The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-07-22

USITlOle ItOSU SIZE kept ner uncovered arm
IN the air for moment, having seen the
Child move. Her calm face grew sad with
pity and aStonishmcnt. Then, shivering
she hastily closed the window. She carried
with her the rapid vision of a fair, little
creature, with violet colored eyes under n
headcovering of an old silk handkerchief
The face wis oval, the neck long and s!en-
der as a lily, and the shoulders dropping
but she was blue from cold, her little hands
and feet were half dead, and the only thing
about her that still showed life, was the
slight vapor Of her breath.
The child remained with her ewes up
turned, looking at the house mechanically.
1t was narrow one, two stories in height,
very old, and evidently built toward the
end of the fifteenth century 1t was al
most sealed to the side of the cathedral, be-
tween two buttreSSes, like wart which
had pushed itself between the two toes OF a
Colossus. And thus supported on each side
1t was admirably preserved, with its stone
basement, its second story in wooden
panels, Ornamented with bricks: its roof OF
which the frame work advanced at least
three feet beyond the gable, its turret for
the projecting stairway at the left corner,
whore could still be seen in the little win
dow the leaden setting of long ago. AT
times repairs had been made on account of
its age. The tile roofing dated from the
reign of Louis XIV, for one easily recog-
nized the work of that epoch; a dormor
window pierced in the side of the turret
little wooden frames replacing everywhere
those of the primitive panes; the three
united openings of the second story had
been reduced to two, that of the middle
being closed up with bricks, thus giving t.
tha front the symmetry of the other build
ings on the street of more recent date.
In the basement the changes were equally
visible an oaken door with mouldings hav.
ing taken the place of the old one with iror
trimmings that was under the stairway
and the great central arcade, of which the
lower part, the sides, and the point haC
been plastered over, SO as to leave only one
rectangular opening, was now a species OF
large window. instead of the triple-pointed
| one which formerly came out onto the
street.
Without thinking the child still looked
at this venerable dwelling of a master
builder, SO well preserved, and as she read
upon a little yellow plate nailed at the left
of the door these words: Hubert, chasu-
was again attracted by the sound of the
| opening of shutter. This time it was the
| blind of the square window of the ground
| floor. A man in his turn looked out; hi!
| face was full, his ,nose aquiline, his fore
head projecting, and bis thick short hail
already white, although he was scarcely
| yet five-and-forty. He, too, forgot the all
| for moment as he examined her with
sad wrinkle on his great, tender mouth
| Then she saw him, as he remained standing
behind the little greenish-looking pancs. III
| turned, beckoned to someone, and his wifi,
re-appeared. How handsome she was
! They both stood side by side, looking at he
earnestly and sadly.
For four hundred years, the line o
| Huberts, embroiderers from father to son
had lived in this house. A noted maker o
| Chasubles had built it under Louis XII, an
| other had repaired it under Louis XIV.
and Hubert who now occupied it still EN-
| broidered church veStlnentS, as his ancestor
had always done. At twenty years of ag,
he had fallen in love with a young girl o
sixteen, Hubertine, and SO deep was thei
| affection for each other, that when he
mother, widow of magistrate, refused +
| give her consent to their union, they ra
away together and were married. Sh
was remarkably beautiful, and that wa
their whole romance, their joy, and thei
! misfortune.
When, a year later, she went to tn
deathbed of her mother, the latter disinher
tied her and gave her her curse. So affecte
was she by the terrible scene, that her in
FAINT, born soon after died, and since the
it seemed as if, even in her coffin in tn
cemetery, the wilful woman had never par
doned her daughter, for it was, alas,
childless household. After twenty -fou
years they still mourned the little one tho
! had lost.
Disturbed by their looks, tie strange
tried to hide herself behind the pillar O
/ ST. Agnes. She was also annoyed by tn
movement which now commenced in tn
street, as the shops were being opened ant
| the people began to go out. The Rue de
Orfevres, which terminates at the sid
front of the church, would be almost i'm
paSsible. blocked in as it is on one side b
the house of the Huberts, if the Rue d
Soleil, a narrow lane, did not relieve it o.
the other side by running the whole length
of the cathedral to the great front on tn
/ Place du Cloitre. At this hour there wer
few passers. excepting one or two person
who were on their way to early service
and they looked with surprise at the poo
| little girl, whom they did not recognize q
ever having seen at Beaumont. The slow
persistent fall of snow continued. Tn
cold seemed to increase with the wan day
light. and in the dull thickness of the grea
white shroud which covered the town on
heard, as if from a distance, the sound o
voices. But tlmid, ashamed of her aban
| donment, as If it were a fault, the chill
drew still farther back, when suddenly sh
recognized before her Hubertine, who, hav
ing no servant, had gone out to buy bread
"What are you doing there, little one
Who are youa
She did not answer, but hid her face
Then she was no longer conscious of suffer
ing; her whole being seemed to have fade
away, as if her heart, turned to ice, haC
stopped beating. When the good lad,
turned away with plying look, she sanl
down upon her knees completely exhausted
| and slipped listlesSly into the snow, who's
| flakes quickly covered her.
And the woman, as she returned with hel
fresh rolls, seing that she had fallen, agail
approached her.
Look up, my child You cannot re
main here on this doorstep"
Then Hubert. who had also come out
and was standing near the threshold, tool
the bread from his wife, and said:
Take her up and bring her into tn
house"
Hubertine did not reply but stopping
lifted her in her strong arms. And the
child shrank back no longer but was car
Iied as if inanimate; her teeth closely Bet
her eyes shut, chilled through and through
and with the lightness of little bird tha
had just fallen from its nest.
They went in. Hubert shut the door
while Hubertine, bearing her burden
passed through the front room, which
served as a parlor, and where some EN-
broidered bands were spread out tor SHOW
before the great square window. Ther
she went into the kitchen, the old servants
hall, preserved almost intact, with IT,
heavy beams, its hagstone floor mended il
dozen places, and its great fireplace with
| its stone mantel -pieCe On shelves were