The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1879-11-28

my love for the last time MY love
And | have lost him.
She sank down, sobbing. Just thel
the sound of her mothers voice, sing
ing merrily an old French song in
room above, came to her ears. Ono
more she dashed the tears away.
"He despised you, my darling ma
ma-.you. No, no, I will never pardon
Her parents questioned her in vain
She had parted with Louis; that wa
all they could learn. Aud before
chance for reconciliation came Elise wa
smitted with mortal illness and died IL
three days, and Adele, overwhelmed b,
the awful calamity, was prostrate(
with brain fever. H
AT this junction a summons came Il
Louis foom France, demanding his i'm
mediate presence there. Strang,
changes had taken place. Two of tn,
three lives that had stood between hin
and the title and estates of the Maruui,
de la Riviere had been suddenly swep
away and the third, frail, delicate
child lay dying. The present maroui,
himself, feeble old man, was also a
the point of death, 80 they sent 70,
Louis asthe heir of the dying noble
man. fs'
The news bewildered him. Hi,
heart swelled with exultation and de-
light, but it sank again. Adelel Hat
he lost Adele? 81 care not for wealth
unless she shares themp' cried hi,
heart: l will beg and implore her par.
dom"
de made the attempt, but in vain
He sought her father and said few
words to him, however, that might
make all well again had she ever heard
them; but she never did. When beI
long and wasting sickness was over al
last, and she began slowly and feebly
to take hold on life, she found herself
an orphan in very truth Walter had
followed Elise to better world.
Nor even then had she drained the
cup. OF sorrow to the dregs; her fathers
affairs had been terribly involved
When all was settled she was penni.
less.
Poor Adele Truly might it be said
that her sorrows "came not single spies,
but in battalions;" her father, mother,
home, all gonel What had life left to
offer her but patience and pains!
And Louis He would have written
her Immediately upon his arrival i'm
Paris, but that he felt so blissfully sure
that he father would make all well.
A few weeks later he did write, inform
ing her of his strangely altered for
tunes, and begging her to pardon and
accept ouce more as her true lover the
Marquis de la Riviere.
And the latter never reached her.
The house to which it came was empty
and deserted, the little English girl, for
whom husband and title and fortune
were awaiting in France, was earning
a sorrowful living as a lace-maker.
Such are some of the strange reverses
of real, life, more wonderful than any
fiction.
So the marquis waited for an answer
in vain. Then pride rose up in arms.
"She scorns me-" he thou ght. "She
a poor peasants childl l am punished
for my folly"
And he resolved to drive her from
his heart. But after many months his
letter to Adele was recrossed with
many addresses.
1t was messenger of hope to him.
She had not slighted, she had not scorn-
ed him; perhaps she had not ceased
to love. Before another day and night
had passed the marquis was on his jour-
ney to London.
Need | tell of his welcome there
When did wealth and title fail to find
a warm one2 Or of the friends OF for
mer years who focked to elaine ac-
quaintance? Has not prosperity always
host of friendsp But none could tell
him of Adele, beyond the history OF
her bitter sorrow. She, being poor,
had fallen from their bright world.
And after three months search he
had failed to find her. lie had money,
influence, deepest heart interest to aid
his search, and yet, in spite of all he
failed. r. u
.'She Is dead" he thought with an.
guish. 81 have come to late-it is in
the grave shall find my darling. If it
be 80, and prove it so indeed, 1 will
live and die single for her sake"
But such was his resolve, unsuspec
ted by any one; many brilliant beau
tics spread their nets to secure the
splendid pride of a titled husband.
Foremost of them all was Rosalind
Hale; she was the fairest and wealth
lest of them all, and her golden hair
was not unlike Adele's. 1t was this
that attracted him toward her NOR,
than the others-the memory of his ole
love. ,fN. s|su
She never suspected that however
her vanity made her sure that he was il
her tolls. She arranged tableaux il
which he should sustain part will
her. 1t never occurred to her that h
was too good natured and too indiffer
ent 10 refuse. f
The characters were suggestiv,
enough. One upon which Miss Hal
had set her heart was that of bridal
Need it be said that Louis was the bride
groo IN, herself the bride. :.
'He will speak now surely" sh
thought, as she blushed and tremble
beside him while the curtains cam
slowly down.
But no, he only bowed as he led he
from the platform, and then one of tn
buttons of his coat caught in her bridi
/ veil.
1t has been said that trifes make u
the sum of heman happiness.
Ii seemed so now. AS the marqui
stopped to disengage the lace sudder
ly he uttered strange cry.
"I borrowed it of lace-maker,
Miss Hale said in reply to his anxiou
questions. "f had ordered one like 1
but her health is so bad that she faile
TO have it finished in time. So then
made her lend me this. She was quill
unwilling too" she added poutins
I Just because it was her mothers worl
Such fancies for a poor person"
ga young girl?"
"Oh, on; very thin and worn, an
sad, with fine eyes, but to dull an
pale to be called pretty. But an e,
quisite ce-maker. / shall be glade
give you her address if you have an
work for her."
Yes, he had work for her--wor
that they would share together; Il
blessed work of binding up an almos
broken heart, ofrestoring love and hal
piness TO both their lives.
Miss Hale never received her veil
the marquis claimed II.