Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1880-01-24

Larrey sighed, and Lora watched him
furtively.
al had no adaptability, no conform
itv: with Lora it was different" She
colored under Larrey's inspecting eye,
and then Monsieur came to the rescue
with his delicate tact, rs he always did
if we were growing uncomfortably per-
sonal. He dexterously picked up the
lost thread of the discourse, and dropped
us all from its connection.
wherever a man finds in woman the
nameless qualities which appeal to his
manhood, call forth his affection, de-
veloping his higher nature, making him
a stronger and better man, there you
have the elements of true marriage;
and when she finds one with the power
of arousing her capabilities, with
strength to sustain her faltering, and
worthy enough to call forth her entire
trust, there too is the germ of marriage.
Then beauty, or nationality, or creed
weighs not in the balance" And NJ.
De Mott arose, smiled, brought his hat
with graceful curve over his heart,
bent in low salute as only Frenchman
can, and disappeared among the trees.
There was little silence, and then
said Larrey, Monsieur must have had
varied experience. wonder what
doctrine l shall propagate at S5?'
81 am sure, Larrey, you will have I'M
dergone change. At your age Mon
sieur NAV have been only an ordinary,
chivalrous Frenchman."
"And now, Ollie, what is he now?"
al scarcely know" l replied, half
signing, for 1 sometimes felt annoyed
that he puzzled me. ASK LOra; she
must understand him; he always seeks
her OUT
Monsieur, o l do not know Monsieur.
I. is true he asks me out, and is kind to
me, but am always left to his care. He
is like Ole, self-contained, but much
more impenetrable. Monsieur is true
gentleman The last clause was spoken
as if in his defense.
Old Morton, as Larrey called him WAS
overwhelmed with distress. His wife.
it was thought, might not recover. and
Larrey begged us to 90 around and see
if we could be of use to them. Lora,
kind-hearted, filled a basket with delica-
cies for the invalid, but she could not
bear the sight of sickness and suffer-
ing, and always stroye to keep it out of
her daily life.
My visit gave the old man an oppor-
tunity for rest, and remained with the
sick woman until night set in. The
street was an obscure one, and l was
obliged to walk some little distance be-
fore reaching one where conveyances
,,-o-. an. bod I iii NOT th,pl- Of dam
ger, however; not even upon seeing two
men covering in a doorway. They
stepped out on my passing, and one of
them grasped my arm. l attempted to
spring from him, when was aided by a
blow from behind me which leveled him
to the walk. The other fled. was at
first too frightened to comprehend, but
in a moment knew that my deliver was
NJ. De Mott. But could this be Mon
sieur, scarcely less agitated than my
self? :. N0nSeigneur, he breathed As
he bent over me, ''c'est le risage dune
sage, How happy am to have found
YOU in time Never trust yourself again
in such by-paths as these
Did YOU come for me, Monsieur"
a. Yes, will always come for you, or
90 with YOU. But promise me-"
:" will promise any thing after be-
ing rescued from such horror" |
stood leaning against the wall; NJ. De
Mott stood near waiting until | should
again possess myself, and looking at
me, for once, not with critical eyes.
Monsieur was capable of enthusiasm.
That night when | had reached my
room l sat long without a definite
thought. At last l walked to the mir
ror He had said that my face was that
of an angels. looked into the large
gray eyes and they startled me with
their unusual light, but l saw nothing
angelic there. Did NJ. DE Mott con-
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