The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-03-05

Whereupon / replied: MY dear
madam, / didn't make him die-he
did die" So "PoOr Pll'-but l am
anticipating,
He had soft pleasant ways, and be-
guiled the time bv making little toys
Tor the ladies, with whom he was an
esoecial pet, and by assisting Larry,
who became more and more attached
to him. The poor lad had been alllng
Il long time-was cOnsumptlVe, ana
racked with a torturins and suttocat-
ing cough.
The night before his departure
Miss We're and the girls had prepared
an omelette with sweet herbs and
some chicken broth, while the mana
ger and the boys brought him a pos
set made. with whey and white wine.
The girls tucked hmm up in his com
fortably-improvised bed in the green
room, kissed him and bade him good
night.
The lads remained to cheer him up;
some Of them even talked OF running
over to see him at his home in Nor
mandy.
He frightened up wonderfully, sang
them Glamour, LAmour," and talk
ed hopefully OF his Journey on the
morrow.
Larry was the last to leave him.
"Embrassez-moi, mon cher Larrle.
said "Poor Pill"
The Irishman understood him well
enough then, and he gently gathered
him up in his strong arms and kissed
him; then honest Larry broke down.
"Don't you cry for me, mon cher
Larrie," said the boy | shall soon
be strong enough when | get home,
and you will come and see me i'll LA
Belle France some day will younot?"
Some day" said Larry; yes, some
day; but there, there, 60 to sleep, jew
el-go to sleep, avick! or you'll never
be a bic to get up tomorrow"
At last he did fall placidly to sleep,
and Larry left him to make the prep
a"ration for the journey.
When they came at daybreak to see
him off poor PIP had taken a much
longer Journey than they had antici-
pated. 1t was a lovely morning in the
young spring and the birds outside
made alive the dismal place with
music. The sun shone through the
window on to the bed. Thefair young
face was bright andsmiling. Onedrop
of blood had trickled down the side Of
his mouth. 1t was quite dry now and
glittered like a ruby in the sunshine.
The great blue eyes, open and staring
wide, looked far away beyond even the
fair France he loved so we'll.
The players laid the poor French
boy in the graveyard of the parish
church; and there all that is mortal of
him, save that which has returned to
the resolving elements from whence he
came, rests still.
Miss We're wrote the sad news to the
poor mother at her home in far away
Normandy.
Some months after there came a
letter from the village cure, which /
have ventured to put into English,
thus:
"My dear Madam-Thanks, andyet
again thanks foryour esteemed favor.
Alas! it is my painful duty to inform
you that my sister, Nine. Piluquesne,
whose grief for the Repatriation OF my
nephew and her only son was inces-
SAINT and i~nconsolable, is no more. 1t
was my melancholy privilege to adj
minister to her the last rites of our
holy church on the very day on which
our little Paul left us for a better in
heritance.
"She was sleeping, and stayed to
watch and pray by her TO the last.
That morning at the fifth hour bae
awoke and started as il she had seen
something in the sunlight, which had
just peeped in 20 give us good NOR
row."
My boy! my boyl' she cried, 4
am coming! Stay but a little and we
will journey together to the promised
land
"And so she passed away.
81 feel, I know that she had seen
and heard something which my eyes
and ears, tof the earth earthly, could
not see or hear.
II think it is your great poet (surely
his masterpiece whosays:
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close us in, we cannot hear it.
Again, and yet a thousand times
again, / thank youfor all your love
and care for our little Paul.
s"Permit a poor priest who admires
the divine art of which mademoiselle
is so distinguish an ornament, to pre-
sent the assurances of the profound
consideration with which he ventures
ITO subscribe himself, mademoiselle's
grateful, humble servant.
paul PMUQUEsNE, ID. ID.
mile. Helene Vere."
After "PoorPn's' death ell kinds
Of wild rumors obtained currency Il
the theatre. Larry sworethat during
the performance of the MAID of Pail
seauy he saw Pill in Improperly room
arranging the birds wings. Mrs. Cas-
! sidy declared that on Saturday night
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