The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1889-12-07

mo, of course not"
ats little sharp on her." said the
boy.
I'm looking out for you," said the
mother.
"Just So" unused the hopeful.
81 am resolved that she shall marry
you, and that is why keep her locked
up, so that she may not see some one
she would like better"
'Lots OF money, eh2 Well, mother,
let's 90 in and win. When shall it BET"
''It must be at once"
THE sooner the better"
'.Your father is expected home next
week. l want you to be married before
he returns. He approves of it, but is a
little too delicate about pressing mat
tiers so quickly. know that no time is
like the present time, so l have been
making arrangements to bring this
about Immediately" .
This was enough for Julie. She I'M
derstood the situation fully now, and
saw that her aunt would hesitate at
nothing. The poor child feared her
beyond DIES cription and had yielded to
her in everything, save this one pur.
pose Of her marriage with Hubert.
Julie was a very gentle girl; one upon
whom her aunt could impose with i'm
punity. She had no idea of asserting
her rights, much less of landing up for
them. But She was thoroughly fright
encd now, and resolved to escape at any
cost from the tyranny which bound her.
No fate could be worse she thought than
to be compiled to marry that coarse,
vulgar and repulsivo creature.
Yes, she would run away at once
The poor chid-for she was little more
had not asked herself where she
should so. She had no other relati ons
that she knew of in the world, and the
isolated life she had always led had
caused her to form no intimacies, or
even to make friends with those of her
own age. Indeed with this prospective
fortune, yet she was virtually alone and
and without a relation
whom she did not look upon as her
enemy.
The next day after Julie had heard
this information was Sunday, the gayest
day of the week in Mar5cilles, and, for
Julie succeeded in making her
escape from her aunt's house, Still IN
decided where TO 60 and in her despcr-
alton fearing that at any moment she
might be seized and carried back, she
had wandered into the flower market,
where she came upon us, already de-
scribed.
As she explained to Harry afterward,
she was intent only upon escape, and
believed this TO be her last chance.
When she saw a half dozen young
who seemed perfectly re-
'pcctable, the idea that positive safety
ay only In marriage dawncd upon her,
md she actually ran toward us, as we
cave related, the moment the thought
developed itself.
Harry became more and more i'm
pressed with jules story as they walkel
long, while he was delighted by her
innocent beauty and manifest refine
nent. 1t was all like drelm almost
90 romantic for truth. Our 'fale"
cmctimes comes TO us il this singula-
ashton, he thought. There is tile
4 the affairs of men which, taken at
nc flood, leads on to fortune Sud-
cnly he turned to her and said:
Dare you trust me with your hap
inc,s?'
She lookel at him thoughtfully with
er soft, plclling eyes. Ir brain was
cry busy; she remembered what awaited
or at home, what had driven her
hence. and then, in reply to his sober
ucstion, she put both of her hands into
is with child. like trust.
They wandered on. Julie had ALWAYS
lenty of money in her purse, and they
rolled into little chapel on their way.
here they found a young clergyman.