The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1889-06-06
words with her. She became O little
pale as she exclaimed:
"Ah. already"

pale as she exclaimed:
.Ah. already"
1t was Suzanne who first spoke.
My guardian" she said, "told me of
his plans yesterday. l do not know
whether or not you agree with him,
but before you tell me / wish to say
that | shall only marry the man whom
l love, and l do not love you"
Il thank you for your frankness," l
replied. Il do not. however agree with
my uncle, and | approve of your senti-
ments. i cannot understand why he
should be so anxious for us to marry"
1T is not difficult to understand"
she answered He wishes to rid him.
self of troublesome ward, as ne him.
self desires to marry and leave me to
myself? | will not trouble him. can
remain as a teacher in the convent
where l am studying. This is my
choice"
"You would not like to see him mar
ried?1 | said.
''l!' she exclaimed. 1T would be
nothing"
She did not flush the sentence; sob
choked her. Then, suddenly turning
den, leaving me alone.
How she loves himr' l exclaimed.
That evening | went to my uncle's
chamber aud related the scene to him.
You have done 4 bad thing" he
said.
"How so, since have revealed you
to each other, aud shown you how to
be happy?"
"Happyrn exclaimed my uncle. 81
tell you that l would be a monster if l
should marry Suzanne!'
was dumfounded. He made me
promise that Suzanne should never
know what he was about to reveal to
me.
DO you know how the father Of
Suzanne died?n he asked.
His emotion was terrible to see; he
trembled like leaf.
Il killed him! Do you hear? He was
killed, and was his slayer. And l
love his daughter with passion that
is killing me-that is my horrible ex-
piation. Oh! yes, know the duel was
fair. He insulted me. Fortunes
favorite to the last, | killed him. For
tunes favorite to the last. l love
his daughter and she loves me. But
we cannot join hands over the dead
body of her father. On his death-bed
he called me to him and gave me his
written testament in which he made me
the guardian of his daughter, who
was henceforth alone in the world;
and as he gave it to me he said:
You have killed the father; you will
watch over the child"
In less than year from the time my
uncle told me of his duel with Suz-
anne's father the battle of Woerth was
fought. Our forces were in retreat,
and we were approaching Nieder-
bronn. | was galloping beside my
battery, doing my utmost to save my
guns.
"Make way there! make waym cried
my guides to a troop of hussars who
were crossing our path.
| recognized the regiment by the
color of their uniforms. | put spurs to
my horse and fastened forward. In
the center of the group l recognized
my poor uncle Edouard; he was pale,
bleeding, dying, supported in his sad
die by few of his hussars.
Inc colonel had received terrible
wound from lance that had pierced
his breast. l wept, holding my uncle's
hand, which was already CROWN g
cold. felt his pulse tlutter. l raised
his head. He gave me glance which
| understood. put my ear to his lips.
IF you escape" he murmured, "tell
Suzanne that l died loving her, but
tell her nothing more. Remember
your promise"
Then his chest heaved twice-and all
was over. / mounted my horse and
galloped away.
Suzanne has never married. She is a
teacher in the convent in which she
was educated. She knows that my
uncle loved her; but she knows not
how her father died. She is happy in
her memories.