Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1886-03-15

that is because / shall not be your
bride"
His prayers, his Observation-Disclosures
ut fret, then angry-his tears had no
no power In them to change her resolution:
They parted coldly at last, lovers still
In heart, for love dies not so easii y
but outwardly seeming scarcely friends;
Go! go!'' she CRIED. when he had
gone, dashing away ne tears That
blinded her. "Go from my eyes. hate
ul tears, and let me see my love for the
asst time! Ny love! my love! And
ave lost him J.
She sank down sobbing. Just then the
sound OF her mothers voice singing
merrily an old French song In room
| above, came to her ears. Once more she
| dashed the tears away.
"He despised you, my darling mamma
you! No, no, / will never pardon
him r.
Her parents questioned her In vain.
| She had auarrelled with Louis that was
all they could learn.
Before a chance for reconciliation
came, Elise was smitten with mortal
illness and died In three days, and Adele,
overwhelmed by the awful calamity.
was Frustrated with brain fever.
At this juncture a summons came TO
| Louis ITOIu TIdhCo, NOLhoAiN'6 AAe $3.50
mediate presence there.
Two of the three lives that stood be-
tween him and the title and estates OF
the Marquis de la Riviere had been sud.
denly swept away, and, the third, a frall
and delicate child. lay dying.
The present marquis, himself Feeble
old man. was also al the point OF death,
so they sent in haste for Louis, as the
heir OF the dying nobleman
The news bewildered him. His heart
sweled with exultation and delight, but
1t sank again. Adele Had he lost Adele!
81 care not for rank or wealth, unless
she shares them !" cried his heart. y
will go and implore her pardon" -
He made the attempt, but In vain de
sought her father and said few words
to him that might have made all
we'll again had she ever heard them,
but she never did. When her long and
wasting sickness was over at last, and
she began slowly and feebly to take hold
On life, she found herself an orphan
Walter had followed Elise to heaven.
Not even then had Adele drained the
cup Of sorrow to the dregs. Her fathers
affairs had been terribly involved. Wher
all was settled, she was penniless.
And Louis? He would have writer
her Immediately upon7 his arrival II
Paris, but that he felt so blissfully sur.
that her father would make oil we'll. 4
few weeks later he did write informing
her fully of his strangely altered for
tunes, and implorng her to pardon am
accent once more as her true love LII
love of the Marquis de Ia Riviere.
The letter never reached her. In
house to which it came was empty AM
deserted, the late happy home wa
broken up, and the little English girl
for whom a husband and title and FOL
tune were waiting in SUNNY France, wa
earning a living as a lace-maker!
So the marquis waited for an answe
in vain. Then pride rose up In arms:
"She scorns me-" he thought. "Sh'
a poor peasants childF'
He resolved to drive her from n
heart. But after many months his lie
ter to Adele was returned crossed an
rccrossed with strange addresses.
She had not sighted, she had m
scorned him perhaps she had not CEASE
to love. Before another day and mig
had passed, the marquis was on n
; Journey to London.
None could tell him OF Adele, beyol
tho history Of her bitter sorrow. Al