Madison times. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1884-1???, 1884-07-05
A Bunch Of Yellow Roses.
Translated for the Argonaut.

Translated for the Argonaut.
One evening, about two years ago,
went 10 spend a couple of hours with my
dear old friend and nsighbor, Madame
de Lorgerel. Aware Of her extreme fond
ness for flowers, took with me bunch
ofyelIow roses, her especial favorites
On this evening, as on many another,
found with her an old gentleman, who
had about year before come into that
neighborhood to take possession of an
adjoining property, left him by distant
relative on condition he would change
his name to that of Descoudraies. was
quite jealous of the intimacy that soon
had sprung up between him and my
dear old friend.
On the evening in question, they were
busy over game of "tric-trac." / en-
tered softly 80 as not TO disturb them,
waited until the game was over to pre-
sent my roses. Madame de Lorgerel's
face frightened with genuine delight,
but. to my astonishment, Monsieur Des-
coudraies became most strangely alb
stracted and thoughtful.
Would you believe it, my friend" he
said, at length, "those flowers have evok-
ed. az if by enchantment, a whole epoch
of my youth. For few moments was
again twenty years Of age, and in love
with woman, who, if living, must now
be fully sixty years old. l will tell you
the who'd story, one that influences my
whole after life-even now, when old
age has left me barely energy enough to
play lric-trac, the remembrance of my
Youthful love fills me with emotion"
Over forty years ago, just after | had
left college, my father. without consult
: me, sought to obtain post for me in a
certain regiment quarted in the little
town Of X II for which place re-
ceived orders to depart at once. This
was distressing news for more than one
reason; l had no special love for the
army, though that objection was no
great one, as at that time Of my life the
mere sight ola gay uniform, or the sound
OF martial music, sufficed to fire my am.
bition into becoming a Cesar or an
Achilles. But, worst of all, was i'm love
and dared not tell my father, whose an
swer, knew, would have been an or
der Fastening my departure. Fortunate
ly had an uncle-and what an unclel
AT that time he was as old as am now,
though still retaining all the vigor and
freshness Of youth. He was the contidant
Of our follies, debts, and aspirations. l
went to him:
uncle. / am most unhappy"
u bet twenty louis you are notl"
"Ah. uncle, do not jest-besides you
would lose your bet"
"IfI lose, / pay. Perhaps that might
help TO console you."
No; money has nothing to do with
my wretchedness. Father has Just ac-
cepted lieutenancy for me in the -
Regiment"
"A misfortune, indeed The uniform
is most becoming, and all the officers are
gentlemen"
'But, uncle, l do not wish to b.
soldier"
"Not be soldier! Are you coward,
by chance?"
IL do not know, uncle; nevertheless,
know you are the only man who might
darc doubt my courage" -
"Well, Cid, my boy, what is your OBJ
lection to the army?"
Il wish to marry"
"Nonsensei"
love-"
and you call that misfortune!
wish / were in love myself. Who is
she?"
"0h, unclel an angel"
.'0f course; knew that before; they
always are angels. What ask is to what
name your angel answers when they call
herr"
Naomi"
"Humphl Naomi may be enough for
you; but / would like to know to what
amily this angel belongs"
''Sne is Miss Amelot."
"Inde: 4! Then she is truly an angel.
tall, grac ful brunette, with dark eyes,
Oft as velvet. approve your choice"
"And if you but knew her"-
IL do know her. Does she love your"
IL do not know"
"What! not know! You are unworthy
fme. At her house every evening. and
1t not know if she loves youl" q
"She does not even know of my love-" d