The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1886-10-08
that the Duke OF Provence was
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Then fourth comes eXclaiming:
pray God, my daughter; the man,
sion in which you are born has taken
fire, and they arelookins for the body
OF your mother who pcrished in the
fire"
'Do you hear, Maquelon? By our
escutcheon, my horse shall feel my
spurs"
"That is too much" answersMaaue-
Ion; "wait forme, my brother; togeth-
CT we shall return"
But a fifth traveller coming from
the opposite side says to her:
Hurry up, Maquelon. Prince Her.
bert is dying with sorrow, us it has
been reported to him that his young
wife has been abducted, and nobody
knows what has become OF her."
"Day OF mI brtune!" cried the
poor girl. us, separate, my
brother, and God conduct me to
the man to WHOM belong" r
Then, pale and trembling, she drives
on her horse. Heaven darkens mole
and more, the tempest bursts forth,
sinister birds fly in the darkness,
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Wy 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. "Ah! father, take pity on my
Sorrows" says Maquelon to him. 81
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 OF our castle ! am now without
either father or mother or brothers
Prince Herbert is dying. perhaps at
this very hour, and God has said,
Woman shall renounce her family
and country; she shall remain with
her husband, and she shall leave any
thing and every thing in order to follow
him. Tell me, man of God, if l have
done well?"
"You are devoted and courageous
woman, Maquelon!"
Then, o miracle! heaven becomes
serene. again, the tempest ends, and
the birds sing.
"Father, what this prodigy means!
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"
"It is for the purpose of preserving
them from stones and thorns."
"ls it not an illusion, father? 1t
seems to me that this mountain de-
creases in height and comes to thelev-
ell OF the plain!"
That is true, my daughter, and
there is the palace OF Prince Herbert.
your husband"
The palace was before her; dark
and dull building whose windows
seemed as closed for q long time.
"How gloomy and sad this mansion
looks! One would think that not q
living being resides there,
''Life shall enter with YOU, Maque-
Ion, as it is II handsome and good
woman who is the soul OF the house
| must leave you now"
The hermit disappears. NIaquelon
knocks at the entrance door that is
opened Immediately; in moment the
house was Illuminated, delightful
music is heard, and the Prince, maenif-
lcently dressed, advances to offer his
hand to Maquelon.
;'Be welcome, here" says he, s'souI
OF my house,
A1aquelon smiles and bushes The
husband is the hermit that had assist
ed her in the forest She marvels
when she sees the old Duke, her father,
with her mother and her brothers
seated before a bountiful neal
"Be blessed, my child" says the
Duke OF Provence. 'Thee who hast
preferred thy husband to all Thou
wilt be q strong woman Thou wilt
know how to love thy children and
command thy numerous servants
God is my witness that if thou hast
succumbed i'll this trial the gates of
convent would have been closed ON
thee forever"
Having thus spoken he kissed Ma
que!on, and great rejoicing took place
IN the whole dukedom OF Provence,