The Daily times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1886-1889, 1888-08-17
soma contrabandista. Pascaline cried


her work was done she would hurry to
The cliff, to remain there for long hours
at a time. with eyes fixed upon the Span.
ish coast. All had she only been free,
how swiftly would she not have departed
in search Of her betrothed, beyond the
mountains towering between her and
love- Bat she could not go. she must
support the aged father One night a
cruel rumor came that Maxine had been
killed By the custom house officers. And
IN fact a whole year passed without fur
ther news of him.
Misfortunes never come singly. One
night the little store took fire and burned
down. No one knew how the thing hap
pened Pascaline and her father were
ruined. Noise Dunez their neighbor had
with his usual good luck escaped. His
.hsise was not even scorched. But he did
not dare to approach the pretty Basque
any more, knowing she would say TO him.
lyon are very kind NJ Noise bit shall
wait for Maxine SarTabeyrous. He will
come back, am sure Byt if he should
not come back, shall be faithful TO him
as though / were his widow And am
good girl, resolved to make my own liv
ing. Yes, she was a good, brave girl.
poor Pascaline; especially brave and good
considering how unhappy her situation.
After her little store was burned she could
not work for herself any more. but had
10 work for others-much harder than
before and for much less money Now
the old man had to remain all alone the
whole day, and he was visibly declining
Two years passed, and still no news of
Maxine Sarrabeyrous. Finally the misery
Of the father and the daughter became so
great that NJ. Dunez was seized with pity
Besides he was more in love than ever,
excited by the very disdan of the beauti
full girl, 50 fresh and young. He took
courage and approached her once more
"Pascalinc, do not now propose to
you merely because can offer you fine
social position. But you are certainly
killing yourself with work; and if any
thing should happen TO you your father
would certainly die of hunger Maxine is
dead, Pascaline. You ought, ! think to
marry me and save your father"
She never answered a word, but xhile
she cried silently she allowed the old man
TO take her hand So Noise went TO
Father Pascal and told him all The old
man shook his head and responded slowly:
Good good There are no birds in
the nests of autumn.
But they did not kneel before the old
man. and the old man did not bless them.
Three days before the wedding day,
just at the moment Of the autumn equi-
noX, the pretty Basque was walking along
the lighthouse path, near the grotto,
when voice behind her cried:
"Pascaline oh, Pascaline'
Trembling like leaf, she murmured,
Maxine thee. Maxine" and like a
wounded bird fell into her lovers arms
1t was indeed he, still handsome, though
thin and pale. He pressed her to his
breast very, very tightly.
1T is not true-tell me, it is not true
thou wilt marry Noise Dunez?"
1t is true. If do not marry him my
father will die for want of food Why !
lidst thou not come back?'
because the Spaniards captured Inc
md kept.me in prison. But | am now
free, and can work
But what will become of my father /
should they capture thee AGAIN."
Speak not Of such things, dearest; let /
is not discuss them. love thee"
md he drew her gently toward the grotto
md she resisted not; and in the soft light
If the great cave they talked to each
,theT in low, very low tones, each pressed
o each others heart in infinite ecstasy of
love. But at last, tearing her
elf from his arms, she said:
" It's late, late.-let me go now | hear
midnight striking
Nay, It's not midnight tbs only a
light Of sea gulls whirring by"
A long time afterward she said.
"Oh how the sea roars What if we
hould be swallowed up"
Nay It's not the sea roaring; It's only
he chanting Of our love"
A loug time afterward shs said once
more:
oh Maxine, dost not hear how the
Wind raves
Nay It's not the raving of winds, tbs
)ur Lady of Guadalupe passing by The
asst hours of our life are the first of our
light of love. Thou shalt never marry
he other now. 10! love. this is our
uptial chamber; and the wave shall be
ur vast green winding sheet"
And be closed her mouth with kisses Of
re.
They found the twain next day inter
)cked in the embrace of death; and that
rotto is still called In ChameIc Amour. !
he old man is now quite paralyzed He
egs for aims beneath the shadow of the
hurch walls. He seldom speaks. but
rom time to time men hear him mutter- {
lg to himself. {
Light Weight Gold Coins.