The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1891-12-17

"Was she at the ball last nigntr ASKED
John with arrested attention.
eat the ballF she said. "She Il not
going out. You know whom / mean,
the little girl who did that preposterous
thing Of coming 10 America to earn her
own living rather than marry . marquis
with . pedigree yard long"
"What about her" asked John, with
foreboding qnietness. "SheS not sickH-
and all alone here"
"Well," and his sister told him Of
! Natalie and her sorrow over the loss Of
the bird she thought she must give away
10 some one 10 whom she felt indebted.
'You were ct ball In Paris where
she was" she concluded. ''She remem-
bers you quite well. She knew you a
once when she saw you here that day
you strolled In when she had brought
some embroidery home to me-"
II remember her" he answered dryly.
''And she remembers me, does Shel
That's not bad taste in her. Tell me Q
little more about her, I'm quite interest.
ed in her bold proceedings. like bold
pFOceedings-thAts what like about
that plaque Of yours, Washington at
Yorktown isn't itl'
And now It Il time Ia make Q confess
sion, which has been held back till the
last moment
It Is worth while 10 say that Natalie,
in her admiration Of the ways Of these
United States, had out-AmericAned the
Americana For year ago In Paris she
had seen at q reception in the colony .
New York man. He was not presented
to her, and apparently did not see her
the truth Of It was that he was . plain
man, and did sec her and admire her
vastly, but declined to know her, be-
cause her brother made much Of . title
and family pretensions, and patronized
the newness Of America.
But after that evening . strange feel
ing cana TO Natalie. She knew little
about America, thought the combined
fOrty odd states about the size Of Paris
and New York small corner. She came
to New York in search Of the man who
refused to be presented to her. Had she
not heard how American girls chose
their own husbands And how can you
choose husband II you do not 90 after
him, especially II he viii not come after
your
At any rate, she came to New York,
and the man was John Abingdon, Mrs.
E Plat Clayton's brother, who was not
. society man by any manner Of means,
though his sister dragged him to good
many places. Natalie became shy when
she found herself n ear him and saw the
foolishness Of all she had done. When
she was in her poorest fat she realized
that she could never be anything 10 him;
that mints Of money and the like divided
them, though he had become factor In
her life by this time, and
Wen, Eatalie's duplex was haTing and
doing its best to burst it, chimney that
night when some one knocked upon
her door. She thought that Cachstts
had done nothing for her, and that N.
Cumbersome Brown had sent . gen.
darme policeman to set her out in the
street. She saw Cachette in . cage be-
fore she saw who carried the cage, and
her fears were confirmed. Then she
looked at the man who had the cage, and
She did not know II she was in heaven or
Paris.
II told my sister l would stop for the
kerchief you are embroidering for her."
said John Arlington. at was too Geld
and too late for you to bring 1t. And
this bird-she said you had given yours
away But Natalie had darted for
ward and sprung open the door Of the
cage and out hoped Cachette, laughing
In his shrillest notes.
She caught the bird to her, spread out
one Of Its little wings. "Seei" she cried,
80 feather Is missingi Il Is the samel
Cachette, TAI bien de Ia joie de vous Voir.
q am delighted to see you.) You have
come back to mel It Is miracle; III
miraclei It was an revoir, and not
adieul Oh, monEeurr and she began
to weep as though her heart would
break, edging as far as possible away
from her visitor, with whom she was
now little angry q she was also . lit
tie angry with innocent Cachette, who
huttered out Of her grasp and perched
upon the window cornice where he
whistled like mad. In an hour John
Abingdon went straight home 10 his
sister. He had heard wonderful con-
fession, and he had made one not 90
wonderful. "Ameliai' he said with de-
cision, 81 am going TO the library to
write TO the Compile de Boncour, and l
wish you to bring Nile. de Boncour here
tomorrow and keep her here with you.
Do not ask me anything more now; / am
. little ratified. She will tell you every
thing when you 60 after her In the
morning, and go early, Amelia. I sec
you understand. That'ssquare, isn't itG'
It might be square. and In . circuitouS
way II had become %. For II had been
Q circle beforeit had been squarei--that
Is, the circle Of Cachette.