The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1891-03-28


man. with clear-clf features that be-
tokcncd rcsolute will; good because
he believed II plebcian to do wrong;
:r:r as steel where his principles were
involved. obstinate and proud Of his
noble blood. for God had ordained no.
bility as he gave kings divine right
20 their crowns.
While walking In the park the mar
quis noticed peasant lad holding a
dainty little note Ia his hand. lowering
about the chateau.
Where arc you going. my boy?"
TO Mile. Andrienne. The note Is
for the young lady
Who could the writer be? The mar
quis was startled. but. like a true
nobleman. he was mindful of the obli-
cations OF courtesy. even in intercourse
with his nearest relatives. aud said:
'.Mllc. Adriennc Is in the room open
ing from this terrace"
The boy ran up thestcps. The mar
quis continued his walk. wondering
what the contents OF the note could be.
Adrienne was sitting alone in the
magniiicently furnished room. dream
ing and waiting for her grandfather.
On the table lay the books they were
10 read together that day. Harki
That was not the marquis step.
Mile. Adrienne, note--a note
from the young count De la Vale. He
Is mt La Chesnew
The boy dartcd of. and Adrienne
stood trembling. holding the little note
in her hand; her heart was throbbing
so violently that she could not open
the envelope. There. her grandfather
was coming. Adrienne involuntarily
put her hand behind her.
The old man looked so grave and sat
down by the table without removing
his hat or coat. What troubled the
marquisP
Adrienne had started up. Now she
was standing before him; her fair
locks iloated over her shoulders; her
soft white dress revealed the outlines
of her slender figure; two white roses
from the chapel. which she daily vis-
tied. were fastened on her breast. The
note fairly scorched her hand. No.
her grandfather must know every
thing; she would have no secrets from
him.
Grandfather. she began timidly.
81 have note; must tell you about
it-please don't say anything. grand
father-only listen to me. will con-
zeal nothing from you. and then we'll
read the note together"
The story of her young love was
pathctically simple. Her grandfather
tenderly than he had ever done before
and remained lost in thought. He sat
rejecting long after Adrienne had hurr
ried out into the sunny park To show
the ancient lindcns over and over again
the dainty billet: II am coming to
my Adrienne. Your Paul" So brief
and so full OF meaning.
Monsieur le Marquis. am n suitor
for the hand OF your granddaught
Adrienne ST. Roche"
Paul de In Vale. must refuse you
Adrienne's hand"
Impossible. Monsieur le Marquis!
What objection can you lind TO meP'
TO You. the Sieur de In Vale?
Nothing! You arc rich. OF ancient and
stainless name; you serve France
though the garb of modern France
the old man glanced at the glittering
uniform has changed"
We'll then Monsieur 10 Marquisp"
Paul. Adrienne Is not my grand
daughter; she is not st. Roche.
Indeed. Monsieurlc Marquis! Well.
am sorry for the house OF st. Roche.
for you. for Adrienne. and for myself.
IL in the future you will not love Us aud
forbid us to call you grandfather For
the rest. am nobleman by birth. a
soldier by choice. and serve France
from love for my native land. love
Adricnne. not her name. aud my wife
need he nothing save my wife. the
countess dc Ia Vale | should like to
receive Adrisnne's consent in your
presence. Monsieur 10 Marquis. Shall
we seek her?"
Stay. Paul; do not bo oyerhasty. I
do not know who Adrienne is; how
can betroth her TO YOU? When my
daughter-in-law. Blanche dc st. Roche.
died. her last words to me were:
r--Adrienne--iovc her. She Is
not mine--not Rcne's child--ask Cess
mi. Death interrupted her words.
NV Rene would tell me nothing more.
Blanche Is an angel; love Adrienne,'
was NIL learned from him"
"Cesini! Did you know Ccsini?"
asked the major.
Once ! did. He was a musician.
and instructed Rene in violin playing.
When ] spent n year with my children
in Paris Cesini left us. | have heard
nothing from him. and all my inquiries
were futile"
But | closed his eyes in death. Mon
sieur le Marquis. Cesini fell In tho
front ranks OF the army at the battle of
Marengo as an officer Of the republic.
Comrade.' he groaned. Il have at
tanned nothing this portfolio Helene
-Blanchc-' and died"
Helene. he said Hclcncp Where
Is the portfolio?" gasped the marquis.