Nevada County picayune., 1888-10-03
R0SEsM{RIE. * tier Reward for the Faithful Dis charge Of Cuty.

l can show Foa such work as ism | |" h' seen out of Limoges. and the broderlca there are works of hiob aF'' Never saw anything in this country to compare with them until happened, by the rerest chance. to stumble upon Rose Marie.''
 @kas" Mariez" Irepeated. What pretty name, Thc owner of it ouoht to he fresh, sweet and lovely as the e2Iantinc, a kind of wild simplicity, you know"
 Mrs. Ross laughed
 Fresh, mo- she said. "Shc is only twcnty-two, but she has had too much trouble to retain much fresh- ness; sweet and lovely are hardly applicable to one of the women of Aries, who look more like stately Ju- nos than peasants. Yes, she is sim
  lplc enough, and beautiful. too. if yon will, but she wi never remind you Of the cglantinc- poor Rose Ma rie' It isn't often ttat her sad lips curve into smile, will not tell you hr story until you have seen her; it will make ycI more svmpa- thetlc, Come, and we will go to her house "
 We drove to Revere street. mar row thoroughfare, and stopped be- fore q small house st back in the yard. The borders were gay with vcrhaaas, pinks and pansies, those oId-fashioned virtues of patience and hardlhood. giving their best of color and perfume to the most uncongenial surroundings. Mrs. Ross knocked at the differentiated door,
 @EHrea, said 'cep voice from within.
 The room we ente ed was sparSelv furnished, but every thing in it was shining with cleanliness. A tall. emaciatcd old woma sat in an old arm.-chair by the vIndnw, with piece Qf work ill h hands. She nodded to Mrs. RoS- and looked jn- quirin4Iy al me with her hollow black eyes,
 "She iS paralyzcG." Mrs. Ross said to me in En-. dish. An her lowe limbs are n mb. An, Mad anne HrcauX, in F Fench, "this is my friend, Mrs. L. --, who has come tQ soe Rose Marie about some work, !"
 "rakc seats, me,lamcS," with a rrlrtcouS gesture. Rose Mai will h" in directly. She has gone out on some business. She left Hen. ri to to take care ni nc," pointing with q smile to a beautiful little boy of foar years old, wl.o was pceping at us from the back of her chair,
 "i would like for my friend to see that robe Rose Marie Is embroider- ing for Madame DucroS," said Mrs. Ross.
 "ll ie there in q napkin, on the he'd. the old woman replied, If you will take the trouble tn get it, n,adame. An, mon Dicu, it is so hard to he half alive. not ahle to move from my seat "
 Mrs. Ross untolded the shining folds. and held thcm before me.
 A pale, maize-cc bred silk, with tendrils of the blue and white con volyulus emhroidcrc | eXquisitely on it. The grouping of the flowers was work of art, apd the finish was perfect,
 Madamc BreauN smiled at my ad- miration,
 "Ah. she works we'll. does Rose Marie, Madame. he was a famous hrodeusp and lace, maker, oven In Aries. where the work Is so fine, ,--. Ever slnce she was ttn years old she ranked among the best. But her eyes are getting weak, ah so weak ,' with d heavy sigh. And then. if the worst comcs"' She clasped her hands with convUlSive movement, and her great mournful eyes filled with tears,
 "Thc poor girl |. cried her eyes out. :" Mrs. Ross sail to me in low voice at least, l elievc her tears have as much to do with her failing yis,.n as the work. While we are waiting for her, l VII tell you her storr. Theold MoWan there does no, understand ony word of Eng fish.
 ,she married, immediately after ,ho last war between France and eornanv. against ter mothers wish.