The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1885-01-02

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ved where Violet sat. The cloud had val
md ished from her sweet forehead, her na
ural serenity had returned, and Sd
TO- seemed in happy dream. Alread
ny she had forgotten her cousin.
"Aunt Honor" she said, looking IL
he with lovely, happy eyes, "Monsleu
ed Fargueil was absent to-day. We ha
" another teacher And, Aunt Honor,
was the gentleman l rowed across il
he the boat"
r. ''Ab, then, he Uas gentleman, re
marked her aunt, absently.
L "Oh, child, my punishment is terri
E. rible. May you never know what it il
Of to love an idol of clay. have eaten g
is Dead Sea apple, and its ashes are bit.
- ter upon my lips. Jay was my favor.
IL lite child worshipped him-he was
3 so beautiful when boy, so high-spirit-
r ed. You never knew that 1 had
l. another son-no. But Ihad-a grave,
shy child. not brilliant like Jay. When
Junius was item years old, 1 sent him
t away from home because his brother
s did not like him. Was 1 not an I'M
natural motherp 1 was. 1 never
sought to make June love me, though
| he had gentle heart and winning
ways. Jay must be pleased, so June
was sent away, and has grown up
away from me. He does not love me.
Why should hep He has not been an
inmate of my house for more than
twelve years. 1t is long, long since l
even seen him."
"And you do not love himp"
Child, child, my empty arms reach
Tor him as for rock of refuge. He |
had no guile in his heart, no evil in |
his ways. They tell me he has grown |
up good man-and oh, NV soul is
perishing for rest in what is inherently
pure. long for one 1 can trust and
rely upon, and my brown-eyed June
| is SUCH"
"Auntie, if he is so good, will you
not write and tell him all P''
The unhappy woman promised. The
letter was written and Sped No an
swer came. They heard that Jaw and
his wife had gone abroad. Better so.
There was no happiness in mother and
son again uniting.
81 am tired of you and the society
of girl may not kiss he wrote. s
Poor punished mother! She wept
the nights away, but she was not with t
hope now. q
Her manner did not invite further fl
condolences, and after a moment the c
girl rose, restlessly, and went down
into the garden, singing. q,
1t was sweet little song that M. q
LIE Blanche, the brown-eyed Young II
French teacher, had taught her that G
day; but Violet was sure he was not
French. He was pleasant, social.
She told him many things about her. r.
self. Not that he had asked oues- or or
ions. He was gentle, not fast and 70 70
ierce like her cousin. Violet thought "
he never would have come to live
With her aunt if she had known of jaw. IN
For three successive lessons M. all
Yargueil was absent, and M. LIE ca
'lanche taught her. 1t was strange, lilo
IRIS. Brundage thought, what it was
hat intensified her niece's loneliness. to
ay was not there to see the light in at
ne azure eyes and the rose Of the in
implied cheek. Mrs. Brundape had an
aken to walking the long floors and
'oking from all the high windows. of
"Are you troubled, dear auntp" bel
"Somewhat,-about your cousins at
,ntinued absence, with reserve. fill
Another day, and Jay had not re- 7
lrned. Then came a letter. Mrs. ri.
rundage read it and screamed. Eis
Married! married your cousin an ra
~! To Mademoiselle Dardan. a S no
lrd-class actress! See, the letter is ~ w.,
ON him." gro
Her excitement subsidized into the %
tterest grief. In her misery she CIV
ade revelations concerning Jaw cru
lich filled the girl with bewilder- uan
snt. Could her kind aunt have so sess
ndish a sonp and
You were very kind to jaw, dear A
Mt. He should not have left YOU OF t.
me-" she said, one cold fall dav. otht
In an Indignation she had never crae
own before. on
Yes, L am alone-alone in the by L
'ariness Of old age" moaned the w
woman. The girls tenn
lrt ached; she embraced, kissed pen(
;. stru
You, too, will leave me, Violet. cent
you must not! you must not!'' dists
L will not. l will stay as LONG as MI
wish, promised the girl, softly. MAR
toilet feared that June Brundage the
10 not come, but evidently the men.
her hoped more than she feared. breal
The old year is dead" she said, on befoi
" ears morning. 1.-THE old year wood
ull of misery! think my next Th
be brighter!" nia)
noon Violet came In from a waite
Wy walk, and found her aunt in a than
u man arms. Evidently he had years
arrived. !here was also an older boom
present. FIRST Violet recognized rain I
fargueil, then M. LIE Blanche.
p, or;ad JL hnr ounius mas come, VI could
o;ri bod i r aun. n voice which peopl
s. % ne'er oetore heard, He w
&c 5,sroi 49, - H"u oeen "rs. brunda- "Hav
-ho Ill Uno mite
!, said fatherly NJ. Fargueil, com r
onward" See, she permits an old .h ~ =. +
rised sbe ia MD -. enoon on the
d. and the fr;end ~ "a. aune oio the Ii
and your friend, deceive youpo h tnan
l called him, ever, Monsieur LIE oo''ol