The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1878-10-24

him a goodnight kiss.
And well did Claude Lavasuer remem-
bered the time when accident took him
to that humble hOme-the repeated Wis
I its subsequently made, and the lingering
many hours while the father Of Juniata
was at rehearsal; and how he became
companion and teacher to the young
/ creature until the dark eyes frightened
with glad welcome when he came, and
grew soft and humid with regret when
/ he departed, taking ever with him the
I picture of her rare beauty, until she had
/ so grown upon him as to entirely fill his
heart
Then came the rude awakening from
J the pleasant dream. One day he found
not Juniata, but her father awaiting him.
"I have sent my daughter away, Mon
/ sieur Lavasuer, that / may speak to you"
! he said. "She is always sad now when
4 you are not here, and no longer like her
merry, Jolly self,-is ever dreaming.
! Monsieur, have you ever spoken to her
of loveP'
"Neverr exclaimed Lavaseur, indig-
nantly.
"Not with the lips Monsieur. All! no /;
/ that were perhaps to bind yourself; but
4 there are a thousand other ways. There
are tones of the voice more eloquent than
words, and glances of the eye more
/ powerful than mere speech"
Lavasuer stood silent and abashed
while the old man continued.
FYou have won the love of my child
| from me. She no longer greets me with
| eager fondness, but lushes and pales
when vour step sounds upon the stair, and
! her heart beats quicker when she knows
You have come. 1 say to you, Monsieur,
! that YOU must see my child no more, and
/ I pray the Bon DieU that she may forget
| YOU"
"What if I would make her my wife ?''
/ faltered LavasUeT.
'From her station to thine she could
not be transplanted. She would be as a
Gagged bird, and your people would look
down upon her. No, you are rich and
noble-we poor and humble. Adleu,
I Monsieur. May you be as happy as you
have made US miserable. Go your ways
I command you"
That night sleep came not to LavaseUr.
Haunted by the vision of Juniata sorrow
ing for him, heremained away for day.
Then his resolution was fixed. He could
not live without his little French violet.
{ She should be transplanted out Of her lit
tie, unattractive home into his own beau
tiful one, where she would bloom with
new fragrance and loyeGness.
He hastened to the house and up the
often trod stairs. Juniata had removed
all of her plants. Was she fearful Of
early frOsts? The door was fastened,
and as he stood there with his hand upon
the latch the little, old concierge hob
bled out and called to him that Monsieur
and his daughter had moved away, and
1t was vain to question. All he cOuld as
certain was that they had gone--no one
knew whittier.
These things hoated through the mind
of I svasuer as he walked the streets thaI
night. He recalled, with a shiver, the
7 bitterness of his disappointment and his
many quests in search of the "lOst violet
and her stern and relentless father. They
had dropped out of his life as star from
the sky, leaving no trace. Even the Or
chestra Cfthe theatre at which the faith
er had played, knew nothing Of him.
And now when Lavasuer had given up
all hope of ever finding her-had obtain
ed partial forgetfulness she had burst
upon him in this strange land and the
most obscure place, and many were the
questions he asked himself Should he
renew the acquaintance She would
call it Unwise and his aristOcratic friends
turn away with contempt.
At length he found himself opposite
the theatre. He would at least watch
| her exit. There were not many carriages
in waiting. One from the hotel at which
/ the troupe were stopping was standing
! ut the side entrance. He took position
near, and presently a white clOaked and
! hooded figure was handed into the car
riage. With a thrill he recognized Juni-
alta, and, like a moth to a light, he fol-
lowed until she was safely housed.
"a gentleman wishes to speak with
/ YOU, Madamoiselle Juniata, but will not
send up his caro-" reported her maid.
Glow strange p' was returned. why
did you not refer him to my father? Go
and say I see no one at this hour, and he
must call another time"
| As the maid disappeared Juniada went
| to the glass of the sitting room allotted
/ to her, and began to loosen the masses
/ of her hair, as her temples were hot and
| throbbing from recent eXertiOn.
"He still waits" said the maid return
ing, "and has sent you this"
! She laid in the white hand of her mis-
| tress a little silver bandeau or fillet with
which she had been accustomed to con-
/ fine her hair, and which she had given
plavfully to Layaseur at their little home
/ in Paris.
Juniata grew rosy, then white, as she
! recogniZcd the token, and sinking into a
chair SAID:
"You may admit him."
/ In a moment LaVaSeur was standing
before her, holding the little trembling
/ hands, and each speechlessly gazed into
! the eyes of the other.
Had you forgotten me, ma petite mig
| nome" he said at length.
No. Monsieur LavasueT, 1 never for
get my friends" she answered, gathering
/ courage.
But you can be cruel to them, Ju-
niata."
"CrueI%
"Yes, very cruel. Yea left me without
even a word of adieu Was that kind p
q was told by my father it was best
for YOU that our friendship, that even the
/ knowledge of each other, should come
to an end"
"And now will you say it is best for
me to see you no more, when l have
/ loved YOU so long and faithfully? To
nirht. love. when I recognized you, l
/ tainted for the first time in my life. 1t
was for 10y. VIII you send me atar
from YOU. or will you accept me as your
/ afianced husband? Speak, Juniata.-
! This suspense must come to an end"
Monsieur"
"Nav, call me Claude; for I see that IN
your ewes which bids me hope"
Claude, then, if you will have 1t 50; !;
! have YOU refIectedYD
"Not another word, Juniata."
"But as you must know l an welded
! to song, you certainly"
"Yes, / recognize your rare talent, but
when YOU are welded to me you will be
I a lost star in the armament Of song"
"Then I must give up my golden
/ dream. Claude. 1t was that alone which
reconciled me to our separation"
'sYes, give up everything, my darling,
! but me-"
The next moment the father of Juniata
! entered the room to find her Clasped to
Z the heart of Lavasucr.
"She is miner asserted the gentleman
trimnphantly, releasing the girl and Civ
/ ing his hand to her father.
"And there is no battling against fate, y
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