The daily gazette., 1883-07-26

enough TO take sensible course.V
what course do you wish IN, to takep
"Sellyour house, sir, 1t is your whole for
| tune II is worth 80 900 francs. With that,
one at least need not die Of hunger; and Who
can prevent you IRON establishing little
businesR which cannot fail of sueeessW
| 1--WE shall sec about that" replied
OroisillPs, hasi ening TO gaiH his own street.
He longed to be once more beneath tie
paternal root-but, when he reached the
house, i was In SO sad a plight that he
| hardly dared enter. The shop in disorder,
the rooms deserted, his fathers Office empty,
everywhere he was greeted with the naked
ness of wan'. Not a chair remained; all the
drawerR had been ransacked, the counter
broken the cash-box carried away. Moth
| ing hah escaped the eager search of the
creditors, who, after having pillaged the
house, had gone, leaving the doors open, as
II 10 show 10 the passers by that their work
was done.
"Here then," said Croisilles, "ls what is
left from 80 years of work and strictly hon,
est-dealing, and all from inability to meet at
the appointed day and hour, note impru-
IDENTIFY lndorsed.
| While the young man was walking up
and doWn,a prey to the saddest of thoughts,
Jean seemed greatly embarrassed. Suppos-
1 Ing thai his master was without money, and
possibly had not even dined, he was trying
| TO find some way to allude to the subject,
and If necessary, to offer portion Of his own
| frugal fare. After torturing himself for half
an hout to hit upon some plausible pretext,
| he could think of nothing better than TO go
near to Crosiless and say softly:
Are you fond, sir, of partridges and cab
bage ~ IN
| The poor man had spoken these words in
| tone ut once so absurd and SO tender, that
| Croisilles, in spite of his sadness, could not
helplaIghing.
| "Why do you ask that questions 2" he
said.
| "Because, SIR" replied Jean, "my wife
has cooked some for my dinner, and Ii you
| happened to be fond OF them"
| Croisilles had till then entirely forgotten
the money which he had brought back for
| his father Jean's proposal reminded him
that hia pockets were full of gold.
IL thank you with all my heart" he said
| to the DID man, "aud | accept your invita-
| ton with pleasure. But If you are anxious
| about Thy means, be reassuTed, for ! have
mouey enough to pay Tor a good supper to-
night, which you, in your turn, must eat
| with me-" l'
| AS BIZ spoke, he placed upon the mantel
/ and emptied four well filed purses, each of
which contained so louis.
| "Although that um does not belong to
| me-" be added, 81 can use 1t for u day or
two. 70 whom can apply to forward 1t to
my fatherp
i'sir,' replied Jean, earnestly, "your
father bade me tell you that this money was
yours, and If 1 have not spoken of itbefore,
! 1t was because | did not know how your
bus ness In Paris resulted. Your father will
lack for nothing over therei he will stay
with one of his correspondents, who will
give him a hearty welcome, Besides, he
took with him all that he needed, tor ht
knew he left enough behind him; and all
\ that remains, sir, is yours; he himself says
| SO in his letter, aud / was expressly charged
to repeat 1t TO you. This money, then, is as
rightfully your own as is this house where
we now are. l can repeat the very words
your father sp Ike as he went away May
nv son forgive me for leaving him; may he
remember me only with love as long as
live, and may he use what remains after my
debts are paid, as If 1t were his Inheritance.
There, sir, are his own words. So put that
moneyin your pocket, and then, II you are
willing to dine with me, let us go, pray
you, I'd my house"
The sincere JOY in Jeans eyes left
| Croisiles no room for doubt. His fathers
words had SO moved him that he could moi
restrain his tears; moreover, at such mo-
meut four thousand francs were no trife
As for. the house, that was an uncertain re-
SOURCE. for nothing could be realized from
| It except by sale, a tedious and difficult
| undertaking Yet all this could not have
failed DO produce a considerable change il
, the yonng mans situation; he felt softened
his suicidal purpose was shaken, and SO Il
| speak he was Gt once more sad, and les
/, despairing. After having closed the shutter
| of the shop, he went out of the house Will
4 Jean, and while passing once more thfougi
She town, he could not help thinking how
powerful are our affections, since they some
times lind for US an unexpected JOY in tn
| feebleat ray of hope. IL was with thi
. | Thought thaefhe sat at the table OF his olC
9 servant, who, during the entire meal, dld
not cease his efforts to cheer up his master
: The giddy-headed have happy weakness
they are easily distressed, but they are ais
4 | quickly consoled, so easy is 1t to distrac
: | their thoughte.5 IL would be mistake I
. | think them uhfeellng or selfish; they feel
PERHAPS more keenly than others, and the
= | are quite capable OF blowing out their brain
In a moment of despair; but, the momeu
:, Dassed II they are still alive, they will go I
iiunef, they will drink and eat Ms usua
4 | and then burst into tears when they retiI
4 al night, Joy nr grief do not touch thel
4 lightly, but rather pierce them like Arfo"s
n kind aud impetu us natures which kno
y how 10 suffer but not 10 deceive, in Whic
. every emotion is bare TO view, natures NJ
! fragile and empty like glass, but full a
= | transb areLt like the rock-crystal.
70 After having touched glasses with Jeal
CroisLIes, instead OF destroying himsel
- went to bear a comedy at the theatre. 4
=, soon As he was in the parquette, he DE
a from his breast Mademoiselle Godeau's bo
auet, and, while he inhaled its perfume
I profound meditation, began to think mo
calmly of his mornings adventure. Att
"A h had reflected for some time, he SAW clear
IN the ttuth that is, that the young lady,
~ leaving the bouquet in his hands and refu
"a ing I'd take it back had wished to show hi
some mark of favor; for otherwise, her r.
T fusal and silence could have been only
Indication of contempt, and that suppositit
a., was not possible. Cr0isilles decided, the
,ar that Mademoiselle Godean's heart was il
1y hard than her fathers, and he had no dill
AZ Guilty In remembering that her face, VIII
she crossed the room, had expressed (
,is emotion as real as it evidently was involu
ID. tary. But was that emotion love, or ol Oh
-. piJy, or still worse, mere humanity IL
,er Mademoiselle Godeau dreaded to see hi
nd Crolbilles, die; or only dreaded to cause
N. death of any man, no matter who he mig
a. be. Although faded and Withered, the be
,ve ouet was still SO fragrant and so pretty tn
az as Croisilles gazed al 1t he could not ht
n,s being hopeful. 1t was a garland oil ro
oil about cluster OF violets What sentimeI
an. and mysteries Turk would have read
mi. those flowers as he Interpreted their Ii
ew guake! But one does not need to De Tu
no In sIch case as that. The flowers VIII
aha fall from a beautiful womau's bosom
- Eurana as well aR I'm Orient. are never mu