The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-09-13

hns demonstrated the fact that if you are tniking b the megess stranger sfier eleven has struck you somehow grow yerv con. 6dential Mademoiselle Eulalie did. a, any rate. She began telling Hugh a little about herself, and her grandpapa and Cruchy; and Hugh, being really in. eess.ted tor pretty girl, it may be con, mcnly observed, is really a very inter. esttng subject of conversation), drew he. on to tell him her simple history. ol
 whtch, to say .he truth, there vas hardly any. She was an orphau-that vas aij j-and she had lived with her erand. pareats during the time she vas beins educated and now she vas going tc
 England to be goveEness. And ye,
 Mademoiselle Eulalie took about au hour to tell this simple story, pieced oul
 wieh various information about that dea, grandpapa, and that dear erAndmamma
 and the lovely country all around Gruchy.
 Hugh noticed that all the time vhile
 Mademoiselle Eulalie was talking to him she ciasped her little purse tightly in one
 hand, as the grandpapa had especially enJoined upon her. Mind you don, put It into your pocket, he had told her "sor in England there are a great many pickpockets against whom you must be on your guard" And though Eulalie hadn't followed his advice about not con. versing with the monsieurs, she made uu for 1t by holding as hard as she could Id her precious purse.
 by-and-by mademoiselle began to shiver. The night in fact, was getting cold, and even through her rugs she feii It chilly. -'- ret up and walk a little,' Hugh suggested politely. "Tha, will warm mademoiselle most assuredlv ,
 Mademo'seile, nov completely demor- anzeo, accepted the suggestion, and paced the deck briskly by Hugh's side. They walked up and down till they were fairly tired. and then Eulalie, who had got back to Gruchy and the cure, stood tor while by the gunwale, looking over once more into the water, whitened by the paddle-wheels and gleaming beauti- fully in the clear moonlight. | She leaned for a minute or two bv inc gunwale, with her hands both hanging over listlessly; when, all of a sudden. there was slight lurch, cry, a splash !, glimpse of some small object falling into the water and Eulalie wrune her hands piteously, exclaiming, like A tragedy queen, have lost my purse .' Hugh was really distressed at this un- toward accident "Oh, I'm SO sorry.. he cried quickly. "Was there much in it?"
 Twenty francs," Mademoiselle Eula. lie sobbed out bitterly, again wrins.ng her pretty little ungloved hands; |" and it was all the money had with me-"
 If mademoiselle will permit me-n Hugh began. and suddenly broke of. He was going to add, "I shall be proud to let her consider my purse as her own until she reaches her destination On the spur of the moment he had thought of lending her a sovereign, and manag- ing 90 to arrange that she shouldn't re- turn 1t to him; but there, even a. he spoke, he bethought himself of that wretched sixpence, and checked himself immediately with disagreeable effort. = Have you paid for your ticket as far as Weston 2" he asked.
 Yes, monsieur"
 Well, that's we'll at any rate,n Hugh said otherwise" he could add this more safely now, "I should have been delighted to lend you whatever you re- quired." Which was perfectly true-as tar as 1t went, though Hugh did add to himself the mental reservation, if had it with me-"
 "You are very kind, monsieur" the poor girl replied, and then relapsed into complete silence. It was perfectly clear that the loss of that poor little twenty francs had rendered her for the moment wholly inconsolable. Hugh pitied the poor girl from the bottom of his heart. indeed, as he luckily knew her address at Weston, he made up his mind that the moment he returned to Bristol he would send her twenty francs anonymously. care of Miss Spurter, and concoct some cock-and-bull story about its having been found in purse clinging to a hawser. or else equally harmless and im- possible.
 After that the conversation fiapged de. cidediy. It was getting toward the small | hours of the morning; and Eulalie, be- tween gnef and sleepiness, dozed of at ! last with her rugs wrapped warmly l around her, and didn't fully wake up | again till nearly six the next morning. l Candor compels me to confess that Hugh | Portledovn very shortly followed her ex- ample. When they woke up again, they were nearing the low white cliffs outside | the Poole Harbor, lighted up by a mag | nificent sunrise. However, l have ire quently observed that sunrise is far from | being so romantic a season as sunset There is cold rawness about it which | renders 1t naturally unfit for the promo | uon of romance, or even of polite con- versation. People are mostly monosylla- bic at sunrise, and their noses assume very unpoetic cerulean hue. Sc it must be admitted that Hugh and Eulalie didn't talk much to one another until they were fairly ashore at Poole landing. place.
 There Hugh found his seuices as in- lerpreter actively called into requisision at last for Mademoiselle Eulalie's benefit. He arranged matters amicably with the rustom.house officers (thouah mad emoiselle was inclined to be a little in- dinHanf