Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1890-09-09


which WIN be my FAULT, andI shan nsver
forgive TIsys;iiff a. long as / i've i've.
II wish 70 have nothing 70 cay to you,
SIR she said, dryly.
| was nervous and much excited. In
the first place / thought her perfectly
charming. In the next place was furi-
ous at my idiotic mistake. In short
was ready for the most desperate steps.
Madame, . / said, take my rug or
swear / win throw myself ont on the
track and casting the rug between rs !
lifted the window and took hold of the
outside handle of the door.
/ Was really in earnest Entire nous,
not really suppose, but 1t seems must
have looked 30, for she cried out:
"But you are crazy, monsieur: You are
crazy
''rhe rug. or ! jump" She took the
rug and in softened tone:
But you, monsieur. you win die Of
cold
Don't disturb yourself about me,
madame. am not delicate-and even
If do take cold it win only be the Just
reward Of my unpardonable stupidity
Say, rather, your haste, for Of course.
as yon say, your motive was good; bnt
how could you have taken that either
woman for nes'
Because she was so prettyln She
smiled. the ice was broken-the ice Of
conversation, l mean, for otherwise
was chatteying with the Geld. But how
soon / forgot the cold, the journey
everything. She was delicious, exquis-
tie, adorable, a clever mind, bright, gay.
original. She was fond Of travelling Iike
myself like myself she had been IN
Italy, in Spain. She dreamed Of going
to Egypt just as | did La literature.
music, in everything in fact. the same
tastes as mine. And then, only think, d
host of mutual friends. She was init
mate with the Saint Chames, with the
Savonys. particularly with the Mont
vazins. And to think that might have
seen her twenty times at those houses,
and that had not noticed her. Where
were my eyes-I should like to know
where were my eyess
She spoke freely, pleasantly, with that
distinguished simplicity which / always
50 much admire, with little, very
little, southern accent-almost imper-
L0PtADAEs t6tiArl q LIZ l4btk1 LII u
like sound to her voice. 1t was entranc-
ing.
But. although did everything to keep
from showing it, heavens. how cold
was? At DIXON (2:20p. m my right hand
was seized with cramp. We telegraphed
to Tonnerre for the bags. At Macon "a rs
p. M the left foot went the same way.
A dispatch from Tonnerre saying that the
baggage would reach Marseilles the next
day. AT Lyon-Perrache l5:4S p. M my
left hand became insensible. She forgot
to claim her coupelet At Valence (9.59
D. M my right hand followed the ex-
ample of the left. learned she was a
widow without membranes. My nose
turned a brilliant purple. | was given
to understand that she had never loved
her first husband. At Marseilles, finally
five minutes after midnight), | sneezed
three times violently. She handed me
my rug and said, graciously, Eau revoir >
"Au revoirle | was in the seventh
heavenl
/ passed the night at the hotel al
Noailles, restless night, filed with
thoughts of her. The next day when
awoke had the most terrific cold in the
head that you could imagine. Did
dare present myself at the Rombauds' in
such a state? Unfortunate, of course
: but they knew l was ON journey-they
will have to take me as | am, and to
morrow | shall be cured in the sunshine
of Nice!
But, my friend, what surprise awaited
: mel That good fellow, Rombaud, had
asked several friends to meet me, and
, among these friends was she, my travel
. ing companion, my enchantress-
When l was presented TO her an i'm
perceptble smile futtered over her lips
: bowed.
"And Tonnerre:~ asked very low.
II have Them" she replied in the same
, tone.
We went into luncheon.
"What cold you have, old fellow,
said my friend Rombaud; where the
devil did you catch it, Travelling, per
haps.'
perhaps" Irephed, ''but really DOM
regret it. No one understood this Gu
rious reply, of course. but my fair fellow
! traveller sent me tender and sympathetic
glance from across the fragrant fumes
CT the magnificent ragout which adorned
5 the table and was content.
a What more shall say. my dear fellow
: ] did not go to Nice next day, and / an
to be married in ght.-Translatel
from the French of Jacques Normant
i by Anna Farwell de Koven for ChicsgC
( Tribune.