San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-01-16

TOWARDS n0I lovers u0du DOuy. MO-
tionless she stood beside 1t. In anger
the marshal went to drag her from
| the spot, but before he could reach
her, her head dropped and she Tell
senseless across poor Alphonse's
breast. He snatched her In his arms
and bore her TO the villa.
Orders we're given to cut down all
the plants and shrub around the
fatal spot, the newly christened
Louise rose tree, which had received
most of the hearts blood Of the young
hero, was the first to fall under the
knife, and where once had been
beautiful garden nothing remained
but q barren waste. -
The Marshal found q few letters
Louise had received from AlphOnse.
They were full of tender and eloquent
words of love. The boys purity of
intent WAS brought wildly before his
slayer and every line he read rent his
heart with remOrse Much would he
have given then to have had poor AL.
phonse back again to restore the lost
love of his only child. From that
fatal hour her fathers name had
never passed her her lips, and if he ap.
preached, or spoke, to her, her only
answer was q look of non-recognition.
As time flew by the old mans
proud spirit became humbled bis
Lycurgas ike orders were heard no
more and every day added the lOnk
of years campaigning.
Some months after the fatal day,
Louise, who was slowly and silently
wasting away, walked, for the fret
time to the spot where was once her
favorite bower, she sat there for neat
ly an hour anxiOusly watching as
though she expected her young lover
as of yore, suddenly her large eyes
became fixed on some new sprIgs
growing on the very place where
her favorite rose tree once
bloomed she stopped as she
left and = swapping of one
of the tender green stems walked
slowly to her room. where she placed
it with the many little tokens the
youth had once given her. Poor
Louise 1t was her last walk, tor on
the morrow the old marshal was
called hastily to her bedside, she was
slowly and psinlessly sinking. She
did not notice her father, who knelt
by her side; tears were running down
hand rs he pressed 1t to his lips aya ain
in response to bis pleadings for for
giveness, she was dead to the world
and had been ever since the tragic
death of her lover for me
loss Of whom her heart had
broken. AS she passed from
earth her last breath whispered bis
beloved name. Her eyes opened but
for a moment, and rested kindly on
her father, who bent eagerly forward
to catch one word Of forgiveness. but
no sound came. A smile, the first and
last, illumined her face IS her eyes
closed slowly-and forever. Griet
overcame the old soldier. His head
sank and lay buried on the brsa. I OF
his idol, whom he felt he had SLAIN
with his own hand
= year passed from the day IT the
duel, when, for he first time, he MAJ
shall was persuaded 10 visit The { .Gal
place to zee miracle, as the garde er
expressed 1t, for Oh the very spot
where once grew his daughters
rOse bush, another had sprung
up from the old roots but instead of
the delicate pink blossoms there
were deep hood red velvet roses of
SURPRISING beauty growing In great
prOfusion.
Shall I cut 1t DOWN." the gardner
enquired after so ne moments OF
silence as he saw how deeply it af-
fected his master.
mo" he answered, uncOvering his
head, 'let the blooms Deviner mnnu-
,NN kn Il
hands, 1 will gather one az last
memento of my rash, rash act" He
wept as ne turned away leaning on
the arm of his attendant.
He did not long survive his
child he passed silently away
to the World of Peace while
In his private chamber.
Then died the fierce old warrior
whose name will live rs long as blooms
the Marshal Mel"
THE END.