Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1892-05-19

5iid OF supper he disc5verea mat she was
wearing a white dress with forgetme-
nots in il.
The table was cleared by native ser
want, who seemed all red cheeks and
new boots. Hill went of to superintend
the business of the inn. Philip was left
alone with Jeanne. She told him to
smoke and he was obedient; he also
made her tell him other things.
Yes. she had been to school at Nun
nisham-rather too good school for
her, she was afraid, but her mother had
wished it. Her mother had taught her
French and little music. Music and
drawing were the best things, she
thought. but she liked some books. She
owned that it was lonely at the inn. IL
am glad you came," she confessed
frankly.
Jeanne" said Philip, 81 heard you
humming line or two of 'Jadis' before
supper, didn't |? wish You would sing
it to me-" She agreed at once, crossing
the room to little cottage piano-rather
worn out instrument, but still piano.
The melody-plaintive, gentle, childish
of Jeanne's sweet voice and the sad
ness of the words, with their quaint,
pensive refrain, did not miss their ef-
feet
For nothing further here burn;
A Joy once lost cannot return.
My heart asks only to be blessed
With an everlasting rest.
He thanked her; he had liked that
very much. Why" he asked, "were
you startled when you saw me?"
because you are dream come true.
| saw your face in dream last night
as clearly as | see you now. All this
time l have been feeling as if l had
known you before"
Really" he said. He had not quite
believed it. "How many things come
true! One says things about the short
ness of time or the certainty of death so
often that they lose all meaning; then
when one grows old or lies dying the
platitudes get to have terrible force
they come true"
She was struck by that; she kept her
eyes fixed on his and he kept on talking
to her. He did not, as the time wore
ON, always mean quite SO much as he
said, and she meant much more than
she said. That is common difference
between man and a woman on such
occasions. 1t seemed to her that now
for the first time she really lived.
| ierhf
Philip had some chat with her father
about her.
81 expect that she will be engaged
very soon, sir" he said "a young man
called Banks-William Banks-is anx.
ious, and has spoken to me, and she likes
him."
''Now, Iwonder," thought Philip as he
went up stairs, "why she never ever
limited that to me. M'yes, l see."
Next morning after breakfast he wen
away, taking with him few forget
menots, pleasant memory and just thu
faintest possible feeling of remorse
They all faded.
n y
Jeanne had seemed so quiet and de
pressed of late that her father, in orde
to cheer her up, had invited Mr.. VIII
liam Banks to spend the evening.
Mr.. Banks was small shopkeeper il
Nunnisham. and considered to be nj
mean wag by those who knew him. Ye
he felt unable to cheer her up. Sup
posing we had bit of toon, Jenny,
he suggested at last.
She was quite docile. She played on
thing after another. Suddenly she be
gan "Jadis."
II don't understand French myself,
Mr.. Banks remarked. but the words o
song don't matter" She had neve
thought much about the words hersel
before. But now
Since no more his love be
Nothing further peases me.
Her voice faltered little, but she SAN
, on to the end of the verse
My heart asks only to be blessed
, With an everlasting rest.
Yes, the song had "come true" jus
there she gave way and began to cry
! little.
A week afterward Mr.. Banks al
nounced that his attentions to Miss Hi
! were at an end.-Speaker.