St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-09-20

they are looking for the body Of your
mother, who persisted in the fire."
do you hear, Maquelon? By our es-
cutcheon, nv horse shall feel my spurs"
That is too MUCH" answers Maquelon;
swat for me. my brother; together we
shall return"
But fifth traveller coming from the OPP
post side says to her:
Hurry up. Mauuelon. Prince Herbert is
diving with sorrow, as 1T has been reported
to him that his young wife has been alb
Quoted, and nobody knows what has be-
come of her."
"A day of misfortunew cried the poor
girl
LET us separate, my brother, and may
God conduct me to the man to whom be-
long"
Then, pale and trembling, she drives on
her horse. Heaven darkens more and
more. the tempest bursts forth, sinister
birds fly in the darkness grazing ner sweet
face with their heavy wings; her horse
mad with terror. prances wildly. Maquelon
dismounts and continues her way on foot;
the bushes tear her dress with their thorny
arms, the stones rend her velvet shoes and
stain her delicate feet with blood.
at this moment hermit comes to her.
Gal father, take pity on my sorrow" says
Maquelon to him. Il have three brothers
the oldest is captive, the second is
wounded, the third is gone to their help.
The Duke of Provence, my father, is
drowned, and my mother is buried under
the ruins or our castle; am now
without either father or mother or
brothers-Prince Herbert is dying. perhaps
at this very hour, and God has said, 'Wo-
man shall renounce her family and coun-
try: she shall remain with her husband, and
she shall leave anything and everything in
order to follow him. Tell me, man OF
God. if have done well?"
You are devoted and courageous wo-
man, MaQuelonP'
Then, o miracle! Heaven becomes serene
again, the tempest ends, and the birds
sing.
Father. what does this mean? The
sun is shining, the trees are green again,
and the birds are singing"
MY daughter, we are coming near the
palace of Prince Herbert, and joy always
precedes wife expected by her husband
''See, anywhere | set my feet the earth
covers itself with flowers and grass"
1T is for the purpose of preserving them
from stones and thOrns."
SIS it not an illusion, father? It seems
to Inc that this mountain decreases in
height and comes to the level of the plain"
THAT is true. my daughter, and there
is the palace of Prince Herbert, your hus-
band"
The palace was before her; dark and
dull building whose winows seemed as
closed for long time.
'.How gloomy and sad this mansion
lOol,Si One would think that not living
being resides there"
Life shall enter with you, MaQuelon, as
it is handsome and good woman who is
the soul Of the house. must leave you
now"
The hermit disappears. MarQuelon
knocks at the entrance door that is opened
immediately; in a moment the house was
Illuminated, delightful music is heard,
and the Prince, magnlticently dressed. ad-
vances to offer his hand to Maquelon.
BE welcome here" says he, soul of my
housed"
Maquelon smiles and bushes. The hus-
band is the hermit that had assisted her i'll
the forest She marvels when she sees the
old duke, her father, with her mother and
her brothers seated before bOuntiful meal.
BE blessed, my child" says the Duke of
Provence, .'thee who has preferred thy hus-
band to all. Thou wilt be strong woman.
Thou wilt know how to love thy children
and command thy numerous servants. God
is my witness that if thou hadst succumbed
in this thy trial the gates OF convent
would have been closed on thee forever"
Having thus spoken he kissed MaQuelOn,
and great rejoicing took place in the whole
dukedom of Provence.