Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1880-02-19

Mon Dieu! he is the cause of it all My
poor Marie~ ... .r'.. ....... ...
She sank down again, covering her face,
and breaking into fresh passion of sobs and
tears. Eugene waited little, and then asked
kindly ",.
"Who is Marie and what has your father
done? Confde in me, my poor girl. You
need not fear to tell me the cause Of your un.
happiness. l desire to be your true friend"
"Well, Monsieur" said Madelaine, raising
her head once more, with suddenly def
ant and resolute air, ri will tell you, for it
may be that your influence might prevail
where ours has failed. But he has heart
of stone-cruel, inAexible; yes, Monsieur,
heart that consents to the ruin and de-
struction of his own child, whom once
thought he loved. Marie is my sister, the
oldest daughter of our household. She is
beautiful and good, but she has met with
misfortune, so bitter and so deep that it has
nearly brought her to her grave. A year
ago she left US, to marry a man whom my
father disliked. He forbade the marriage, but
she loved this man, and when she found that
she would not be permitted to wed with him,
she eloped, and for long while we knew not
where she was gone. Bitterly has she rued
her fault-for it uas fault am not wish
ing to excuse her disobedience- she has
suffered enough for it to deserve forgiveness
Now she has returned Observation-Disclosures
doned by her perGdous husband-and-
and-O Monsieur, how can | say it? He
claims that she is not really his wite-that
the marriage was false-and there is no proof
But it is lie; base, wicked lie, and yet
my father believes it-and he will not receive
our poor suffering Marie under his roof
She has her child with her; and he casts
them out to starve! Monsieur, you are com.
passionate and good you will not let him do
this? You will intercede for my sister, will
you not?" ..
II shall willingly and gladly do so," re-
piled Eugene, his sympathies readily enlisted
by this sorrowful tale "In any case, your
sister shall be provided for. Where is she
now?"
"At the house of a kind neighbor, Mon
sieur, who has consented to receive her for the
night. I have just been over to the village,
to procure some little necessaries for her and
the child and was tired and sat down to
rest myself on my way back-and as sat
here, the thought of her suffering weighed up.
on me so deeply that-that could not help
going on this way. o Monsieur, she does not
deserve such misfortune was so bright, so
happy, once! And now she is 80 changed
mon Dieu she is white and thin as a ghost; l
fear this fresh trouble will kill her, for she
does not look able to bear it."
II will certainly speak to your father. 1t
may be that can induce him to relent. You
say there is no proof Of her marriage. If it
was really legal, her husband could be forced
to produce the proof A lawyer could obtain
it from him."
Madelaine sadly shook her head.
"We do not know any lawyers, Monsieur; :;
and if we did, would one undertake case for
poor people like ourselves? 1t costs much to
20 to law, have always been told" =
"Never mind the cost. If this mans treach-
cry can really be proved, myself would un-
dertake all the expenses of the case. Is your
sister sure that it was true marriage"
"She says she is sure but my father calls
her d fool, and says she has no proof, and can
never get any. And just because of this, and
that wicked mans lies, he refuses to let her
come under our roof-says her presence would
cast shame upon us all. And he cursed the
little baby-poor, innocent lamb }! 0, Mon
sieur, l never could have believed him to be
so cruelw
"Why does he not seek out the scoundrel,
himself, and force him to give his wife re-
dress ?"
"Monsieur, he is man much above our
station. He has money-he has infuence-he
is one from whom we could obtain no redress.
Above all, we know not where he is. He has
successfully eluded my sisters attempts to dis
cover his whereabouts. My father says if he
could find him, he would kill him, and know
that he would, for he is very resolute. We
do not wish him to have blood upon bis
hands that would only add to our misery.
You see how we are situated Yet, if he
would only treat my poor sister kindly, our
trouble would seem much less. Indeed, it is
his harshness which causes all our present
grief"
"Come," said Eugene, eve will 60 at once
to your cottage. This is matter which ad
mits of no delay"
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