Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1888-06-25

herself with terror; and, at any rate, she Il q
PEASANT Now am really concerned at this
exposure for psrson Of your Housekeeping
habits; my solicftuds and your fantastic
modeety both point to the same rsmedy-the
pantaloona" He held them ready.
ut Il impossible. You do not understand
she said with dignity.
By this time rescue was at hand. II bsa
been found impracticabls to enter by the
street, for the gate was blocked with masonry,
and the nodding ruin stiil threatened further
avalanches. But between the doctors gar.
den and the one on the right hand there was
that very picturesque contrivance--a com.
mon well; the door on the Desprez' side had
CHANGED to be unbolted; and now through
the arched aperture, q mans bearded fnce
and an arm supporting lantern were intro
duced into the world Of windy darkness.
where Anastasie concealed her woes. The
light struck here and there among the
tossing apple boughs, 1t glinted on the grass:
but the lantern and the glowing face became
the center Of the world. Anastasie crouched
back from the intrusion.
''This wayl" shouted tho man. "Are you
all safer
Aline, still screaming, ran to the new
conner, end was presently hauled head fore.
most through the wall.
Now, Anastasie, come on; it's your turn,n
said the husband.
II cannot" she replied,
"Are we all to die Of exposure. madame,r
thundered DR.. Desprez.
lyon can gol" she cried. "Ob. 90. 20
awayi can stay here; am quite warm
The doctor took her by the shoulders with
an oath.
"stop" she screamed. "I viii put them
She took the detested lerdines in her hand
once more; but her repulsion was stronger
than shame. ''Neverr she cried. shudder.
ing, and flung them far away into the night
Next moment the doctor had whirled her
to the we'll The man was there and the Ian.
tern; Anastasie closed her eyes and appeared
to herself to be about to die How she was
transported through the arch she knew not
but once on the other side she was received
BY the neighbor's wife, and enveloped in q
friendly blanket
Beds were made ready for the two women,
clothes OF very various sizes for the doctor
and Jean-Marie; and for the remainder of
the night, while madame dozed in and out on
the borderland Of Mysteries her husband sat
beside the fire and held forth to the admiring
neighbors He showed them, at length, the
causes Of the accident; for years, he ex-
planned, the fall had been impending; one
sign had followed another, the joints had
opened, the plaster had cracked, the old
walls bowed inward; last, not three weeks
ago, the cellar door had begun to work with
difficulty in its grooves. 1.-THE cellar!" he
said, gravely shaking his head over a glass Of
muled wine. "That reminds me of my Door
vintages. By manifest Providence the
Hermitage was nearly at an end. One bot
tle-I lose but one bottle Of that incompara-
bic wine 1t had been set apart against jean
Marie's wedding. Well, l must lay down
some more; 1t will be an interest in life
am, however, a man somewhat advanced in
years My great work is now buried in the
fall OF my humble roof; it will never be COM
pleted--my name will have been writ in
water. And yet you find me calm-I would
say cheerful. Can your priest do moref'
BY the first glimpse of the day the party
sailed forth from the fireside into the street.
The wind had fallen, but still charioted q
world Of troubled clouds; the air bit like
frost; and the party, as they stood about the
ruins in the rainy twilight Of the morning,
beat upon their breasts and blew into their
hands for warmth. The house had entirely
fallen, the walls outward, the roof in; it was
a mere heap of rubbish, with here and there
q forlorn spear of broken rafter. A sentinel
was placed over the ruins to protect the
and the party adjourned to Ten.
expense. The bottle circulated somewhat
freely; and before they left the table it had
begun to snow.
For three days the snow Ct ntinued to fall,
and the ruins, covered with tarpaulin and
watched by sentries, wereAleft undisturbed.
The Desprez' meanwhile had taken up their
abode at Tentaillon's. Madame spent her
time in the kitchen, concocting little delica-
cies, with the admiring aid of Nine Tentail-
Ion, or sitting by the fire in thoughtful abb
straction. The fall of the house affected her
wonderfully little; that blow had been par
ried by another; and in her mind she was
continually fighting over again the battle Of
the trousers. Had she done righti Had she
done wrongi And now she would applaud
her determination; and anon, with a horrid
flush OF unavailing penitence she would re-
gret the trousers. No juncture in her life
had SO much exercised her judgment In
the meantime the doctor had become vastly
pleased with the situation. Two Of the sum-
mer boarders still fingered behind the rest,
prisoners for lack Of a remittance; they were
both English, but one Of them spoke French
pretty fluently and was, besides, humor-
Gus, agile minded fellow, with whom the doc
tor could reason by the hour, secure Of COM
prehension. Many were the glasses they
enlptied. many the topics they discussed.
(ro be Continued,l