St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-03-01

own ground.
SIN my own house.n
every true. Oil you are born lanC
holder; you have taken root very quickly But
for all that, you are here because | forced vol
to come; that's one point gained for me; bu
do not intend to follow up my advantage
Are you ready to make peace!"
with heart and soul--if you are reason
able''
''Lo 1 mean to be. You are devoted tc
Arlauge, YOU want to return to it, and yor
don't want to be separated from your wife
nothing more natural. / shall restore Lucille
to YOU so that you may take her back to your
forge"
.iThis is all ask. Let us sign the treaty
of peace"
''Stop momenti For my part, | love
Paris as much as you DO the forge, and the
Faubourg as dearly as you do Lucille. Ii
cannot ret in to the great world Pm dead
woman While YOU are here, introduce your
wife and her mother to some eight or ten
families of your acquaintance. and give us
just one little peep into that earthly paradise
from which l have always been excluded be-
cause of my -"
"Original sin! What you ask would cost
me great deal and avail you nothing. ]
have an old and abiding hatred for the tau-
b0N5y, which prevents my ever entering ii
again. Perhaps YOU imagine YOU have suffi-
cient claim upon me to ask me to overcome
my repugnance and sacrifice my self-respect.
But can Won ask me to risk Lucille's future?
| have in store for her, far from Paris, a
happiness which is modest, unobtrusive,
tranquil and of sweet uniformity We have,
if God wills it, thirty or forty years to live to-
gether within n arrow and delightful horizon.
This happiness fills us the measure of our
ambition; she has told me So What assur-
ance have 1 that familiarity in a life in which
everything is appearance and vanity will not
turn the head? That her eyes dazzled by the
luStre of the chandeliers will be able to con-
tent themselves with the lamp that is to light
US at nights That her ears turned to rude
noise of the world will care to hear the voice
Of our forests or mine! She is still the Lu-
ellie of old; she has mortal horror of
Paris -'
ssWhat do YOU know about that?''
81 am sure of it; but am not sure that in
six months she will be of the same mind. 1t
takes but one ball to change woman's heart,
and ten minutes waltz can cause greater
commoton than an earthquake"
"You think so! Very well. Lucille is
yours, do with her as you like, but, as for me,
that is my ultimatum, and if you do not ac-
cede break all contracts. What would pre-
vent your introducing me, do not say to
the entire Faubourg, but TO five or six fami-
lies of your acquaintance?'
I" Without my wife? Believe me, nv dear
Nine. Benoit, there would be about as much
sense in doing that as if we were to tie mill
stones about our necks and cast ourselves
nto the river. All the aristocracy knows YOU
| n, nall ;t lnn,p vOI1r fathnr aDd yO,, o,o
the by-word of the Faubourg; the baron has
told me so and his testimony is incontrovert-
ible 1t is reported that you have spent two
or three millions sailing through the upper
classes in tow of marquise. If 1 were to
present you to-day they would tomorrow
count up the number of calls we had made
and calculate to a centme the amount each
one brought me in. What do you say to this?
If you are young enough to play such a game
/ am not enough of philosopher to be your
partner. | set out tomorrow with nv
wife for Arrange; l offer you like a good SON
in-law seat in our carriage, and that's ali
that common sense will permit me to do''
Nine. Benoit was strongly tempted to
wiring that good son-in-law's nose, but she
concealed her displeasure. ''My good fell
low,' said she, ''you have spent thirty hours
in a postchaise and you are tired and sleepy
You will be more accommodating when YOU
have rested Wait for me while | 90 to look
after your convenience. I'll be back in a
moment"
She left the room smiling, and ran like
tempest into her daughters room. / cannot
tell whether she opened the door or broke
through it, so violent was her entrance. She
rudely seized Julie by the arm as she was in
the act of unfolding pillow-case and cried,
''Miscreant. what are you doing!"
81 am doing what you ordered, madame"
''Stupid girl, you have misunderstood me-
Stop that, and carry out this baggage. VINO
ever heard of such things A mans bag
gage in my daughters apartment"
Pardon, madame, but ----''
''There are no butts in the case, out with all
this''
''What shall do with it, madame?"
Anything you like; put it in tue street
No; stop; put it in my rooml"
''madame gives up her room! Where shall
l make m adame's bed!''
Here, on the divan, in the tmarquse's
room. Why do you stare so! Is not a moth
er's place by the side of her daughters"
She left the astonished cham bermaid to
her reflections and went down stairs again,
muttering to herself in a low tone: ''The
marquis has come to defy me, has he! He
wont make much by it l shall go in society
in spite of him. Madame de MaIesy will
help me. We shall show this bewitched
smith that we can get along without him.
But must not let him beguile my daughter
He would carry her to Arrange, and then
farewell to Faubourg."
At this moment Pierre knocked at the door
and Lucille, wild with joy, sprang lightly
from the carriage. Nine Benoit reached the
parlor before her; she dreaded nothing more
than this meeting, and it was important for
her to be on hand to prevent the first out
burst of two young hearts. Lucille expected |
to fall into the arms of her husband; it was |
her mother who received her: $50 here Won |
are, my little dearl" said she with volubility |
and unusual tenderness; Chow long you
staid was beginning to feel uneasy, my |
dear one There is in this world but one I'M |
selfish affection: the love of a mother for |
her daughter How did You enjoy your
self! Say, CASTOR, don't you think she has |
changed since you saw her last. Your con-
duct worried her so much. She requires |
careful attention; violent emotions are fatal /
to her; the very sight of you makes the blood |
come and 90 from her cheeks. And you,
my dear marquis, now look at you, closely, /
l hardly recognize YOU. You say that the
air of Arrange agrees with you. No one to
look at you would think so. You are no
longer the bright Marquis d'Outreville met
two months ago. OF course, due allowance
must be made for the long journey you have
made. Happily, good nights rest will re-
viye you. There is good bed at your ser
vice in my room, which have given up to
you"
''But, madame timidly ventured
CASTOR.
'No objections. It is mothers happi-
ness to sacrifice herself for her children. Be
sides, shall sleep comfortably in a cot
beside Lucille. SO, pleasant dreams to you;
say goodnight to your wife, and kiss her
hand. You don't seem over pleased to see
herr