Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-11-09

seemed to charm the baby eyes. Suddenly
a shrek, splash And he had gon,
overl
"Pierre, put out your oar" gasped Ten
ME. The little head was out of sight
Tennie tore off her shoes, hat, and heavy
skirt and ran up the narrow pier, and be
fore a single man could reach them she
jumped off into the Potomac. She called
to some men as she ran: "Follow me
closely with a boat Don't wait can
swim to them"
Only a white face and two slender
wrists and hands in sight. The dress
dragged her down. Again the white face
"a few bold, fearless strokes for life She
grasped the long curls on the little head as
it rose again, and swan toward the shore
with the child's face close to her shoulder.
They both sank but one, two, four men
reached out to them, and strong arms
lifted them into the boat. The crowds on
shore were wild with hurrahs and cheers,
and Tennie and her boy were carried to
her home, amid tears, prayers and rejoic-
ing.
Down the road Andres father had
heard of the accident, and with a face as
nlLC DO 4CDnlC lOllOnGQ tnC N1ONds bOO-
tors came; they rolled the little body on
the floor, they used all the restoratives
possible; at last, against his fathers
breast, the faintest futter came to the lit
tie heart, and then the childish voice muir
INJURED, ooh, papa; dear papa-dear Ten
ME"
In another room willing hands minis
tered to Tennie, while little groups stood
outside the door, some praying, some cry
ing. After chill came fever, then de-
lirium. Tennie talked about the cold
water and Andre, sang snatches of hymns,
laughed as she held some imaginary treas
ure in her bare white arms, sang in broken
French Andres baby songs, and Dixie"
and "My Maryland" fell softly from her
lips, like an almost forgotten joy.
Through many days and nights the doc
tor came and went. Monsieur and Mad
anne Fontaine scarcely left the house, and
kept their servants in readiness to answer
any summons, but life came back with the
summer roses, and Andre once more dried
his eyes and took his old place by the side
of his "only dear love-" reverently wor-
Shipping her. In the Fontaine carriage, be-
side the "chere mamaan," the summer morn
ings or the cool evenings found the invalid
driving over the hills of Maryland.
July was very warm and dry and the
broad avenues Of the capital were deserted
for the mountains or the sea. The Fon-
tains went to Atlantic City, and, in spite
of vigorous protests Tennie was their
guest. "You know, my dear child, you
are our own now, since you gave US back
Andre" said the grateful parents; and ia
chdrmdnte mddemoiseLie" was feted and adj
mired to the great satisfaction Of her
young friends.
The Glee Club from the Princeton Col
lege came down to enjoy themselves few
days on the beach and give few concerts
at the hotels, and the guests crowded the
great bathrooms Handsome Madame
Fontaine with her little family sat close
to the improvised stage. Master Andre
had persuaded "his love" to let Finette
dress her hair and put on her one of his
mammals French gowns; so, ''for fun"
Tennie appeared in blue and gold, with
her shining hair wrapped in softest lace.
Papa threw up his hands and exclaimed,
"Ah, Andre, your love is too beautiful for
us tonight Some fairy will fly away
with her"
The hall was packed, and the boys were
encored until Jack Somers exclaimed,
"Hold on, now! We're growing too
famous. I'm hoarse as crow"
They had given glees, ballads, songs of
the North and of the South they were to
close with 90 Home, Sweet Home" A tall,
pale-faced boy among the students leaned
over and whispered; in a moment the whole
chorus burst forth with Maryland, my
Maryland" With strong, sweet clearness
the melody thrilled the audience; the last
refrain almost sobbed away into silence
The pale boy leaned his head on his hands;
and Andre drew his little arm closer about
"his love- for a SILVER seemed to pass over
her, and tears dropped fast on the beauti
full lace across her breast.
A gentleman with kindly face under
his gray hair, and the gold stars of Gen
eral on his broad shoulders, stepped off the
stage, and after the concert he followed
Mr.. Fontaine as he took his late walk on
the beach. An hour later, and they had
talked over the story of the little rebel"
and her strange connection with the French
family. They sat on the wide veranda until
the bands had ceased to play. The college
boys had danced with the prettiest girls,
and walked in the glory of a full moon on
the beautiful beach until tired, and then
said, Goodnight"
+" / say, Joe, didn't we give your old
Maryland a good send-of though, tonight?
She took, didn't she? There's a mystery
somehow about that French young lady.
Did you notice how she got pale, and then
red, and cried, and stared at you 500"
"Come now, George" said Joe, "don't
say she stared at me. Her lovely blue
eyes Just fixed themselves on the singers,
and -"
"Boys," spoke up their leader, "that girl
looks enough like Joe to be his blood rela-
tion-much as Beauty You know can be
like the Beast hey? But honest now,
there never were two pairs of eyes so much
alikep
81 couldn't keep my eyes off her." said
another ''and when we sang My Mary
land she looked like an angel in tears"
Tennie and her boys were early on the
beach the next morning. 1t was evident
that something was going on. The Glee
Club stood about in little groups. The
pale boy called "Joe" walked with the
General, whom everybody seemed to know
and speak with. At last NJ. Foutaine
took Tennie by the hand and said, 'My
dear, let me introduce you to Mr.. Carter.
He may be cousin; who knows? He
bears the same name, you see."
Tennie shook hands and said: 81 am
very Glad to meet YOU. Mr.. Carter. The
name is uncommon here, but very common
in the South, | think"
EYES," replied Joe; Sin Virginia l know
dozen families, and my Uncle Samuel,
of Richmond, has six boys"
Tennie looked into his face steadily and
asked, "What was your fathers name?
Was he in the army?'
'Yes. Miss Carter, he was killed in the
war, and his name was
Tennie stepped closer, placed her hand
on his arm, and said, did he leave any
children-but your