The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-10-14

,.c,-iius. to Act o. Congress in tn ,ear
1898. in the Office of the Librarian of
Congress at Washington. by s. S
McCLURE.l
IN Rights Reservcd.I
CHAPTER XIII
e,;.c. the return of his son to him mon
-,ic-ne,r's DAYS had been full of trouble
After having banished him from his pres
once almost Immediately upon the death of
isvifc and remaining without seeing him
f,r twenty years. 10. he had now com back
to him in the plen;tude and luster of youth,
the living portrait Of the one he had SO
r,o1rned. with the same delicate grace and
h,auty. This long exile, this resentment
AGAINST q child whose life had cost that of
the mother, was also an act of prudence He
realized It doubly now and regretted that he
mad changed his determination Of not seeing
him again. Age, 20 years of prayer, his life
ms A clergyman, had not subdued the unre-
generate man within him. 1t was simply
necessary that this son of his, this child of
The wife he had SO adored, should appear
with his laughing blue eyes, to mako the
blood circulate SO rapidly in his veins as if
IL would burst them, as he seemed to think
that the dead had been brought to life again.
H struck his breast, he sobbed bitterly in
uenitence as he remembered that the joys
of married life and the ties springing there
from were prohibited to the priesthood.
The good Able Cornille had spoken of all
this to Hubertine in low voice and with
trembling lips. Mysterious sounds had
- ,.-l,s- ra1 t1ne
seigneur shut himself up after twilight,
and passed nights of combat, of tears and
of cries, the violence of which, although
partly stifed by tine hangings Of his room,
vet frightened the members of his house
hold. He thought he had forgotten that he
had conquered passion: but it reappear with
the violence of a tempest, reminding him of
the terrible man he had been formerly-the
bold adventurer, the descendant of brave,
legendary chieftains Each evening on his
knees he flayed his skin with hair cloth, he
triel to Danish the phantom of the regretted
wife by calling from its coffin the skeleton
which must now be there. But she con-
stantlv appeared before him, living, in the
delicious freshness of youth, such as she
was when very young he had first met her
and loved her with the devoted affection of
maturity. The torture then recommen ced
as keen and intense as on the day after her
death he mourned her, he longed for her
with the same revolt against God who had
taken her from him; he was unable to calm
himself, until the break of day, when quite
exhausted by contempt of himself and dis
gust of all the world. Obi this passion, this
old Adam that he wished to crush in order
to re-enter with humility into the sweet
peace of divine love When he went outo of
his room monseigneur resumed his severe
attitude, his expression was calm and
naughty and his face was only sli Chilly pale
The morning when Felicien had made his
confession he listened to him without inter
ruption, controlling himself with so great
an effort that not q fibre of his body quiv-
cred, and he looked earnestly at him. dis
tressed beyond measure to see him, 50 young,
so handsome, soeager, and so like himself in
this folly of impetuous love. 1t was no
longer with bitterness, but it was his abso-
lutte will. his hard duty to save his son from
the ills which had caused him so much suf-
ferlng, and he would destroy the passion in
his child as he wished to kill it in himself.
This romantic history ended by giving him
great anxiety. Could it be true that poor
girl-a child without name, a little en-
broiderer, first seen under a pale ray OF
moonlight, had been TRANSPORTED into
delicate Virgin of the Legend, and adored
with fervent love as if in a dreams At
each new acknowledgment he thought his
anger was increased as his heart beat with
doubled his attempts at self-control, know
ing not what cry might come to his lips.
He had finished by replying with the single
word "Neveri"
Then Felicien threw himself on his knees
before him, implored HIM, and pleaded his
cause as well as that of Angelique, in the
trembling of respect and OF terror with
which the sight of his father always filled
him.
Tr..NsI r. aL nod hivV1 ny1Ixr
with fear. He beSought him not to oppSe his
happiness, without even daring to lift his
eyes toward his sanity parsonage. With
submissive voice he offered to go away, no
matter where; to leave all his great fortune
to the church, and to take his wife so far
from there that they would never be seen
again He only wished to love and to be
loved, unknown. Monseigneur shook from
trembling as he repeated severely the word,
"Never" He had pledged himself to the
VOincourts, and he would never break his
engagement with them. Then Felicien,
quite discouraged, realizing that he was
very angry went away, fearing lest the
rush of blood, which empurpled his cheeks,
might make him commit the sacrilege OF an
open revolt against pauernal authority.
my child" concluded Hubertine, you
can easily understand that you must no
longer think of this young man, for you
certainly would not wish to act in opposl-
ton to the wishes of monseigneur. | knew
that before hand, bnt preferred that the
facts should speak for themselves and that
no obstacle should appear to come from
me.
Angelique had listened to all this calmly,
with her hands lstlessly clasped in her lap.
Scarcely had she even dropped her eyelids
from time to time, as with fixed looks she
saw the scene so wildly described-Felicien
at the feet of monseigneur, speaking OF her
In an overflow of tenderness. She did not
answer Immediately, but continued to think
seriously, in the dead quiet of the kitchen,
where even the little bubbling sound OF
the water in the boiler was no longer
heard. She lowered her eyes and looked at
her hands, WI ich. under the lamplight,
seemed as il made OF beautiful ivory.
Then, while the smile of perfect conf
dence came back to her lips, she said SIM
ply:
If monseigneur refuses. it is because he
waits o know me-"
That night Angelique slept but little. The
idea that to see her would enable at once
inonseignehr to decide in her favor haunted
her. There was in 1t no personal, feminine
vanity, but she was under the influence OF
deep, intense love, and her true affection for
Felicien was so evident, she was sure that
when his father realized it, he could not be
30 obstinate as to make them both unhappy.
Many times she turned restlessly in her bed
as she pictured what would happen. Be
lore her closed eyes monseigneur constantly
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