Arizona republican., 1892-03-23

ullSoeIaIOn, Dul cunuOt accept iI dt your hands"
 "So having broken your faith, you wish now to play the magnanimousr
 "Remembcr that have been defeated. am punished enough"
 That is so. But that punishment than you imagine, The sight of my ruined home, the publicity of all and the scandal afloatr
 You were inilexible."
 My dignity was at stake. sir"
 "Say your pride"
 "Yes, and my hate 1 could not forgive you for giving me rival"
 "A rivall have told you hundred times how it was. You were of in the country, nursing your mother, You had all the children, and there was alone in Paris for months, with nothing to do and bored to death Then the oppor- tunity came.
 "However, enough of this. 1 shall say nothing further than is necessary, and hope you will spare me any more recriminations But promise me that you will not try to alienate the children from me, for am still their father"
 'l promise
 Very well, have only to bid good by. You have judged me strictly and have given me blow for blow. l cant complain, for the law is on your side.
 "Will you call the children and let me kiss them before l go?''
 Are you going away" she exclaimed, in alarm, clinging to him.
 The count faced about and saw Yvonno sleering heavily in her mothers arms. He drew her close to him and gently kissed her.
 "Yes," he answered. "l am going on a journey-a rather long one-little girl, but shall be back soon and find you quite grown up."
 As the two little girls left the room Gaetan rushed in. He brushed by the countess, gathered up his books and ex- ercises and hastily bundled them into his satchel.
 Are you not going to kiss mel" asked his father. Don't you know that am going away"
 Wait till get my things" he said.
 Then he took the satchel and fastened it on his fathers valise by the straps.
 What are you doing, Gaetan?" asked the countess. Did l not tell you that your father was in haste?"
 Gaetan strengthened himself up and turned toward his mother, saying, in a tone of resolute defiance, "I must cer- tainly take my books. for l am going with father!"
 In fain the countess held out her arms to him. He only cried still more vehe. mently, No, no; l do not love you heard you driving papa away"
 His father tried in turn to draw him toward his mother, saying gently, My boy, be reasonable; you are causing your mother much pain"
 But in the middle of his nervous fury the boy suddenly sank to the floor and lay at his length upon the carpet, crying over and over again, Papa, papa" as though his heart would break.
 The count lifted him and placed him in the great armchair, and his mother in great agitation kneeled by his side. But with violent movement of his arm the boy pushed her rudely away.
 "Who could have told Gaetan such stories?" asked the count.
 Nobody has told me anything" said Gaetan through his tears. They took us in to dinner, but saw John packing valise and 1 came back. The door of the room was open and got behind the screen. And when heard mamma scolding you and found that she had taken her keys, made up my mind not to love her and to go away with you"
 My boy, you did very wrong to listen and you did not understand what your mother said. Be quiet and believe what tell you. have given her the keys because l am going away"
 "Come, my dear, my Gaetan, papa is telling the truth. He will return in q few days"
 "Why do you say that, mamma? l heard father say he would never return, even to come and see us. Besides, Yvon- ne warned us. She has often caught papa crying in his study"
 "Ah," said the countess. "You wept! Why did you hide that and let me think you wrapped in your proud inscnsibil- ity?"
 Because you would have laughed at my distress, and would not give you the pleasure of seeing my tears"
 Both parents were now kneeling by the side of their boy, and the countess was gazing into her husbands eyes as though she would read his very soul.
 "You see very well that must go with him." said the boy. You will have Christine and Yvonne, and it is not fair to leave him alone"
 "So you refuse to stay with me" said the countess.
 "Yes, because you are so mean.
 And suppose give the keys back to your father and make him stay here"
 "Oh, my dear, good mammal"
 The boy had passed one arm around his mothers neck, his other one being still around his fathers, so that he held them both in one embrace.
 "Then, mamma, as you have made him cry, kiss him and then l will kiss you with all my heart"
 "Clotilde" begged the count, over come, "for our boys sake!'
 "Yesl And for yours, too" sighed the countess, letting her head fall upon her husbands shoulder.-Boston Globe.