The Brookhaven leader., 1885-11-05
A physIciaa /. privileged L win

Come, GOMEZ he cried In joyous
tone, after few moments had passed.
"we are all right now I'VE shall
get OF with nothing worse than
fright. Why, you old coward,
have I not already told you 90. Herel
: let me see q happier face on you"
And be gave M. Rabut vigorous slap
Then, suddenly turning to me, he
But you--where are you from, ]
don't remember ever seeing you here be-
fore. "FT n tskl s.lri 80
Il eame from Britnny. doctor. BY
way Of Paris and fortlouis."
"Look. look.''-he had already turned
his back upon me-'she 10 sopening her
eyes, ks 50. - Z ~
NJ. Rabut iuyoluntarily seized my
hand, arrd dragged me to the sofa
She opened her eyes. They were
blues--the eyes always liked best.
sHolene, my poor Helene" muir
INJURED the poor father, STOPPING 10 kiss
her forehead.
''Gentle,-you" exclaimed the doc
tor, pulling him hack. LET her have
air. If YOU pIease.'
Mr.. kabut drew back, without letting
90 my hand eeF y
Myrtil returned from the stable.
"Myrtil il!-Myrtil.-w how about
that breakfastf Is 1t going TO be ready
o-day, or tomorrow -.
"Ma fol! I'm ready for itr' cried the
doctor. THAT gallop gave me aferocious
awhy. Myrtil.--serve the Madeira to
those gentlemen! 7.a.s., a,a5
This Tins Myrtil obeyed.
Il was In the afternoon when I left
| my pavilion to return 70 the house. M.
Rabut came TO look for me on the
verandah. "come," he said, "you can
1 see her now" ns~ 9Et
Y he brought me close to her bed. Her
dear, big blue eyes still had dark cir
cles about them; but the blood was cir
culating under the clear skin, for she
blushed ct my approach.
This is he, my Helene; II it hadn't
been for him '-and his voice choked.
"Dont fret any more. papa. / am
think they will ever be able to, find iti"
| Tho locket contained her mothers
hair. 80 u 4
/ It'was barely daylight when Ireached
the river. The negro who had taken
her out Of the water had shown me the
evening before the precise spot where
the current had carried her away, and
also the place where he found her, about
fifty yards further down It was O long,
narrow basin, shut in by great Jam
roses, whose tufted branches met above
and stretched from one bank to the
other. The pale light, tiltering through
the leaves, made CLEANS here and there
upon the water like the reflection of
molten lead: beyoni the darkness was
complete; It looked perfectly black
there. % 20
/ divcd, and brought up three fiat
pebbles! But breakfast would not le
ready until 10 clock; ! had plenty OF
time. M
/ BY 8 o'clock, the bottom of the basin
had no mysteries for me- There was
not q single cabot-fish that had not
| disturbed beneath his rock. not 3 single
camaron that had not compelled so
crawl backward into his hole But the
locket was not there; accordingly it
must be further down. Ileft the basin,
and followed the course OF the stream,
interrogating all the roots, exploring
all tho boulders, questioning evrey tuft
of grass. was about to pass on, when
] saw little black serpent, like a thin
silk string. caught upon the root of a
wild strawberry plant, wriggling in the
current. seized it; It was the locket!
She would not come down to break
fast; but NJ. Rabut told me she would
1 certainly come down to dinner. She
was still q little weak; but that was all
Man Is O seiish creature. the me-
dallion remained in my po.ket.
i While they were laying the table that
evening, stole softly into the dining
room. When her father had led her to
her seat, and she unfolded her napkin,
she found little box In It.
''What Is thisl another Of your at
tsmpts to sIoil me, papaf
But the astonished look of N. Rabut
must have con .inced her more than his
denial. a
She opened the little box.
s'My iocketi my Iocketl'' she cried,
putting It to her lips and kissing 1t
over and over again. watched every
kiss--I looked at her out of the corner
Of my eye Finally her eyes met my
own; she understood. But the little
mysterious beauty did not even say
..Thank you. Al
/ And the long and short OF IL 4, dear
cir, that ] never gave my wife . single
lesson 2
All, yes, parbieui / taught hor how 70