The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1880-06-18

which swept his face, all awoke in poor
Bleuet a commotion before unknown to
him; but his excitement was increased
when the betwitching young lady,
greatly alarmed at his pallor and mo-
tionless, strove to restore him by Law
ishing upon him all those charming ca
loleries of language which women
know how to invent to appease children.
And seeing that he did not stir and that
he still kept his eyes closed, Mile. B.,
more disturbed than ever, clasped the
soh0OlbOy closer in her arms and kissed
him on the forehead, saying to him in a
low tone:
Awake and speak to me, my little
friend.'s
/ At this kiss-the kiss of an elder sis
ter bestowed upon sick young brother
Bleuet quivered, blushed furiously
and opened his eyes.
At last!" said Mile. b. How
| do you feelpn
Let me gor' cried Bleuet, striving
to free himself.
Not until you are entirely yourself, y
l~and the young lady stiil kept her arms
about him. Say that you are no
| longer angry with me-" she said.
Blenet was silent.
You are still vexed, thenp"
w hat have done to you that you
should make laughing stock of meP"
Mile. B. could find no better re-
| Esponse than a second kiss.
At this the schoolboy felt the little
bitterness that had still remained in
him melt away.
No. said he, Il am not angry
with you any more but let me go!"
Why? You want to run to your
mother and tell her everything, that
she may come and reproach me-
am not tell-tale,n answered
Bleuet. who was now entirel y restored
Well, then, = said Mile. B., "let
Us make peace; and you must rem ain
here 4 little longer, other wise your
mother will see that you have been
crying. for your eyes are yer red"
/ But Bleuet insisted upon leaving.
At least,n said the young lady, "you
1 will come to see me againp" And she
! added: Excuse me for not accom-
| panying you to the door, as you see that
] cannot STIR"
Bleuet thought he saw more pleas
antry in this. and resuming his grave
| air he replied:
No, i will not come to see you
again. do not wish to be your play
| thing
What funny little manp thought
Mile. B, when she was alone. He
| is very amusing!"
I However this scene had entirely up
set the schoolboy, and he could not
sleep that night The next day he was
absent-minded at school. He failed in
his lessons and duties and returned
home overwhelmed with pens oms.s
| What is the matter with youp'
asked bis mother as he came in. the
| picture of woe.
Nothing" he replied. And, taking
up his grammar, he went to the window
and tried to study. But, alas! no gram
mar in the world could furnish poor
Bleuet with what he wanted, which
was simply some pretext to return to
| the pretty young lady who had made
such fun of him. This pretext Mile.
BE- herself furnished him with. She
was also at her window and Was raad.
/ in Va noTal She sesR the saheo1b0y
who Iurtive9y glanced at her, but low
erea his eyes the instant she lifted hers
/ didn't or would not understand her
4 y
another method. She let her romance
tone loud enough to be heard: Good
gracious. my book!D
The schoolboy saw and heard. He
thought this was just the pretext under
which he could present himself at Mile.
BIS. apartments, and at the same
time preserve his dignity. He ran
down the stairway. picked up the
volume, and hastily bore it back to its
owner, who was greatly enchanted
with her subterfuge, and vastly adj
mired the intelligence of the lad who
had so perfectly comprehe1ded it.
This second interview was much
calmer than the first and Nile. B
So arranged matters that she won the
schoolboy's entire confidence. He I'M
bosomed himself without reserve, and
even admitted to her that he had
searched SO ardently for the means OF
Esayenging himself upon her for the
nystilcation of the day before that he
had forgotten his lessons for which
fault he would be kept in three or four
days.
Great heavens. my poor ladp' said
Mile. B., laughing; you were still
geance!"
Yes," said Bleuet. But he didn'i
tell the entire truth. And to change
1.-The subject, he entered upon the long
litany Of his school troubles, and made
Mile. B. laugh till the tears came By
drawing for her the portrait of his
master, M. Cortier, ferocious mar
who gave pensums of 300 lines. s.Anl
this very morning he gave me fuur!'
Il exclaimed Bleuet, SO that canno
play before Thursday
That's terrible!' said Mile. b
But listen; since indirectly / was /
partner in your fault, will divide iii
| punishment with you and help you tt
do your pensums."
And all the time have themp" in.
/ quired Bleuet, enchanted"
Yes
Then 7 will have them every dayl'
cried the SOCIOLOGY, thus disclosin,
the secret of his flame.
From that time Bleuet became tn
companion of the pretty invalid, ant
Il his pranks made her forget her sat
situation. Every day, on returning
from school, he went into her apart
ments and remained there until mid
1 night. But all this period was not en-
tiTely consecrated to passion, for Mile
did not wish that love shoult
make Bleuet forget his grammar. Sh'
acted as his instructress and could com
plinaent herself as much with regard
to her pupil as her lover, for when tn.
distribution of prizes came arouni
Bleuet laid three at the feet of hi
charming sweetheart.
We insist upon this word becaus'
Bleuet was head over ears in love witt
Mile b, and accepted as serious al
tie attentions Of that weaiied young
lady, distinguishing perfectly between
the earesses she bestowed upon him
and those he received from bis mother
In short. our hero was prey to grant
passion in miniature. On her side, sh,
who was the object of his alteration
had accepted the role of well-belovet
and played it with all the seriousness
"a the world, as if she wished to deceiv'
{. even herself.
Besides, the eyes which find her beau
tifnI, and the voice which tells her sh,
s Is s0, Will always be needed by a wo
naa be they but the eyes and voice 0