Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-07-11

ranks of their fellows by teaching them to
read and write. Alone and unaided he
labored for his afflicted fellow-creatures,
prepared to sacrifice to their welfare his life
and fortune.
The young man observed by Camille was
one of the Abbe's first pupils. He was the
son of the Marquis de Maubray.
VIII.
1t goes without saying that neither
Camille nor her uncle knew anything either
of the Able de PEpee, or his new method.
Camille's mother would assuredly have dis
covered it, had she lived long enough. But
Chardonneux was far from Paris; the Chev-
alier did not take the Gazette nor, if he had
taken it, would he have read it. Thus few
leagues of distance, a little Incidence, or
death, may produce the same result.
Upon Camille's return from the opera,
she was possessed with but one idea. She
, made her uncle understand that she wished
for writing materials. Although the good
man wanted his supper, he ran to his
chamber, and returned with piece of board
and morsel of chalk, relics of his old love
for building and carpentry.
Camille placed the board upon her knee,
then made signs to her uncle that he should
sit by her and write something upon it.
Laying his hand gently upon the girls
breast, he wrote, in large letters, her name,
Camille, after which, well satisfied with the
evenings work, he seated himself at the
supper table.
Camille retired as soon as possible to her
own room, claspiRg her board in her arms.
Having laid aside some of her, fnery, and
let down her hair, she began 70 copy with
great pains and care the word which her
uncle had written After writing it many
times, she succeeded in forming the letters
very fairly. What that word represented
to her, who shall say?
1t was glorious night of July. Camille
had opened her window, and from time to
time paused in her self-imposed task to gaze
out, although the "view'' was but dreary
one. The window overlooked a yard in
which coaches were kept. -Four or five huge
carriages stood side by side beneath she'd
Two or three others stood in the center of
the yard, as if awaiting the horses which
could be heard kicking in the stable. The
court was shut in by closed door and high
walls.
Suddenly Camille perceived, beneath the
shadow of heavy diligence, human form
pacing to and fro. A feeling of fear seized
her. The man was gazing intently at her
window. In few moments Camille had
regained her courage. She took her
lamp in her hand, and, leaning from the
easement, held it so that its light illumined
the court. The Marquis de Maubray (for
it was he), perceiving that he was discov-
cred, sank on his knees and clasped
his hands, gazing at Camille mean
while with an expression of respect
ful admiration. Then he sprang
up, and nimbly clambering over
two or three intercepting vehicles, was in
few minutes within Camille's room, where
his first act was to make her profound
bow. He longed for some means of speak
ing to her, and, observing upon the table
the board bearing the written word
Camille, he took the piece of chalk and
proceeded to write beside that name his own
Pierre.
"Who are you and what are you doing
here?" thundered wrathful voice. It was
that of Uncle Giraud, who at that moment
entered the room and bestowed upon
the intruder a torrent of abuse. The
Marquis calmly wrote something upon
the board, and handed it to Uncle Giraud,
who read with amazement the following
words: 81 love Mademoiselle Camille, and
wish to marry her. 1 am the Marquis de
Maubray; will you give her to me?'
The uncle's wrath abated.
IVY ell fenarKeu ne TO nlmSelf as the
recognized the youth he had seen at the
opera-"for going straight to the point, and
getting through their business quickly. I
never saw the like of these dumb folkr'
TX.
The course of true love, for once, ran
smooth. The Chevalier's consent to this
highly desirable match for his daughter
was easily obtained Much more difficult
was it to convince him that it was possible
to teach deaf mutes to read and write.
Seeing, however, is believing. One day,
two or three years after the marriage, the
Chevalier received letter from Camille.
which began thus: 'Oh, father! 1 can
speak. not with my mouth, but with nv
hand"
She told him how she had learned to do
this, and to whom she owed her new. born
speech-the good Able de PEpee. She
described to him the beauty of her baby,
and affectionately besought him to paw a
visit to his daughter and grandchild.
After receiving this letter, the Cheyalier
hesitated for long time.
$50, by all means" advised Uncle
Giraud, when he was consulted. "Do you
not reproach yourself continually for having
deserted your wife at the ball? Will YOU
also forsake your child, who longs to see
you? Let us go together. consider it most
ungrateful of her not to have included me
in the invitation. I"
"He is right" reflected the Chevalier.
81 brought cruel and needless suffering
upon the best of women. left her to die
frightful death, when ought to have been
her preserver. If this visit to Camille in
wolves some pain to myself, that is but
merited chastisement will taste this
bitter pleasure; I will 60 and see my child"
x.
In the pretty boudoir of house in the