San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-12


i;raye face Aquiline nose, thin, firmly
set lips and long. oval lines of jaw all
aided this characteristics; and strength
OF physique, az well as Of character, was
indicated by madames every movement.
She sat erect in carved back chair
reading comedy of Moliere, and she
read it without spectacles. CHANGING I'D
rom her book to Nine. Pietro she well
coined her with slight gesture.
Enter, my child" she said in clear,
pleasant voice that had little echo Of
eighty years in its vibrance, and
using the singular personal of familiar
address. Thou art always ,gclcome to
the old home, although thou dost make
thy visits SO rae that one might IMAGINE
1 had never forgiven thee for marrying =
thy brown WOLF and leaving my service"
"Ah, madame, what else was to do?"
deprecated the lady Of the Green Perch.
''One must marry some time, though,
mon Dieu! did wait somewhat late.
And l we'll knew that Pietro was MOI one
to bring into such household as ours"
And the landlady drew herself up proudly
at the memory of where she mad once
belonged. But madame knows that
her old file de chambre never forgets
.nadames goodness; that Ceinence loves
her and hers with q great love forever
"And hersr' echoed the grand dame,s
more by motion of the lips than by
words. what of hers is left? Ah!well,
Clemence. know that well. Thou vast
ever devoted to me and TO my boy"
&C, madame" the old seTvatIice
cried out. b;.hl,iag oT-~ With her news,
II have surprise for you--a delight
He--our Adrien--is we'll! Heis--is COM
ing home! Ah! mon Dieu! Madame, de
not excite yourself. but he will oe here
before long-perhaps-pray. madame. be
calla!--perhaps tomorrow
''He is here" madame answered calm
ly, but rising and facing the other with
eyes aglow. TRY not to deceive me,
ClemenCe Joy never harms. But why
has he not come? He is not i'll: thy looks
tell me that. Then why has he not
come to meE
There is dager, madame. He has
esc&.vJ from Mexico. where his party
was defeated. He fears he is logged by
spies: but he will come at once. Ad-
vantaged by the carnival, he is dis
guised, and have come to warn you.
Tho Maison Bartol was full of Yankees,
and one was that General Mon Dieui
hear that"
A loud changing rap of the ancient
knocker resounded at the street door,
cutting Mime. Bartol's speech in twain, q
on lips still opened to listen. mo, no.
she added as the firm tread of the mula-
tress resounded from the hall below; '"tis
not he: for he viii come by the postern."
There was parley at the door below;
then the mulstress came up the stairs
with card upon her silver salver.
Madame read the card--first silently
and then aloud, accenting strongly both
the title and the name:
"Gen. Eyerett!-read the rest" she
added to Mime. Pietro sit is English"
The other read, translating as she
went: commanding first cavalry br-
gade. Army OF the Mississippi"
'Truly am honored," madame said,
coldly. Il have 90 few visitors among
my own people, yet tho Yankee sends
me his generals of brigade! Listen, Fe-
hcite" She turned to the servant, q
slight flush rising about the high check
bones Say to this person that Mime.
d'Auvigne Lntour has ceased receiving
visitors since foreign army occupies
her country"
"Pray, madame, hear me bat one mo
mentr' cried the lady OF tho inn. "Tiris
is he-the other oue-our Adrien's
friend, Of whom he speaks slways-Dale
-Geaaral Eyerett-of West Point poly
.achniane, you sea- was i7st coming
- tell ysa that ne was st lay kouse, that
he had sought your address. Our boy
would risk entering the cafe only to have
sight of him! All, madame, this is not
the visit of intrusion, but of respect-of
Lowell Pray receive this Yankee for
Adrien's salSe!"
"It is all the same" madame replied
after brief pause. you will admit
him, Pelieite. | fear nothing of this
man, and perhaps my boy will need him
still; but, Feicite, when you have an
nounced him remain within call"
The nulGtress turned TO do her bid
ding. and Clemence Bartol seized mad
ames hand and pressed her ips deveut-
ly upon it.
"Ah, madame, thou hadSt ever grand
SOUL" she cried. '"Thou forgettest even
the sins Of our enemy in thy great love
for oar boy! Heaven, which Is good,
win seward this grand sacrifice for Lowell
And now, madame, adieu! And soon
very scoa-he will GOMEZ
Thes. with an agility surprising for
ono of her weight. tbs heed of the Green