The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1885-11-25
CALLED BACK,

TOT TWO weeks had been in 4 creole
colony. Fifty dollars month | was
offered for my services. and rs | had
not an acquaintance in tho country I
gladly accepted. That would bring
me food, clothing, and shcltcr-m moro
than had been ablo to obtain in dear
france. My two pupils, NJ Rabut as
surcd mo. were wcll-bchavcd children.
ihc girl was Just 10. already young
lady and the lO-ycar boy was equally
apt ut study. After all, | was only re-
CURED to give five hours day to
teaching. The rest of my timo was al
together my own, to be devoted either
to work OF sleep rs pleased.
1T was Il threatening day in April
well remember it-whcn started out
to walk TO the great house where | was
to earn my bread. AS l walked on |
began TO dream. What future did this
new land hold in reserve for me?
= had not como 10 it with any idea of
making fortunc-al,houg young
man of 70, had acquired enough COM
mon sense TO save me from such illus
lons--but only to earn good living
ana lay up enough TO enable nc, when
an Old man, TO return to France ana
sleep ut last under the shadow Of my
own village Spirc. Soon | caught sight
OF the lofty chimney of The sugar mill
then the house itself, buried in q
thick grove OF mango trees, and as |
feared being late, | 9uckcncd my step.
Undcr tho Vcranda, already crowded,
l saw people rushing back and forward
running, and no one noticed me rs
assembled the front steps except II big,
fat ncgreSs, crouchiug ut the entrance,
who sobbcd and cried with renewed
despair ut my coming. There on the
sofa. 1T full length. lay young girl
almost Il child. Her long, bright hair,
ali streaming with water, fell over tho
back Of the sofa, and had dripped upon
the veranda until lttlo pool had
t,''mcd upon tho flags. She was whitcr
than piece OF marble; the violots of
death were on her compressed lips; her
lifelcss arms lay rigidly straight by her
side; and nj. Rabut. on his knees be-
side her, was kissing one of her hands.
drowned, my dear sir, she got
drowned, said good old lady Of
about GO years of age, who came to mo
holding out her hand in the friendliest
manner imaginable. "But you hayo
walked hcro," she continued; you
must be tired. OF course you will take
something Myrti"
'Mamma! Oh. mamma!' cxclaim-
cd Nj. Rabut. raising his head. You
Sec" hc said to me, with sob. 'you
sec sho was out bathing; tho river sud-
denly rose, and"
His head fell forward again over tho
little white hand to which his lips
clung.
"Myrtil! Myrtnr' again cried the
good lady. bring glass of Madeira
TO tho gentleman. Or perhaps you
would prefer something clse?"
l questioned the family. Tho girl
had not beon twenty minutes under
water. And yet they had done moth
ing--had hot even tried 10 do any
/. thing.
gave my orders briefly they were
obeyed.
Half an hour passed.. What! was
not that flush wo saw mounting to
the colorlcss cheeks. Oh, how forvcnt
prayer hc uttered that moment to
tho good God! And it seemed to mo
the arm held had become less frigid.
At that momont horsoman came up
at full gailop.
"Myrtil! Myrtil! take tho doctors
l,rse to the stablep' cried tho good
1sdy, descending the steps to moet tho
yhysician. "Ah, doctor. | know 1t!
Your powder could not do mo any
good. Tho whole night, doctor, 1 was
In pain. All! how badly l slcpt!"
The doctor came directly to us.
"Goodl young man!--very good, In
dcedi That is just what should havo
been done"
Come, comet" he cried in joyous
tone, after few moments had passed.
"We arc all right now--we shall get
off with nothing worso than fright!
Why, you old coward, have L not al
ready told you SOP Hero! lot me SEQ
happier face on your" And he gave
M. Rabut vigorous slap on the
shoulder.
Then, suddenly turning to mo, he
asked: +.
"But you-whero arc you fromP 1
don't remomber'evor seeing you here
before"
s.I came from Brittany, doctor, by
way of Paris and Port Louis.
'Lookl l. lookr' - hc had already
turned his back upon mc--'sho Is OPEN
ing her eyesr'
NJ Rabut involuntarily soizcd my
hand, and dragged me to the sofa.
Sho opened her eyes. They were
blue the Dyes always liked best
',Helenel my own HeloneP murmur-
ed the poor father STOPPING TO kiss her
forehead.
s'Gentlel youp' oxclairied tho doc
tor, pulling him back. Let hcr have
mir, IL You pleasep"
M. Rabut drew back, without letting
20 my hand.
Myrtii returned from tho stable.
"Myrtili Myriill--well, how about
that breakfastP Is II going TO DO Eoady
to-day or Tomorrow"
ma fol! I'm ready for ill., cried the
doctor. ssJhat gallop gayo me fero-
clons appetite
ssANby, Myftill servo tho MAdoiga 70
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