Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1892-11-26

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of all others was Interest to him. He
tried from every direction to pave the
way for full confession. bnt whenever
he nelred the point Colonel Chenier
woull frighten him away by some lndi-
cation of resentfulness.
Julians training as a lawyer had
taughthlln the art of approaching point
by every manner of indirection and cir
cumlucutory device. He tried to edu-
cate Co.one CEenier by gradual ap-
proaches. so that finally the strange and
ugly truth. when it should be disclosed,
would not excite any undue passion. He
was patient, and he strove to be both
wise and cunning. OF course Colonel
Chenier did not dream of Julian's object.
But all the same lie WAS quite refractory;
he refused to be educated up to Julian's
notion Of what was pardonable on the
score of being military necessity or the
legitimate result of the excitement and
prejudice of civil war. He was a south
erner Of the old school-a believer in the
antebsllum past. a worshiper of chivalry
novation His pride went on high, old
fashioned stills. from which it would not
come down for anything. When at last
Julian did disclose his secret it was with
all the heroic swiftness and mercilessness
of a surgical operation
Colonel Chenier, he said, II am 60
ing to be well before long, and then |
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cago | feel that ought to say to you
before go that | love your daughter
Rosalie and desire to marry her.
Colonel Chenier looked grave, and did
not reply at -enoe. He was not taken by
surprise, but the matter was of such
vast import that in his Judgment it
ought to be proceeded with slowly.
"Have you Rosalie's CONSENT he at
last very deliberately inquired
Julian moved painfully upon his boil
sters and thus gained time to consider
of his answer. but he could frame no
evasive phrase; he simply said:
mo. but hope to get it,"
Colonel Chenier smiled grimly.
Girls are very uncertain, sir; very
uncertain Perhaps | would better re-
serve consideration of the question until
you are sure.
mo. responded Julian quickly, ''that
is Just what do not want you to do.
am sure. from reasons of my own, that
ought to know, before speak further
to her, how you would regard my mar
riage with your daughter,
Il regard you very highly, SIR said
Colonel Chenier, "and, so far rs | am
concerned. should be proud to call you
my son. 1t is for Rosalie herself to de-
eide the matter"
Julian lay for few delicious minutes
reveling in the exquisite charm of this
announcement. forgetful for the time Of
all that lay between him and his hearts
desire. Since his accident he had spent
most of his waking hours, when alone,
in thinking of Rosalie and conjuring up
a thousand absurd reasons for her
strange elusiveness. Sometimes he
caught the sound of her voice comm.
from other rooms as she went about the
house She sent flowers to him every
day. but AS yet she had not come to see
II am glad you are not against me"
he presently said: Il have been dreading
you terribly dreading you. 1t seemed
to me SO probable that you would oppose
me-so natural that you would not like
to have your daughter marry a-a-
marry one of Sherman's men,"
Colonel Chenier had been looking out
of the window which opened near Ju-
lian's couch. he now turned his eyes
upon the young mans face and in
tone of warm good fellowship said:
Il am a southerner, sir, but hope
am no fanatic, Why should object to
you on the ground that you We're on the
other side? The war is over and that is
sue is settled forever. A soldier, sir,
honors those who honorably fought
him."
"It is doubly noble in you to talk like
this, Colonel Chenier, exclaimed Julian,
"when personally you have suffered
SO much. Your home burned up, your
fortune torn from you and your ply
sique wrecked; and then your dead sons,
and"-
Colonel Chenier interrupted him with
gesture of command and said:
"All that fell from the hand of fate.
War is calamity. hold no grudge.
Let the dead past bury its dead"
Can you make that sentiment good,
Colonel Chenier? Can you bear up
against every temptation to hold
grudges" said Julian, trembling as he
spoke.
Eyes, sir, should call it unmanly to
rake over the embers of the war now to
crafty personal spite. hope / am on