The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1889-02-23

ager countess. 6OlduS0 was encnantnplv
handsome in suit of dark blue with astrst
han trimmings, and toque of the same ~,
her golden hair.
Nine. Tarvenue, in plush and Jets. had :.
sumed an Indifferent and contemptuous all
which she thought in the best possible form
When the countess saw the two ladies a.
ter her drawing room she suppressed
movement OF surprise, but she received ber
guests with that gracious amiability which
so successfully keeps people at a distanse.
~ was sorry" she said, in her slow, mn.
steal voice, mot to have been at home wben
you came some little time ago to sec mar
s'The loss was entirely ours, madame !,
said Solange, with empressment. "
Certainly, certainly" said Nine. Tarve-
nue., who was very red and very i'll at ease
~ regretted the coincidence all the mora
that thought you might have wished TO
see me with regard to some church charity.,,
Solange understood the allusion, and her
eyes flashed fire.
'No madame, 1 am interested in church
work, but do not solicit aid from other. y
she announced trenchautly. 1--WE have come
simply to prove our recognition Of the visit
by which you were pleased to show US that
you approved Of your sons visit to usn
It was now the countess turn to be sr;
tated. Had Gerard really gone to see these
peoplel The daughter was pretty, very
pretty.
81 did not know that my son had called
upon you," she said with her grand air.
But his friends are mine. All! There 81
is now. Gerard, +" addressing the youngnaa
| who now entered with q smile, "willg&
1 ;pk, 10 To-
lvenuea" -
at seems to me that it is you who fdAt
to introduce me" remarked the youB Aan
bowling low before his mothers guey.
at is true, Monsieur" said Slange,
while her mother wished that II earth
might open and swallow her up tive re-
GREETED not being at hone when pu called
some time ago."
The young man bowed again and looked
embarrassed, and said nothing.
"My daughter alludes to tie visit you
made us at the beginning Of January" here
threw in Nine. TarveDue.
II wish that |, too, might allude to it,
madame, but 1 am afraid there is a mis-
understanding, since l would never have
permitted myself, MT having the honor of
knowing you, to pesent myself at your
door. Now, however l shall" he con-
tinued, with profound bow, certainly beg
for the pleasure of ioing So"
mime. Tarvenue desperately rose, and,
followed by her dughter, left the room.
When Gerard had returned from seeing
them to the door, hs mother said to him:
Tell me truly. ny son, did you call on
those peoples"
Never in the world, my dear mother, and
I don't in the leat know what all this
meansw
In the street meanwhile Solange was
biting her lips till TIE blood started.
What idiots We we're! We have spoiled
every thing! He had come to the houst
without letting his mother know, and we
have let the cat out of the bag" she ragged
What pity! If he only comes bacl
again" said Nm. Tarvenue prayerfully.
The next day there occurred Nine. Tarve
nue's small weekly reception. The lamps
were lighted and Solange was setting ou
some dominoes nonchalantly on the baizt
table.
as every thing readya" demanded NJ
Tarvcnue.
30, yes"
swell; because hold a good deal to thi
one evening in the week, when can gathe
my old friends around me-" said the oil
fellow. 'Imiss one, though, Ramillat," ant
he sighed.
His guests soon began to arrive. Solange
with book'in her hand, abandoned fe1s
to golden-tinted reveries. That very morn
ing the Count Gerard had bowed to her
profoundly, and on this incident, trivial as
it was, she had begun to erect u visionary
scaffolding of dreams. Suddenly the door
opened again and NJ. Ramillat was an
nounced.
NJ. Tarvenue hurried forth to meet him
my dear friend, at lastw
"Why yes, here am again But let me
tell you-all of you-the most extraordinary
and laughable occurrence imaginable You
know, Tarvenue that was offended because
of your having failed to take any noticeOf
a certain visit paid you three weeks ago.
You said that you had not heard of it.
was sure that had left cards. Well, left
cards and you never knew it."
He broke out with loud laugh.
Tell me, Tarvenue, do you know the
Comte de Prevaretl"
Every little, but he comes here"
"Ah he comes here? He came here on
the 9th of January, ehl Well, 1 left his
cardp
Solange, who had raised her head from
her book, now approached.
"And this is the way Of it: It's all the
fault of that good-for-nothing engraver,
Bladell. ordered some cards for January
l. Probably the Count Gerard did the
same. Now what do you suppose discov.
cred after three weekS2 That the cards
We're mixed inadyertently-hal of them
were mine and half those of the Count Pre-
varet. That is how it happened that you
received card from that gentleman and
that is how"
Solange, whittier than q sheet, had risen
with difficulty and retreated into the EN-
brasure of window. Her mother followed
her.
Courage, Solange! Be kind to M. Ramil
lat. After all, Eusebe is not such very
bad matchr'
What! When one thought one was go
ing to be countess"
"Excuse Solange," said Nine. Tarvenue
"She is feeling indisposed."
Three months later Gerard de Prevart
was married to one of his cousins, and tt
same day M. Eusebe Ramillat, disdained b
SoIange. conducted to the altar the daughte
of his fathers partner.
They say that Solange Tarvenue will nc
marry at all.-From the French.
Amber Pudding: Line dish wit
pie-crust and fill with this mixture
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