blue eyes and sweet fitting smile,
make her simply irresistible-at least to
Andre, who was seriously smitten when they
sat down to. table. and is hopelessIy in love
before they rise.
After much entreaty she consents to accept
MS escort part OF the way home. 1t is rain
ing again when they sally forth, and as she
will not hear OF facre, he borrows an UNI
orella; a villainous umbrella Of dingy green,
,ent to him, for it shelters "her," and she is
obliged to keep close to his side, or there
would not be room for both. The soft spring
lusk has fallen, and the wet boulevards are
with gas; the cafes are crowded,
The theatres are opening; voitures de place
ire rafting over the stones; the postprandial
round of amusement has commenced.
They cross the river by the Pont des Arts,
md having traversed the Rue de Rivoli and
he Avenue Napoleon, turn from the Boule-
yard des Capucines into the Rue de Ia Chaus-
zee d'Antin. When they reach the Church Of
La Trinite, his companion pauses, Rnd puts
,ut her hand.
"Adieuw
Mot adieu, that is miserable word. YOU
will meet me again !" he asks eagerly.
She shakes her head as she gathers up the
,kirt Of her dress.
mo, / am afraid"
"Of what ?" he asks, as she pauses. mot
Il me, surely"
She looks straight into his honest dark eyes,
They are standing under lamp by the bal
lstrade which incloses the square in front Of
he church.
mo, not Of you. You are kind, and / think
vOu are true"
eff you think so" he begins, why -"
But already she Is turning from him.
"Adieup' she repeats, and without another
word she walks away.