The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1890-03-05
rHE MALAouITE URN.

When Louis Durier, Surgeon oil
the Fifty first Regiment, lost his
wife, his sorrow was intense. He
had scarcely had time to become
well acquainted with the adored
companion and to enjoy his happi-
moss, for they had been married on
ly month and were on their we'd
ding journey in Italy.
They had met each other at Tours,
where Durier's regiment was in
garrison. He had won her heart
by his elegant horscmanship and by
the languid way in which lie sang
with his fine baritone voice gentle
romances wherein it was regularly
IL question of love. And he thus
found himself married without hay
ing reflected a great while; for it
was she who had chosen him in spite
of her guardian, who did not con-
slider that Duricr's position was on
an equal footing with his ward )
large fortune
She bad always worried her guar
dian by her filntasticaI ways. Foor
guardianl He had scarcely had
time to turn round, as they say, be-
fore his ward called herself Nine.
Duricr. He consoled himself in see
ing the brilliant throng of officers
who accompanied the young couple
to the alter. The marriage was one
of the most brilliant ones that had
ever celebrated in the old city of
Tours.
After a weeks sojourn in the
neighborhood of Tours they started
for Italy. 1t was an enactment for
both of them; they began to know
each other by heart and soon learn
ed to know each others mind in ad-
miring the admirable monuments of
the classic land.
They had nearly finished their
Journey and were staying for sec
ond time at Milan when, after an
imprudent promenade that she had
absolutely wished to make during
a damp evening, Nine. Durier, who
was very delicate, suddenly fell i'll.
The following day inflammation of
the lungs set, in, and few days la
ter, Notwithstanding the most devo-
ted care of her husband, assisted by
the most celebrated doctors of Milan,
Nine. Durier was ut the point of
death. She had the courage tocon-
sole her husband.
SIT is not possible to be so happy
and to live always. l have had so
much happiness in loving you. But
do not weep, for / do not wish to
pass away with the vision of your
sad face" She raised her arm feeb-
ly and stroked his moustache, which
he now neglected.
al want you to have your brave
air. 1 have loved you so muchl
You will see; n surprise awaits you
wheh you return tolTours. And if
you wished to make me one? If
you wished never to leave me, to
keep me always with you2 i am
frightened /at this wickek death,
which destroys US during so many
years. Tell me, do you wish to
make/of me little lot of dust, so
that you can carry me away with
you? l would take such small
spacel l would not incommode you
l would not prevent you from work
ing. You would sometimes glance
at me, and never entirely forget it. :"
When DIR. Duier returned to
Tours he was changed beyond rec
ognition. His thick black hair had
turned white, his eyes had lost their
brilliancy, and were surrounded by
dark circle, his cheeks fell, and he
walked bent over like an old man.
He did not bring back his wife's
coffin. She had requested, he affirm
ed, that her body remain in Italy
and he had respected her wish.
She reposed in the Campo Santo at
Milan.
AT the memorial service, which
vvas ..alahrofad IN tho ..atbad..l at
Tours, he excited the pity of all the
congregation, even that of his wife's
guardian, who, however, was furi-
GUS since the notary had told him
that before starting for Italy Nine.
Durier had recently made will in
favor of her husband. This was the
surprise.
Courage, Major!" said Duricr's
Colonel to the bereaved Surgeon.
abe mani said his comrades.