Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1881-06-01

lastene0 10 ler size. Ono Slld INTO my
arms with q joyous abandonment. She
nine charm and girlish carelessness.
'.Let us 90 and drink" she said. lifting
up her long robe. Sup there is little
NEUROLOGICAL spring on which you shall
give me your opinion. .
! And as she followed the woodland path,
beating the plants with her riding-whip,
she sang the air of Zerline: 'sL0 CT daren
la nGs,O.
Then breaking off, and turning round
suddenly, she said:
Have you ever been in love?'
"Why not?"
Eyes; you are in love with Jacqueline.
| She is beautiful, Jacqueline! and romantic,
! too, chr
Madame d'Aleriops is the most beauti-
full person In the world. except
Except whom?"
Yourself"
She threw her gloves up in the air and
caught them like ball.
That for your fattery!" she said.
The movement was so vivacious and SO
droll that I could not help laughing.
II will wager that she gave you her rose!
You have it there, next your heart Do not
reply, am sure of i'll" Then, as if the
question interested her as little as my reply,
she began to sing. Then she went on:
'Ah, men are stupid! All! if were man.
and in love, I should know how to manage
things, I promise you!"
How would you act?" asked, looking
! her full in the eyes.
She cast upon me a glance which daz-
| zled me by it's magic brllliancy, and draw
ing back with her pretty laugh:
1t is not worth while explaining; you
would not understand" And she began to
sing again.
We had arrived at the top of the hill.
Is not the view delightful" she sall.
THAT valley, still gray with the morning
mist, and the river Yvette glistening in the
gray ribbon round basket. All, what
lovely morning!"
We heard the silvery sound of the spring
flowing over the white pebbles. She took
Oft her gloves, and kneeled down to drink
greedily in her two hands.
will you drink, too?" she said to me,
filing once more the cup of rosy ma BILE
and Offering it to me. 1 drank in ecstasy.
"More?" she asked, laughing.
And drank again, breathing in at the
same time the perfume of her hands. Then
took both of them, still wet, and covered
them with kisses. I felt them under my
lips at once cool, burning, and trembling.
staggered. The blood mounted impetu-
ously to my face.
"Quel grand emfaa,t vous fa:tes" she
said, seeing my confusion.
tried to grasp her hands again, but be-
fore could seize them she escaped like
bird that flies away, and began to descend
the hill rapidly, jumping from stone to
stone, singing, making the stones roll down
before her, and from time to time turning
round as if to bid me hasten my steps.
Gaidenly she stopped.
"Monsieur," she cried, Monsieur jag
aes! Come quickly! We have missed the
road. Here is a brook barring the way;
what can we do?"
THAT is easily resolved. will carry you
across"
Very good; but like the Queen Of Spain,
you know, on ne t0uche pas q la reine!"
II solemnly promise, replied.
"Come!" -.a, ..,s.,4.- - .s....--..s ~.
She was no heavier than a child; tried
10 hide my emotion; but, under their lashes,
her great eyes seemed to burn me. Her
breast. too, I felt was heaying like my own.
A perfume, know not what, overcame me
altogether. I could not resist. I ap-
preached her mouth to my own, and kissed
her madly.
When I dared to look at her, she was pale,
but she was smiling.
Jacques, mon cheri," said she, resting
her blond head on my shoulder, send her
back her rose; I hope you do not care for it
any )cnger!'