The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-11-15

and so6hing. pead it alsud. old Aneoine hrpke down completely, and vept-the hrst tears Marguerise had ever seen him shcd-while her mother lay with her face turned to the wall, and refused all con. solatioo.
 At lasf Jeanne conceived the idea of sending her daughter across the ocean to seek out Francois and bring him back. In vain the parish minister and all the neighbors reasoned with her on the im- possibility of sending young girl aione b . foreign country. Worst of all, Jacques had lost the address that Fran- cois had copied from the gentleman's card, and they did not know where to write.
 "Co. I entreat you, my child" she would repeat night and day: a in all your lite you have always done whatever you undertook, though you are not gifted like Francois is, 1t is true. It is, perhaps, as well that all are not Reniuses in this world, since some of us must look after the welfare Of othezs; and thoueh you have never planned any great things you have been very useful which is very well, too-is it not, Antoinet At all events, you must go."
 CHAPTER III.
 Tell the driver to stop the carriage a moment John, please" And John Blanding's young and pretty wife lifted her little sick boy to look out of the car- riage window. Here is . cottage where we can ret some milk for Robbie, | think. n
 Milk for Robbie" repeated the child {; and when Marguerite, who had obeyed the lady's request and brought . mug of milk for the itsle 6ellow-moved with tender compassion at the sight of the van baby hoe-began to murmur . fev caressing words ia her pretty French ac- cent he threw both arms around her neck, and clung there with all his baby strength, repeating:
 ANannette, my Nannette !"
 |" He thinks it is Nannette," said Mrs. Banding to her husband. A French nurse we had for him in Chicaso,n she explained to Marguerite; we were obliged to leave her m Paris, and he has fseted for her ever since
 "Chicaso r repeated Marguerite Do you, madame, live in thst city? You may, then, have seen FrancoiA my baother-but DO, he cannot have reached there yet"
 And then, encouraged by the lady's questions and kindly interest, she told in her simple fashion the story of Francois departure
 "A sad case, truly," said kind-hearsed Mrs. Banding, and wish we might do something to help you. Come to mamma, Robbie" and she held out her arms to her child, who was still with Marguerise.
 But Robbie, who, during the two short years of his life, had known no law save that of his own royal inclination, ciung closer to Marguerite, repeating, sNan- nette, Robbie's Nannette," and stoutlv re- sisted all bribes and persuasions to return to his mother.
 Better hire the girl. Louise," sug- gested Mir. Banding. "See here my girl" turning to Marguerite, s our baby. who has been ill at the inn down wonder in the valley, seems to have taken fancy to you, and, if you like, you can go back with us as nurse-gih. Mind, l do not say you can 6nd your brother the chances arc that you will not :; but we can send you back next summer in the care of friends, and we will pay you we'll"
 Marguerites heart sank with sudden despair. Her mother, she knew, would insist on her going, and the thought of leaving home and friends to encouuter all the pesils, of which she had a vague. unconSessed terror, almost overcame kss. But t was for Franco,s-for her dear mother. That gave her strength.
 It shall be a my parents decide" {" she said simply; and then added, syou are vesy lind. madame"
 But when they came . lev days aitsr, lo discuss the matter with old Anto;ne and his wi6s, Jeannes mother heart re- be!led at hrst iron parting with the girl.
 "How can live without MarRueriss P she would oy, sobbing aloud. Never was there such nurse, l promise you, madame, and, indeed, she can do every. thing, for that matter. Such lace mend ing ! such hitting never was there such ! skillful pair of hands a MarKuerite's. ,
 You must be quite . geniu4" said Mrs. Banding, smiling upon MArruerite.
 "God fosbid 1" said Antoine, kassilv. No. madame; one genius is enough for ! family. Francois is that, to be sure-l , son to be proud o6 madame; hus Marguerite-wen-she is born to make people happy, and to be loved with all poe's heart"
 
 It vas summer again. and the rosss se.e in Slos.om in tue Banding grounds, md the grayish waters of Lake Michigan leemed to take blues tint from the lane skies above them.
 Marguerite is growing thin" " remark ed Mir. Bianding, a he and his wife were aking their morning meal together at the cheerful little breakfast table that over ooked the lawn.
 Outaide, among the beds of Aovers, .ere Marguerite and Robbie, walking for he morning exsrcise that had been pre- 'csihed Sor the health of that young au- :ocrat
 She is the most extraordinary sirln md Ara Blanding adjusted the jewe3ed iugs that shone oo her pretty white