The Newtown bee., 1878-08-22

Melville"
 Dc la Tour bowed. By the beauty of the speaker he was perfectly dazzlcd, md accepted with delight m invitation to call
 My name Is Frederic de h Tour hn suil; e. nm only struggling art ist."
 The singular meeting described had resulted, as has beon said, in the mar r'agc of de la Tour.
 Come and sit beside mo-" continued Madam dc Ia Tour " I have something to say, but cannot speak while you re- main kneeling. It Is quite story, and must be told to you"
 Frederic obeyed.
 "Oncc upon time, continued Louise.
 "I knew you would tell mo some fairy story" exclaimed the young hus- band; but while you speak it is mu- sic"
 May, listen to mo, my friend. Once upon time there was q young girl born of parents who had once been rich. At | inc age of fifteen she was brought to Paris by her father, who found that at Lyons he was gaining but little money. For four years that father struggled valiantly against diversity, but finally | ;tl,,n,a ,n;o,J bi I, h,.inP 1no,. Frederic, he died in hospital, and soon | the GOT mother followed, and the young girl was left alone. Had there been a fairy in the story I relate, she certainly would have appeared, but there was none. Tho girl was in Paris without relatives, without friends, and crippled by debts which she had no means to pay. She sought work, but obtained none. Vice extended her arms; but there exists souls whose instincts are so honest they shrink from even the thought, and can remain patient even while suffering.
 "Time passed. At length every cent was gone, and for twenty-four hours no particle of food passed her lips. Oh! Frederic, you who have never known hunger and misery, cannot understand the suffering l might picture, cannot know the pain endured when forced to beg, and yet to implore aims the girl was compelled. At dark one evening she crept forth from her lodgings; the night was cold and rainy. In her des- peration she accosted a young man, who hailed searched hic poekatS- and then q even deign to touch her hand, the look of misery and distress offended his eye. At this instant a genddarme perceived the girl.
 "Come," he said; [" arrest you for
 begging. You will follow me to the
 lock-up."
 ? |" At these words q cry of despair was 5 wrung from the lips of the unfortunate f woman. Quickly the young man inter- | posed.
 "'This girl is an acquaintance Of l minc I know her; there is no begging
 in the question, Come, he continued, r addressing the trembling woman, it is : time you were at home. Do not fear; Q it wa4 only mistake on the part of the
 good guardian of the public peacc.' :, Leaning on the arm of the stranger 0 the girl walked on. e Do not fear, mademoiselle, whis'
 pcred the young man, placing purse r. in the hand that lay upon his. I will
 accompany you till we are out of sight
 of this Cerbcrus."
 $ "Why, remember the girl" exolaim' d ed dc la Tour,
 "And also the man?" IS II do. It was no other than myself. is "True. As we passed beneath one o ,t the street lamps I saw your face, ant h. its every feature became impressed IF upon my mind. You had saved my lif' ,h perhaps evon my very honor-and
 had reason to remember you" SC "To remember mc? la "mdeed yes. You little thought tha of the woman to whom you gave aims ant SC protection would become Lady Melville ,e and was your future wife.
 This does indeed seem like dream, ,n replied de la Tour" d. "To you: but to melt is reality" W "And you, so beautiful, so truly love of ly, begging in the open streetf " e. "Once, and once only. tt "I did not see your face"
 "No, for it was covered with heav m veil. On the following day--one, e. fact, that regard as one of the happie' q in my life-an old lady in whom I ha
 fortunately inspired confidence an
 some interest, engaged me as her scan ps stress. My gayety returned. From u he service I have named I was raised re. the position of companion and eonfidel
 tial friend. One day was presented ,n- an acquaintance of my patroness, Lol m- Melville. He was man of about sixt
 tall. thin, but of dignified bearing. ld- "' Mademoisello, he said. addressir
 me, I know your history; will yC
 marry me-?
 >" Mary you? I Iquestioned. mut
 surprised.
 ,n- Yes. I have an immense estat " which I do not wish my nephew to i lly herst. My health is delicate and my Ii 3 lonely. If I can credit all l have be- .... ..ta r...,, n,.. ,..,.,d and rnIlrn- NH M