Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1885-07-25

Windows. scattering some papers over the floor.
He picked them up one by one and laid them
on the table. 1t seemed as If years had passed
.Mademoiseiie's he said with a smile, 4 will
help you if l can, but now must go; my peo-
"How he passed that night he would not tell
me- Next day he saw her mo'n Man sT louis
his influence in favor OF TINS MONSIEUR i-o''''
In the end he was successful
alt was the punishment for his SIN, ana ne
drank the bitter cup drop by drop TIL the emu
of his life.
HE LETT America at once and went to Eng
land. II they knew of his disgrace he never
found out. III the American papers ne saw ems
marriage of Mademoiselle Rose TO Monsieur
Louis. and then Il few months later hef deatn.
AFTER that he came back to France. An:
mon Dic"! If he had never left III anefe Is DIS
as. told ii TO me.
81 .ook him to my home and for short time
escape from his disgrace in this world. 1t is
always sure to follow and find him out
1T was with Victor The people snn heard line me
as though he was the plague. Ali how patient
ly he bore ALL 1 weep now to think oft.
there Victor. AT first the people refused
his help and drove him away, but bit oy pit
they learned to know his goodness. Slow work,
though, slow work.
Something happened, however, that opened
their eyes when 1t was too late.
breeze had been blowing all day, and as night
came ON 1t grew to hurricane. About ten
O'Clock we were startled by hearing people rum
ming past the house and shouting to each other.
Hurryfng out We found nearly all the village
gathered on the shore watching vessel OF some
sort that was on the rocks and not fifty yards
away.
AS well as could make out In the darkness
~ seemed TO be a pleasure yacht. Between the
snore and the rocks such a sea was running
that nothing could live In 1t. Several boats
Were launched, but they all swamped or were
beaten back. The vessel was rapidly breaking
up, and once in the lull Of the wind we heard II
woman $ voice calling for help.
suddenly a man stepped from the crowd,
fastened rope about his waist and giving di-
rectionS to the men how to hold it, jumped into
That raging, toainiug sea.
III was done so quickly did not see the
man, but knew-my heart told me. Breath
lessly we watched him borne on from wave to
wave till he reached the vessel. At last the
rope Was fastened, and every soul saved but
one.
For hours I waited. The sun rose and wind
ana sea grew still. Not Il trace was left OF their
nights work.
Long before 1 had lost all hope and knew
Well what l was watching for, still when it
came-ah! monsieur, cannot tell you what
felt.
"The.' carried him home and all the village
followed, weeping for him. Now that he
gone they knew his worth 1t is always the
way, 2aoa ami, always the way.
THE people he had saved were English, and
they gave this monument; but he died outside
the church, SO he is buried here.
My story Is finished, monsieur. 1t won't be
long now before meet him. The priest may
say what he pleases, but know that my friends
soul is in heaven.
"Going, monsieur? Well, it is getting late.
No, don't thank me; it has done me good to
sieur. very dear.'-Frunk Leytie's Illustrated
Newspaper.