The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1892-02-27
HIS son AND HER SON.

HIS son AND HER SON.
The snow had been falling all day
long, and the dark November weather
had changed the streets of Paris to dis
NAL drains for the melting fakes
An omnibus stopped at the head of
PROXY street. and from its aristocratic
interior stepped a twelve-year-old boy
with a morocco satchel under his arm.
BE ran to the door of an elegant house,
and the next moment was Gathering up
tie marble steps to the vestibule.
Is mother homes" he asked of the
servant, as she helped him off with his
wet overcoat and leggings.
mo, was the answer. "Her ladyship
has not come in"
~Andmy sistersT
Miss Christine and Miss Yvonne are
dn the reception room with Diana and
Eheir dolls"
In the reception room he found Chris
tine seated before a cheerful fire.
--Oh, how glad | am that you have
got homer she cried, throwing her arms
shout his neck. 1--WE are so lonelyi
Father went out after breakfast, and
mother about the time you left for
school Father came back with some
cakes, but he went right out again"
ri have been thinking of father and
4n0ther all schooltime. Something is
wrong Have you not noticed, Chris
aneY
~Mother seemed q little put out with
fR<beT. But that is nothing new. have
noticed that this lorg time"
Eyes, cried little six-year-old Yvonne,
4 have often seen papa crying when
caught him in the study and put my
hands over his eyes. Ever since the lady
In red"-
-<Wh6t b ank she b chattering
HhoutF Interrupted the boy. with a
superior air.
eTohne was touched in her feminine
weak spot II know it better than you,
for l was with mamma We were
coming out of the Louvre shops, and
had my balloon-the one you broke
You should say burst" said he
hnother. Taking no notice. the child
Went on with her story:
Then mamma said to Firmin, L am
going to walk across the Palais Royal:
have the carriage for us before the
Bourse.'
Christine and Gaetan looked at each
other, hardly able to keep from laugh
ing. But Yvonne kept on with her re-
factions
II know what 1 saw, at any rate. And
When we met papa with the lady in red,
mAmma drew me away and squeezed
my wrist so hard she hurt me-"
"What lady in red?' exclaimed Chris
lzne.
There, nowi" cried Yvonne. ~per-
Asps you'll believe ma And the lady
Rad an elegant bonnet, and a gold veil
md a silk parasol. and, and
But Gaetan jumped up suddenly, ex-
'E1aiming: Don't listen to her nonsense!
Why should not papa walk with a lady
az ladies come here on mammals Thurs
days, and she and pa don't get angry
Oyer them
~Of course not" said Christine.
The hours creep on. the Greek theme
f. written and Ovid in a fair way to be
converted into bad French, when loneli-
meas proves too much for Gaetan's phi
aosophy and he gets up to rejoin his sister
by the fire.
Just then several quick. sharp peals of
de bell were heard. and a young and
Beautiful woman soon made her appear
Ance. The children had hardly finished
o stormy but afTectionate welcome to
zheir mother when the door again
opened and their father came in He re-
Aeiyed the children's caresses in an alb
Nsxacted way. and turning to the count
- said with some emotion:
~Clotilde, we must arrange our affairs
zBamediately. Take the children out
md come back here, beg Of you"
"As you like" she said
Left alone, Count Bellefontaine took
- code from the table and opened it at
Articles l448 and 1449, and read: 1.-The
rite who has obtained decree Of sep
ARation from bed and board assumes the
I Ehee control Of her property. She must
Dontribute to the expense Of educating
- children Of the marriage. II her
Hnsband has no property she must bear
- whole Of this expense"
He closed the book and leaned on the
nHanfel with his back to the fire. 81
Lent care for the money. but the
15dren- None of them is to go with
- The Judge so ordered. and they are
- b brought 20 see me once q month.
~ II Iwere no longer their father, be-
1900 No confederation Temptation,
don. weakness never
1kSn into account, and then In three
- divorce unless Clotilde should
etvn She'll never do that. Tor tshe
- 0Aceen tkis cotrse-r
Thaak you. ClptildA You have MOI
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