The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1890-01-28

/ 10 feru aIo Inelr wants according u
their resources are forced to submit II
the terms of the usurers- 1t was
necessary for you to have money at any
cost; procured it for you"
''And you have delivered me into
the clutches of the pitiless Shylocks
simply because you did not wish to be
separated from me?"
Eyes, monsieur"
"And has not your intelligence seen
that ruined master is not able to
keep a servant?"
THAT view of the case may apply
TO others, not to you and me. l am
bound by the promise / made your
father"
al see that you are obstinate and
that you have ready answer for all
my questions There is, however. one
thing of which you have not thought
the possibility of my taking fancy
to put bullet into my brain"
ii have never feared that extrem-
ity."
"You probably think have not the
courage to do it"
''On the contrary, have thought
that if you were tempted to commit
such a cowardly act all that would be
necessary to turn you from it would
be to make you look upon these two
portraits.
Pierre pointed to two pictures which
hung above the mantelpiece. One re-
presented the Baron's father, dressed
in the uniform of a Colonel, his face
wearing the calm and virile expression
of a man who knew no fear. The
other was the image of a woman whose
features reflected that serenity of soul
and that goodness of heart which
made all who knew her love and
admire her.
The young man stood spellbound
before the two pictures. Deep emo
ton showed itself in his eyes.
During the last war;" said the old
servant, 81 stood near your father
when he was struck by a piece of a
bursting shell. He suffered the pains
of martyrdom, and yet the result OF
the battle occupied his thoughts more
than his wound. A fugitive passed
near us. and he at once became anx-
ious to know how the battle was going.
When he learned that our men. over
powered by numbers, were yielding,
an angry light came into his eyes. He
compelled me to help him mount his
horse, and, barely able to keep his
seat, he rode into the midst of the
fray. His regiment, seeing their
leader covered with blood and present
ing the image of death, took courage
and routed the enemy. But the Col
onel was not able to witness the end of
the battle; he fell fainting into my
arms. and for month lay on his bed
between life and death. Monsieur,
you being the son of such father will
not kill yourself.
After a moments 81 lence Pierre con-
tinued:
81 have seen your mother lying on
she went to the graveyard. A dis
ease, for which she knew there was
no remedy, was consuming Der. Her
face was calm although her suffering
was terrible. A complaint never
escaped her lips. She forgot herself
to think OF. those whom she was about
to leave behind her. A man who has
had such mother will not try to take
his life"
The old servant seemed to be trans
figured. His face. always calm and
impassive, had assumed a soulful look
which made deep impression on the
young man, who was no less moved.
But it was not time for sentiment
or emotion. The Baron was ruined,
and it was necessary for him to adopt
some means of extricating himself
from the difficulties which surrounded
him. He did not fear to express
before Pierre his uncertainty as to the
best course for him to pursue.
Monsieur" said the old servant,
.lucTC II IildllJ a nSeAieAy eAooOohoh
who would be happy to have his
daughter known as the Baroness de
Brantel."
Sell my name for money? How
dare you make such a suggestion?"
"Well, there is Mile. Jeanne de
Rosel. There was a time when she
would not have hesitated to marry
you, and you know that one of your
mothers regrets was that she died
without seeing her your wife"
al sighted her when was rich, and
now that l am poor / would hardly
ask her to repair my wasted fortune.
Never would / make her such an in
sulting proposal. But must decide
upon some course at once have q
friend who owns a large estate In Al
giers. i am sure that he would will