The morning call., 1892-11-18
A GHOSTLY BRIDAL,

The stagecoach which ran between Paris
and Marseiles had just reached Grenoble.
when the young Baron de Saint Andre
climbed up to the front seat.
Here he found a good looking fellow of
his own age, and stralghtway the two be-
came great friends. at the end of an hour
they began exchanging condolences after the
manner OF young men.
The scion Of noble stock was on his way
to Paris to buy an officers brevet. so as to
serve his country. as his ancestors had done
before him; the other, who was the son OF
rich tradesman. was also bound for Paris,
for the purpose. however, OF marrying an
heiress, the daughter OF an old friend of his
father.
ut is an even thingw cried the young
Baron, laughing. "a mere money matter
for each Of us. The little god Cupid has
no more concern In your business than in
mineW
"There you mistake" returned the other.
II have never seen Sylvia, but L fell in love
with her. once and forever, the first time |
laid eyes. upon her portrait Judge for
yourself"
he opened tortoise-shell case, and Saint
Andre exclaimed admiringly:
What an ANGEL Indeed my dear fell
low. you are very fortunate to have that
you"
II don't complain" said the bridegroom
elect, land now 1 am going TO sleep, il this
miserably, jolting concern will allow me.
| am expected to breakfast at my future
father-In-law's as soon as / reach Paris,
and as l shall then be presented to my be-
trothed want TO look as well as possible"
At the end of three DAYS and Two nights
the heavy stagecoach Numbered into the
metropolis and the two travellers went to
the nearest hotel and engaged two rooms,
in tending &c take a little rest Saint Andre
had just thrown himself upon the bed when
he heard deep groans In the next roOm and
on rushing in found his late companion roll
ing on the floor 10 agonies OF pain. The
servants were summoned, a physician was
brought in and the latter declared that the
patient was suffering from acute collie that
had probably been contracted before he left
home. and had been aggravated by the
fatigue of the journey. He pronounced the
malady very serious one, and so it proved,
for in spite OF every care the youth expired
az the end of an hour.
Saint Andre was overwhelmed by the
catastrophe, and when he found that he
could do no more for bis friend he stood
gazing sadly at the llfeless clay which lay
on the narrow bed In the bare hotel room.
Poor fellow! So young, SO gay, looking for
ward to bright future. aud now snatched
away without warning! What would the
fair bride-elect say when she heard Of this
tTageGyT
Saint Andre dreaded the bearing Of the
sad news to the family. but there was no
one else 10 perform the errand, and so he
set off, carrying with him the dead youths
satchel. When he reached the stately man.
sion the front door few open and two foot
men in livery came TO meet him. One re-
lieyed him of his satchel. the other took his
hat and cloak, and voice was heard ex-
Claiming joyfuiiy:
Monsieur, here is your son-in-law at
lastv'
Dear fellowP cried little, fat, white
haired man. rushing into the ball, ''lct me
embrace you?" And he clasped the new
conner rapturously TO his heart
As soon as be could get his breath Saint
Andre said hurriedly:
Pardon me, sir, but"
Il pardon you for being LATE" interrupted
the other. Look, 1t is IL o'clock and
breakfast is growing cold. Come In and
see my daughter. The little puss has been
watching the clock for hours, and is all ina.
patient to meet you"
lie pulled the young man into the break
fast-room as be spoke. and without pausinp
an instant added:
NY wife. Uncle Dorival, Aunt Dolarice,