San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-15

| Idols arm through his: she was MS
all! the only child of q loving wife
who died in the tropics when Louise
was but child in arms. Although
Louise was but little In advance of
fifteen years she was no longer child
for, like all the girls of the sunny
south" she had stepped from child
hood to womanhOOd with rapid
strides. Her form was perfectly
rounded and her movements could
not have been more graceful. One
| look from her dark, lustrOus, innocent
eyes, made slave of him who was 80
| fortunate Tor unfortunately as to meet
them with his own. But it was sell
dom she saw men, for Der father
| guarded her innocence against con-
| tact with the outer world with as
much care as he did his own honor,
or his country's freedom.
Now, my father" said Louise as
she led him to the rose tree. ''is not
this as perfect in shape and colOring
as even your good taste could de-
sire?"
She held up the opening bud, show
ing the pale pink outer petals which
gradually deepened into red at the
heart.
eyes, Petite. it is beautiful! it is
perfect. I will have it removed to u
place more worthy of your favorite
rose"
NAY! my father, let it remain
where it is, it would surely die if dis.
turbed."
Beside this rose tree there grew q
very large shrub, perfectly dome
shaped and about eight feet high, the
waxen leaves overlapped each other
to the very ground. Louise had often
looked at this shrub and wished she
could get inside. She called her
fathers attention to 1t.
.'See," she said, chow beautifully
rounded it is; it must be quite dark
insid. have often thought what a
lovely retreat it would make If there
was on opening"
San opening shall be made" said
through his, land, il it Is possible
q seat shall be placed there"
In q few days the shrub seemed to
have been visited by the fairies, for 1t
had turned into q cosy arbor and
many, many happy hours Louise
spent here with books, paints and fam
cy work. 1t was q haven of bliss for
ner then. but had fairy gedmOther
presented herself, and, with her mag
10 wand, had raised the impenetrab BILE
veil which hides the future, never,
never would poor Louise have ever
ventured into her evergreen bower.
One day, as she sat there reading
one of the few novels she was allowed
to read, thought entered her innO-
cent mind-"Where was the knight
who would bow before her as to .
gueen-his queen?"
She raised her head, her gaze trav-
eled over the low we'll tFimmed
hedge, which formed the boundary
OF the marshsls and his Heighbors
property, and over the distant church
ito space. no doubt she was trying
to see, or imagine, . hers who would
never sue Ia vain. She started and
blushed, though without removing
her large eyes from the handsome
pace of youth, who seemed 10 be
spellbound on the opposite side of
the hedge.
"An ANGEL" Alphonse chantilly
said to himself, after he had recov-
cred from his surprise, raised his hat
with q bow of apology aud passed
on. "Alphonse thantllly you are
young" he soliloduized, "but you
have met your fate: but how.
how am to speak to her? /
have heard much concerning the
marshal's jealousy of his daughter.
Ma fol, who can blame him? She is
heavenly! such eyesI such hair! and
such a form! Hardly can believe
the vision to be of earth. Mon Dieul
Did man ever feel such unutterable
bliss on meeting two eyes so full of
innocent love? Love for all things
Who would not face the deadly fire of
q thousand cannon to awaken in her
bosom the love? The love which burns
forever. Untiinchingly would go to
certain death for one kiss from those
pure lips"
Love! the reflection of heaven-had
also rested on Louise at the same
moment, and 1t was far in to the night
before she felt herself drifting
into q sphere of bliss sleep.
Her dreams we're visions of q
young officer with bronZed, handsome
face which, though SO young, bore the
marks of hand to- hand conflict, he
bowed himself before her confessing
his love i'm sweet eloquence, and,
with the privilege given to US only
in dreams, she looked into his heart
and saw there her own name mingled
with the word love i'm letters of flame.
Then while she felt the thrill of the
first long kiss, which seemed to seal
her life forever with him, she felt
him being dragged away from her
embrace; she would have followed
hut her linn ha refnsed tn move vainlv
though she tried, she wished to cry
aloud for help but no sound came
from her lips. AS the distance in