The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-03-04


ties that mother tells me of-those she
used to visit"
IL am ashamed TO confess that know
nut little about them. i should have
pald my respects to them frequently had
1t not been for Henri
"Who is Hcnri2"
"My hvorite school-companion, and
now my dearest friend, Henri de Calonne.,
"Oh, so You, too, have dearest friend.
She turned away and guzed at the dis.
tant clouds lying over the sea. RaouI
watched her IN silence for some seconds,
then he said, gently:
"Cannot one have two dearest friendsi"
Adrienne did not answer, but leaning
forward, Raoul saw tears glistening on
her long dark lashes.
"Adrennew He took her hands in his,
and bending quickly, kissed her eyes.
There, let me kiss away your tears, as /
did long ago, when we were children, and
mad no dearest friends. only each other.
shall 1t not be so still, Adriennef Why
should strangers come between us3 We
can love and trust them, but we are still
true to one another"
Adrienne smiled at his earnest words,
and drawing her arm in his they went
slowly toward the chateau.
III will tell you, Adrienne, we must man.
age to have our dearest friends meet
was about to explain to you that Henri de
Calonne is poor and proud. He would
not go into wealthy society in Paris, and
preferred to remain with him. He is my
age, handsome, well educated, honorable,
IN fact, gentleman, worthy Of the name
he hears The estates, however, are sunk
in debt, owing to the extravagant habits
OF his uncle, who, suppose, thought il
best to leave nothing after him. Henri is
at Toulon. shall ask Aunt Claire's per.
mission TO present him to YOU, and when
Mademoiselle Valentine arrives, the cha
team will be quite a gay place. Henri is
charming among few persons whom he
respects. BY the way, he already adj.
mhes you, not only from seeing your por-
trait, but from what have told him about
our old companionsbip in Paris. He
wanted TO know what your disposition
was like. ! told him that YOU we're the
most generous Of creatures, aud at the
same time the melIiest, most tantalizing
elf in the world"
"0h, Raoul VIVA, character TO give Of
me- suppose your dearest friend will
be quite disappointed If do no, exhibit
the qualities you have ascribed TO me.
You forget that four years have passed
since was all that you say Perhaps,
While at the College d'Hyeres. have
learned, among other things, to be very
dignifed, and to give up teasing my best
friends"
ii doubt it. To-day you would not
look even glad 10 see me. although have
been looking forward to this meeting for
months Yet think you were glad"
81 see, Raoul, have only TO be disa. l.
greeahle to answer 10 your description
"oh, you must be as gay and as bright
as a butterfly just your own old SELF
But. Raoul, | am not always gay"
And why not. Adriennei You have
everything TO make you so-health,
wealth, and your parents, besides many
true friends
"And you forget, Raoul. have you"
"You little witch! of course | did not
mention myself. Everyone knows that
am your devoted slave; whether TO add
to your happiness or not, remains to he
proved
yet, Raoul, sometimes am very sad.
! will tell you all, but first You must prom
Use me not TO mention what say to my
father or mother it would only make
them anxious Valentine knows every
thing. she had TO hear what terrified me-
for we roomed together at the college,
and ] used to rouse her from sleep with
my cries and means"
MY darling, you alarm me- Try and
tell me calmly. Sit down, Adrierne." He
placed her on a stone seat under great
tree. and, kneeling at her side, watched
her face, now white with fear, and startled
with the dread of what is mysterious and
inexplcable.
at always comes to me at night" said
AdIienne, fixing her eyes on Raoul. and
letting him take her hand in his strong
clasp.
"Yes Adrienne; what is it
~ figure, n man in soldiers dress he
kneels at my feet; his eyes seem to pierc,
my soul; he draws me to his heart and
then, deep, sad voice speaks to me, al
ways the same words, always l know
them now by heart"
"Yes, yes. Adrienne; what are theyr
Raoul's face was nearly as white as her
own, his voice was low aud uneven. but
Adnenne was too excited to notice the
change in him Uuconsciously she imi.
'atcd the haunting voice:
"lou have htbd me- my child; but |
pardon you, and love youw
ooh, my Godw The cry came from
Raonrs lips, as lac suddenly turned away
his face.
"Oh, Raoul, indeed it is not a dream II
comes when am lying awake in the still
nights II used to fiighicn me; would
scream aloud at his touch and sob with
terror, But now am not afraid the face
seems all Kindness and love, but oh, so
sad IT thrills me. feel my heart throb-
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