The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1890-05-02

or fountains, parks or gardens, there was
no sign of any such thing.
What al ugly place!" cried Kathleen
piteously. ''Those girls at the convent must
have been horrid storytellers."
They tramped on and on, till at last they !
came TO the heart of the town, to the place
of fountains and palaces and gardens and
flowers. 1t was in the summer sunset. All
things were gilded by that western radiance.
Soldiers we're marching along the Rue de
Rivoli, drums beating, trumpets blaring.
Lamps were lit in all the cafes, crowds of
people were sitting about In the open
streets, the concerts in the Champs Elysees
were beginning their music and song, myr-
lad little lamptons shining and twinkiing
in the last rays of the sun. ~Cleopatra's
| Needle, fountains, palace, soldiers, statues,
trees, flowers, all fused themselves into one
dazzling picture before the eyes Of the two
bewildered, wearied young travellers.
70 Rose, how beautiful! how beautiful"
gasped Kathleen, breathless with rapture.
"How happy we shall be here?'
But while thsy stood admiring the foun-
tains, listening to the martial music, the
shades of evening were descending, and
they had still to find a shelter for the night.
Useless to look for such a shelter in this
region of palaces. Rose took her sister by
the hand and walked on, trusting to Fate to
carry them to some humble district, where
they might find friends and economicalf fare,
as they had done everywhere on the way,
thanks to Roses instinct for discovering the
fttest places, the right people.
Stars were beginning to flash and tremble
upon the blue river as the orphans went
over the bridge beyond the Louvre into that
poorer Paris on the left bank of the Seine.
Here they roamed about in the twilight till
they drifted somehow into the Ruiz Git lie
Cnur; and at the door of one of the shabby
old houses osc saw a fat middle-aged mat
ron, with n good-natured face, of whom she
asked for advice as to a lodging.
The matron heard her story, and at once
spread her motherly wing over both girls.
There was a qdrni, a furnished third floor
in the middle house in the yard. IEe rooms
were small; 1ust two little rooms and a tiny
closet for kitchen; quite big enough for two
girls. She led the way, introduced Rose to
the conctcrgc-whose husband was a shoe
maker, occupying the basement of the house
and who went painting up the narrow
stairs, key in hand, to show the lodging.
1t was very small, very shabby and cheap
although it was, the rent seemed q great
deal to Rose, after her experience Of village
lodgings on the way; but her new friend
told her she might walk miles and get moth
ing so cheap in all Paris; so she took heart,
. and hired the apartment for q month GER
| tain, paying the fifth of her golden pieces,
t of which she had spent Just four upon the
I road, as All instalment of the rent. And
. then, still directed by her stout friend, she
: went to q cremcrie round the corner, aud
t bought some milk and rolls and a little
| cheese for supper: and the sister sat down
l In their new home, so bare of many things
4 ,,.--aI. e., ,.,f., n-l n,.ln auI ,rinI
r over their first meal in Paris. Kathleen was
almost hysterical with fatigue and excite
T ment. All the way they had come, even in
!, the midst of her girlish gladness, she had
r been haunted by fears of pursuit. The
Reverend Mother would send the gardener
after her, and have her taken back and shut
M In the sun-baked room. where the rats
lived.
e "But now we are safe" she said, With her
c head on her sisters shoulder, and Roses
d arm round her. we are safe in Paris; and
" if Reverend Mother sends after us, We'll &c
to the Emperor and ask him to take care OF
II us. We are his subjects now" This was
|. in '6e, when the Empire was in its glory
4 and there was a sense OF power and Splen
II dor in the third Napoleon's dominion ovel
lie this beautiful modern Babylon, such a
ID must have been felt in Rome under the pc
lltlC SWAY OIL augustus. J hest Slllo lSlt sI
a If they were in a fortress, now tltey vert
within the charmed circle of imperial mag
s. niicence.
IN Years of struggle and poverty and indus
IN try and self-denial came after that happ,
t.; evening when the girls sat In the twilight
.y dreaming of a bright future; but though tn
training was severe, it was perhaps, the hes
I'd and nobiest school In which humanity cal
,l- be educated. The sisters We're never I'LL
n, happy, for they were together, and the,
Mt were free. Rose was sister, mother, guar
Gl.n. a; the world of love and shelter f.
k Kathleen, who bloomed into exquisite love
illness in that humble Parisinn lodging.
nv fair flower blossoming unseen, with, haI
at PLY, few to note her beauty.
he Rosefound only too soon that educatio
was a drug in the Partisan markets. Ate
lot heroic efforts to get employment rs a morn
ing governeSs in a bridesmaids family, sh
wv fell back upon the only industry which o
or fered itself, and. by the help of her fri
OF Partisan friend, Madame Schubert, the sto,
,ss matron who had found her lodging, sh
OIL got Unemployment as an artificial tiOwer-make
I'd. III which ar: she progressed rapidly, and,
,ch q couple of years. attained a perfectio
cs which insured her liberal wagcs-wag,
cir which enabled her to maintain the lit
,er lodging, and feed and clothe herself al
"A her sister. The fare was of the simples
on and there was a good dealo pinching nee
4 a ed to make both ends meet i'll that luxurio,
I'm expensive city of Paris; especially in winte
lev when fuel made such an inroad upon Il
his slender purse; but somehow the girls new
es. knew actual privation, never went to b,
ed hungry, or were haunted i'll their slumb
We by the nightmare Of debt. The little ROOF
BAD on the third story were the pink of he;
100. ,-- --l l.
The busy hands swept and busted and polishe
hat and kent all :hn:ngs bright. The mode
ron gray or brown mcrino gowns were new
Q a shabby or dilapidated. Collars and GU
md were always s%potless, and the little fe
nil neatly shod. There were always a few ha
On pence for the bag at Notre Dame, and The
nse was always a loaf to divide with q pc
,ry, n~cighbor, or a cup of soup for a sick chi,
On the other hand, the pleasures of t
ms. sisters were of the rarest, and, perhaps,t II
ow- Is why they were so sweet. A steambt
excursion once OF twice in a long sunni
oht to some suburban village that was alm'
,eyt the country;a visit tQa cheap bouleva
+, AZ theatre once or twice in the long whit
II F, But o, how heavenly was the scent of lii
blossoms, how exquisite the verdure of su
tLe mer meadows, to those who tasted the Ii
ak ury SO seldom! Ana no" Vi''u ana reai
Iky. llluU SIldil Wtllu VI tHt STACY W tiIbSt "
COR. so seldom saw the curtain rise upon Il
b,ir paint and tmsei paradise!
we're Rose and Kathleen lived as humbly
AXE g~risettes live, and dressed as g~risettes DIRE
sat but they preserved the secluded habits
lille English ladies -knew no one, and spoke
tch, no one, outside the narrowenclosurc of Il
gag little stone-payed yard in the hue Git
Cnur, with its three houses divided il
we're twenty domiciles. Among these dwcllil
the the sisters had made a few respectable
but quaintances, including Madame Schub,
her, the stout matron who grew more and M
real obese as the years went by, who was
!, Ell. scribed somewhat vaguely as a petit rent
), no and whose only businessin life was to XII
melt the business of her neighbors, and to ate
to upon an ancient coffee-colored pug aim
,nge as obese as herself.
,und As she was their first, so was MAZDA
ged. Schubert their best and mostintimate frie
lden and, indeed, the one only person whom
with Demoiselies OHara visited and received
hans this vast city of Paris. She was alw