New-York tribune., 1890-08-31

Alcide wlistled cheriily, rs only a light-hearted
Creole can whistle, and the tune he whistled was
Dixie" We all whistle and sang " DIXIE III
1860, and we have not done with the old tune yet,
Only matter of great Importance could MAKE
happy Alcide pause in his Whis;!ing. lie oent
nearer M to fHe mirror 4c GgGIe his %Gn ps un
pIckered After moment his face broke into
q smile, and Dixie" trillcd and shrillcd again.
He had parted his hair TO his perfect Satisfaction,
and he hoped to Jeanne d'Naudrys also
There had been much>tak about 'Alcidc Beriot
Ind Jeanne ii'Naudry. Bcannc, tthe pretuesO
girl in all the La Fourche country girl, too who
would have an excellent dot-Sl5, 900 and a good
slice of sugar plantation. She dld not Want
for offers, Jeanne. One of the most lmportlnate
at. Armand was poor, you see, aha ne was DO no.
where beside Acide Beriot for good looks But
with all his good-ooks and deyll-may care g9ou,
humor Alcide was afraid before Jeanne lie had
no cause to be afraid; at all times Jeanne had
pleasant word for him and shake OF her hand
the hand She favored no man With unless IL weIc w
would intiict upon himself! There was that
love-vine-You do not know what a love-vlne IS ?
1t is parasitic plant; its tendris plnNSh
sn The branches of trees Young men gather a
tendfil and thyow it. on tree-branch beneath the
RdGw Of tine hs WIZ Tfo if tnf the
'dril dies Alcidc must needs throw tcndrll on
q branch Of the orangetree that used to look into
eannss bdTSo HeNsa cGd e eo Saye sn WaS
more TO heart if Jeanne had publicly fouted him
How be ever heartened himself TO ask her TO be
his Mife was mystery 70 us all. He did, though
apd everybody was glad for Alcide's sake-ex-
'nept. one Armand Lemaire :.
Although his happiness was but a day od oi,, he
to Jeanne, SO bold of heart was he now. HIS
mother and his sisters greeted him with sort
of reverence when he passed out to m9nnt ms
lhbrse arrsyed to spend an evening at the Naudry
,Dlantation Was be not the only son, and was he
mot about to take a wife
= Chez wee, chce wee, chee Wee IMP, mp ZIP
aux aux aux, pree pree, prec, White. Bob White
see soo-A&oo-oo-oo. sang the nockIng olrds' re,
joicing in the light Of the round argent moon; id
The zephyr stirred through the m2snollas ana
,perfumed itself with the flowers IT kissed Inc
stars of the South in the deep purple heavens
,throbbed as they do not in the cold North. WDerc
they twinkle throbbed, keeping time with tne
'sluGrsh flow of the serpenine bayou. Solt was
the moonlight on Jeanne's fair face, soft on the
dark forest the cold breast Of the Distant
.Jeanne leaned over the holustrade Of the gal
lery aud Looked down at Alcide as he looked mp
TO bid her GOODNIGHT. Jeanne. he SAID IN 4
hushed voice. and for moment the mq9cKlng-
birds were still, as If 10 listen to him" Jeanne
how can you love me- ,
Her deep black ewes met his dreamily, ana
her bosom heaved. She did not answer hls' ques,
ton but said 1t is light as the day; the read
is like a white magnolia leaf .o
And the cane-elds way oil al the end are
like the gulf summers eve. jeanne ne
pursued though,fully. as he unconscousy stroked
the down on his lip that IS our Ioaq sca all ""ie'
Her arm hung listlcssly over the balus'radc, ana
She Withdrew il gently ard reminded him. OF the
lateness Of the hour You will wait till bring
INV horse around, jeanne" he asked.
Away beyond tho long; broad fields OF billoWy'
roOon-silvercd cane was the house Of Armand L.
msre 4 light was in Of its upper windows
Jeanne was gazing at the light, and without re-
moving her eyes. she said She would wait. ~.
II would he hard TO picture handSOmer youth
than slender, graceful Alcide Bcriot on his black
horse as. bending down in the moonlight, he took
Jcannes outstratched hand TO bid her ood-night.
"One kiss. Jeanne" he implorcd in whisper.
She offered him her white check and what man
would say she was not sweetest to kiss. ana "haI
The mocLing birds chorused Alcide whist ed
the merry time Of the " Bavon Bluc'Waltz, the
hoofs Of his horse went thud. thud over the loanl'
and Jeanne staring after him. let her eyes snap,
and whispered TO herself, "BetSe,'