Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-08-02

She looked Iitle annoyed, and replied
rather toltly. as if che thought my surprise
favored of impertinence, Il never talk
.bout nv people, or On, Zone care for very
ucb.
This was perfectly true and in keeping
With her reticeDce and shyness, and was
sorry had appeared astonished.
But is your brother in FrsnceH IVen-
tnred to ssk
HE came over on business TO Paris last
week, and wrote ct once to me, saying that
he had 60 little time to spare that he was
afraid he should not see me. / did not tell
Claude he had come, but wrote back aud
told him all about this wicked scandal, and
be is lust mad! He adores Claude-she has
been 30 good to us all-and he has sent me
a challenge to forward to the Comte, and
be SAYS he will fight him day after 10 NOR
row at all costs, in any out OF the way place
be likes TO fix CD / told him how good you
had BET in Offering to fight, and he SAYS be
NUT have you for his second and get you
% arrange il all for him. Is it asking too
nmchf'
No, no, indeed will do what l can, and
iroukly tell you, dear Msdemoise'le, that
/ au gh d that some one is taking the mat
terup Only l am sorry your brother is so
youup a man; the Comte is dead shot"
The color left her face; she looked almost
IS if the were going to faint.
Never mind, she said presently, with
little effort at smile, and courageous tone
of voice, my brother has the right on his
side, and that goes long way
/ shook my head but agreed to further
NJ Hsrland's plan.
Mics Anne drew a piece of paper from
her pocket.
"s.ere is the challenge" she said ner-
vously. Il hope it is all right"
1t was written in fine, neat hand, and
was curt and TO the point all formalites and
adorments Of style having been dispensed
al by the writer. l put the paper into my
note book
Leave it to me and 1 will arrange it.
When shall see your brotherT
# am afraid he won't see you till Just be-
fore the duel" she said, and know that
be would like TO fight toward evening, ii
possible. :,
We were then in the month of May and
the evenings we're beautiful and cool.
VERY vel" replied, II will try and ar
appe for the evening, but must let your
brother know the result.
III YOU send note to me | will make
.ure Of him. don't want Claude to know,
md would rather keep the arrangements
between just you and me; she might other
wise suspect.
AS YOU will. dear Mademoisele; am
-nrirely at your commands.
You will let the Comte know tomorrow
hen. said Miss Anne, as she held out
nervous little hand to me.
promised to do 80 and then made my
sdieux. As | walked home | turned the
matter over in my mind, until | ended with
,haring much of Miss Anne s enthusiasm
with regard to the proposed duel. AS a
FreI Gilman and a mau OF honor, saw
nothirg wrong in it. though no doubt you,
madame. So an English woman, think differ
sntI,. hated De Lstourelle as thoroughly
.s Mss Harland did, and It had cost me q
real pang TO forego the pleasure Of Silencing
is Malicious tongue and ruttilng bis eX-
auisite nouehalance. l don't think either
e US wished to have his life, but we did
want him thoroughly punished and humih-
sted. | thought Miss Harland brother q
very good fellow, and determined to help
him TO the best OF my ability. | called on
The Comic next day and presented Mr.. Har.
Isnds challenge, at the same time announc-
,np myself as his second. The Comte was
al smiles and superiority; the effect was
immensely aristocratic. He would be happy
to meet Mr. Hsrlsnd at any time, and suS-
gested a small fir wood, a couple OF miles
from the town, as the place of action. As
10 weapons, let Mr.. Harlsnd choose his own (;
it was all one to himself Pistols were
finally agreed upon, and the hour named
| five clock on the following evening at the
place suggested by the Comte. ! sent lit
| lie note privately to Miss Anne scquaint-
ing her with the terms, and received reply
| from her to the effect that her brother would
meet me at the fir wood at quarter before
FIVE next day.
The next day was a beautiful one, but it
found me a good deal more excited and ner-
vous than if | had to encounter the Comte
myself had often been mixed up In at
fairs of honor before this and could only put
down my agitation to my strong personal
interest in Mile Claude and Miss Harland.
As drove toward the fir wood first re,
allied how ugly the consequences OF this
duel might prove to my two friends.
anew nothing of Mr.. Harland and / did
| know that the Comte was praetlsed duel
st, with a cool head and steady hand and
| nerve | had acted rsshly in the matter,
and felt that everything now turned upon
Mr.. Harlands capabilities for the encounter.
| dismissed my carriage at little distance
and walked quickly to the fir wood. | was
punctual to a minute, but my principal was
before me. Leaning against a tree, and
| pale as death, was young man whom
had no difficulty in recognizing as Mr.. Har-
land. bis hkenes 10 his sister would have
been exn aordinary had they not been twins;
AZ it WIS, it was marked enough, should
h We krown him anywhere. He appeared
even ,Eehter and shorter than his sister
and his loqk Of extreme youth made 1t al
most impossible to believe him twerty-three
wears old. As drew near he moved from
The tree and his white face famed with EN-
barrassment; be was fully as shy and aEk
wards as Miss Anne would have been under
like circumstances. He shook hands and
muttered, How do you do? In a low voice
and though l tried to keep up flow OF con
versation, got nothing but the brietes
monosyllables for my pains. 1 soon saw
that he was in no condition to talk, anc
turned away to measure and examine tn
ground hoping he might recover his pres
ence Of mind. My heart smote me with re
morse-he looked so young and so helpless
but it was too late now 10 draw back. Pre-
cisely at FIVE o'clock N. de Latourelle ar
rived with his second and two surgeons. HI
was dressed as usual in. the perfection Q
taste, and in his button hole he wore deli
cate white flower. He was perfectly COO
and had the air of being just a tritie boreC
with whole affair.
II trust am not late gentlemen ne re
marked with all his customary grace G
manner as he Invested himself Of his grsaI
coat.
made some conventional reply ant
turned to look at Mr.. Harland. The sigh
of the Comte had apparently electrified
him; he was standing, with faint color i