Clarksville evening chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn) 1886-1890, 1888-11-27

filed With the sweetest rroinisesl TWAS
indeed too much, and the vindictiveness,
Paul told himself. of brute rather than
man.
Blind fury took possession of him
toward this ferocious adversary who al
lowed him to take breath only to strike
him down the surer. This time it should
be duel to the death between them, but
one and Paul prayed for it devoutly-
where consciousness of right would put
in the hand Of the feeble superior force
that would lead to victory.
The next morning bright and early,
still feverish with anger burning in his
heart, but very resolute not to wait till
the peril came to seek him, so eager was
he to finish it, Paul sailed out alone,
certain Of encountering him whom he
sought. Nor were his expectations dis
appointed, for at the end of the street on
which he lived he perceived Sir Arthur
coming. as usual, to Uniform himself Of his
victims progress. Paul did not give him
time to speak.
81 know, monsieur" said he, "that
you still await me; If ! submit 10 this
last exaction it is because / also have a
desire to finish once for all with the
cruelty of your pursuit, but put a con-
dition upon this final encounter-that it
shall not take place until month from
today-that is to say, the morning after
the day when shall give my name and
property to young girl whom love
with all my heart, who loves me in re-
turn, and who will be my WIFE"
"You are going to be married, them"
said Sir Arthur, with an accent of inter
est and curiosity. "In that case will
wait; but, of course, under the circum-
stances, " and he gazed at Paul fxedly,
''you will permit me to assist at the nup-
tial benediction?'
Certainly" replied Paul, but very
coldly; II know of nothing to prevent it, "
and bidding each other courteous good
morning the two men parted.
One month later precisely the permit
of the MARIE and the benediction of the
priest united Paul and Jeanne, the latter
more beautiful than ever in her bridal
robes and the chaste bushes that red.
dened her face. Paul also was very
happy, despite the fact that his happiness
was tinctured with secret sadness, and
accepted with proud and joyous smile
the congratulations showered upon him
at the door Of the sacristy by the throng
of guests. The last of the file was Sir
Arthur jacobson, who said to him in an
undertone, as he slipped into his hand a
tiny casket of chased gold and turned
away:
my present to you, monsieur.
With the exception of the family and
few intimates every one had now re-
tired, and profting by moment of soil
tude Paul lifted the lid to flnd--a pellet
of bread, yellowed and dried up, but still
the third onel
Paul comprehended at last--this pres
ant that Sir Arthur had given him was
forgetfulness, condonement, life and hap
piness. 1t was no shame to his manhood
that a tear of joy sparkled upon his
lashes.
That same day Sir Arthur jacobson
left the country to return no more, and
three years later died in Holland, leaving
to Paula man." SO the will read,
"brave enough to face the consequences
of a momentary indiscretion-a fortune
that amounted to more than two million
dollars. Translated from the French of
Boucher by E. G. Waggoner for New
York Mercury.