Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-01-21

teslfnony regarding tho merited death or Luversan. We will write down all as we Know It, and you can simply sign it. DeSste youfself now entirely to your wife, ana we counsel you to do as tl,e doctor says-seek repose Which you sally need" They shook hands warmly and bid each other good night, and Roger, who felt that he could never sleepagain, in ten minutes was sleeping as soundly as a child.
 Three days passed daring which Henriecte slept tho most of the time, and whenever she reused Mime. Dubois was always beside her, and she saw no one else. She ate whatever was given her and acte.l like tired child, saying few words. Sometimes she looked about her little and then slept again.
 Tee doctor felt that crisis was approach Ing and was nearly as anxious as Roger, who, now that certainty had taken possession of his soul, longed to fly to Suzanne with the good news. Every telegram he had received from her said that she was better, and the last ono said that she was almost we'll. The doctor said to Roger:
 II think she will soon rouse from this le- thargic slumber. If it is possible would like to have Suzanne here, for if she does awake to reason, tho shock of not finding her daugh- ter might be fatal. think you had better go at once and bring her."
 
 and as he was about to step on the cars Tristot handed him little package, which he opened as he rode along toward the White House. In it were several notes from Julia to Luversan, which proved her compliciry in the plan for vengeance, but which also showed him that she had not been so guilty as her son had supposed. Roger had telegraphed from Q way station for Ray mond to meet him, and he found tho young man there with a face pale and careworn, upon which was an expression of mingled fear and despair. Roger opened his arms and Raymond embraced him with an almost adoring affection. As they walked rapidly from the station to the house Roger told Ray mond the unhoped for happiness God had vouchsafed him, and then said:
 "Raymond, here are some letters which prove to me, as hope they will prove to you, that your mother was more sinned against than shining Take them and dc stroy them and let there be from henceforth peace between us all, my son. Give my love to Pierre, and tell him all, and you and Suzanne shall fix your wedding day for this fall"
 Happiness and the frequent visits of Ray mond had worked wonders with Suzanne, who was her own lovely self again, except for slight pallor and that she was thinner than usual, and that her beautiful violet eyes looked too large for her delicate face The news her father brought was so wonderful that she could hardly believe it, and she piled him with questions during the wholc return to Vile d'Avray.
 There had been little change ill Henriette's condition, unless that she awoke at shorter intervals than before and looked about her as ifsearching for some one or something, though she said no word to signify what it was.
 Suzanne, with her rare perception, instant ly thought that in her changed appearance her mother would not know her, so she set about making a white pinafore, such as she wore when little, and she shook her wealth of hair loose down over her shoulders and down over her forehead just as her mother had loved to sec her wear it, and tied it with a blue ribbon as ill the old days. With her hair arranged in this manner ard her pima fore on Suzanne ran to her father laughing. He looked at her an instant in surprise. Here was his baby back again! He forgot for a moment all that had passed during these long years and caught her up in his arms and tossed her above his head, shaking her, and at the same time he involuntarily sang few bars of the little song she had so loved to hear him sing when a child, and she laughed out a hearty, childish laugh. This laugh aroused the sleeper III JUG ucAOICOJu, WHO ttnu opened her eyes and called feebly:
 ';Suzanne!'
 "Iere am, mamma," said the loving girl as she flew to the bedside, making herself as little as she could.
 Suzanne, my dear little girl; have beer ill that I find myself ill bed"
 'Yes, little mother, you have been very ill and so have I, but we are both better now and we are happy. It is spring and the garden is full of flowers and the birds arc singing so loud and sweet, and want you tt hurry now and get we'll so as to go out witl me and gather spring flowers"
 And with a running fire of nonsense, every sentence of which, however carried a bit o information with it, Suzanne kept Henriett, from making any inquiries, and with infinite finesse she managed so for three Or foul days until the doctor authorized her to malS some allusion to the tragic events which hat caused them all such unmerited suffering and Suzanne carefully and gently, and witt discretion beyond her years, told her mother all, and prepared her for her fatheg,s changed | appearance.
 "Roger, Roger, where is he! Oh, Suzanne, want to see him. want to beg his forgive ness for doubting him one moment" "Mother, don't do that. He feels that you were perfectly justified, and have had such time to keep him out of here. Now be pre- pared for his changed looks and do not excite yourself, and-and-father, you may come in," cried Suzanne, her eyes full of happy tears. The meeting was too sacred to relate Even Suzanne did not witness it, but it com pensated them for all their pain.
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