Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1881-06-01
: THE FRIENDSHIP OF WOMEN.

A Moral Adaptation Of One Of "Tlle PARIS
ians" TRANSACTIONS.
4 Why did not marry Madame d'Alerions?
Well I shall tell you why.
had danced with her all the winter.
That dreamy creature adores waltzing. Her
pride melts in the languo1 of the dance,
and her fine eyes assume a vague. liquid
expression that makes them resemble two
half-submerged stars.
felt very much in love with the charm
ing widow. I found myself more timid in
presence of her melancholy than before the
smiles Of other women. She was a woman
ts love. Ten years earlier, in the heyday of
my illusions. should have called her an
angel.
1t was with beating heart that opened,
one morning, a letter on which recognized
the monogram of Jacqueline, and her bold,
English handwriting. Madame dAlerions
invited me to spend few days at her
country seat, Les Bergeries, in the valley
Of Chevreuse. sent a telegram of thanks.
When l arrived at the chateau, the sounds
Of music reached my ears. Some one was
,Sslaying tie March of Rakozcky" with sim
gllar energy. It was not the suave and
sweet execution of the countess, who seems
ito touch the notes as it were with the tips
, Of doves wings, I entered the salon.
The lovely Jacqueline held out her hand
to me and placed her finger on her lips.
A woman was seated at the piano. She
did not stop playing. I could hardly see
anything but her admirable form, her snow
white neck on which were dancing little
bright golden ringlets, and her small,
dimpled hands brilliant with precious
stones, flying over the keys with the rapidity
of lightning. Madame dAlerions, too, was
adorable in pale blue dress very simple o
flower in her corsage, her hair smoothed
down over her forehead and falling in
heavy roll on her neck. The ruche of her
dress barely revealed the whiteness of her
neck.
The musician consented to close her pi-
ano when dinner was announced.
She turned round. Madame d'Alerions
] Introduced me: THE Princess Nauinka de
Zent."
The princess took my hand. II am very
glad to see you," she said; II have often
heard about YOU" rs5.u
: I'VE are alone" resumed Nadine dale
rion; my other guests have not yet come"
I excused them with all my heart. This
dinner Of three was fatally mute duet and
a brilliant monologue.
While my lovely friend was bewitching
continued talking necessarily.
l listened to her in spite of myself, and I
looked at Ter involuntarily. Her CONVEX
sation was like her face. It was strange,
disagreeable, End delicious-a small face
absolutely foreign; thenose too large; brown
eyes with gold retections; an Austrian
mouth, with purple lips and little teeth Of
mouse; an audacious gracefulness; mo-
bile physiognomy in which the charm
sprang from contrasts: voluptuousness in
her glare and sarcasm in her smile: mix
tpre of a fairy and German student. A
strange little women!
do not know if she had wit, but she
started off at aheadlong pace. Her CONVEX
sation was piquant, sparkling, and envel-
nped in foreign accent like jewels in lace
Often the countess smiled, and several
times she blushed. The little princess did
q la mode.
When the time for separation had come,
the princess said to me:
''You ride, do you not?"
Certainly, madame"
"Then we will ride together in the morn
ing; but. warn you, get up early; at
eight o'clock, en- route! Goodnight, JAG
queline! Sleep we'll, ma belle cherie."
She disappeared. I remained alone with
Madame dAlerions.
1t was late. We had long chat. good
deal Of music, and exchanged few furtive
presses of hands. Through the open door
of the grand salon the light of the stars en-
tered with the perfume of the park, and
mingled with the dying lights. imprint
ed burning kisses upon her hands.
II love you, Jacqueline,' I whispered in
her ear.
May" she answered, II fear that you
are tickle" And she rose.
Not so, replied, endeavoring to de-
tain her; give me some token, that I may
preserve it fOrever-sOme souvenir of this,
my avowai."
She took a full-blown rose from her
corsage, and as pressed it to my lips, she
fed from the room.
Ipassed a greater part of the night at my
window kissing that precious flower, which
contained a little of the heart of Jacque-
" ne. 1t was hardly eight o'clock when I
Saw in the courtyard horse already sad
died and held by u groom. It was the
Princess Vaninka's horse. I had complete
ly forgotten the princess.
I hurried down. The princess did not
seem to see me. She placed her little foot
on the grooms large hand. and sprang into
the saddle. She wore a bandits felt hat
with long green featners, that produced the
strangest effect on her blonde head.
"Ah! there you are!" she said to me. Il
am going to start without YOU"
Madame. that would be too cruel"
Bah! you will catch me!'
In the twinkling of an eye she was out Of
sight, followed by her little groom. I
jumped Oh the back of my mare, and five
minutes later caught up with the green
cOckade in an overarched avenue. The
woods around Chevreuse are delicious. You
might believe yourselves hundreds Of miles
away from Paris. Under the thick foliage
Of the trees babble brooks that spring from
moss covered rocks, and flow singing be-