Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1892-09-03

"And l wish you to wear 1t for its
memorys sake; don't ever take it off,
Miss Chenier, it will bring you good
fortune" exclaimed Julian. Promise
me you won't ever take it of, will your"
This last sentence was more trembling
prayer than light remark. Before Mrs.
Roosevelt could formulate clever sem
tence with which to prevent it, Rosalie
answered:
"Yes, / will always wear it il you de-
sire it. You couldn't ask anything easier
as return for your generous thought
fulness in bringing it to me-"
Mrs. Roosevelt caught her breath and
looked helplessly at her niece.
Julian recognized in Rosalie's voice
the ring of utter simplicity; 1t was very
charming, but just then he would have
preferred touch of artfulness or even
coquetry. 1t seemed to him that 1t was
high time for her to understand what he
meant and to leave off this childish way
of literal Interpretation. In fact, con-
sideration of this Provencal cross had
made her an unsophisticated mountain
maid again.
A young man who is thoroughly in
love sees many evidences Of originality,
individuality and rare personality in his
sweetheart, just as mother sees those
qualities in her babe. Julian, as he fondly
gazed down upon the girls bright shape
ly head and prettily dropping shoulders,
thought her the very flower Of womanly
beauty.
An hour later, when Mrs. Roosevelt
had gone to the parlor to entertain some
old lady visitors, Julian enticed Rosalie
to the veranda. Northern persons in the
south enjoy to the full the luxury Of
those broad verandas. The novelty Of
sitting in the open air in midwinter has
its charm, disconnected from any inf1u-
ence of vines and trees and flowers and
the balm of semitropical breezes. The
southerners laugh at the extremes to
which northern people go in response to
the warm influence of the climate, as,
for instance, when youthful dandies af-
feet the cool, airy garb of midsummer in
January. or when young ladies go upon
the streets in white dresses and water
ing place hats.
But Julian was not aware of any other
motive than a desire to be quite alone
with Rosalie when he drew her to the
veranda. He took the banjo along and
asked her to sing. When in q girlish,
almost gleeful, voice she began Julian
Joined in with his clear tenor voice, she
stopped in the midst and said:
"Why, where did you learn my little
songS"
"A French artist with whom spent
some time at Agen was all the while
singing it," he replied. tits fascinat-
ing jingle wonder if it ever was a
Provencal song?
II don't know" she replied; papa has
sung it ever since can remember, but
always in French"
II think should like your father very
much. want some excuse for going to
see him as pass through north Georgia
on my way home. Can't you invent
some good reason9"
Are you going soon?" she quickly in
quired. The thought made her home
sick.
Not very soon." he replied; mot if
If can help it.
He stammered because there came a
rush of thoughts. His going or staying
was dependent upon her answer to q
question he meant to submit for her
consideration. He looked into her in
scrutable young face, and was afraid; SO
much hung upon the outcome of his pur-
posed venture; if she should refuse him,
what then? He saw that the color of his
life would be caught from her answer.
But he could not procrastinate-pusha and
rush was the spirit of his education
Now or never had been his motto.
He had drawn his chair close to hers.
II need not stay much longer" h,
added; "all my business here is measur
ably finished. and have affairs in Chi
cago that will soon demand my atten
ton; but / cannot go before Mr.. Eli
returns from Florida with Sir Edmond
Kane to close up the compromise W,
have effected"
He saw her start as he mentioned FL
lis name; the blood slowly left her cheek
her eyelids drooped sadly; thoughtful
creases came in her forehead under tn
shining fringe of curls. A vague panl
Of jealousy shot through his breast.
Miss Chenier." he murmured, "whei
sat upon the wall of the old chateau a
Provence, as the sweet shades of twiligh
gathered round me. | often heard you
voice as if you were calling me back
Did you ever want to see me while wa
goneY'
She looked up quickly, wholly comm,
back from painful recollections, but he
eyes fell before his troubled. burning
gaze.
II have loved you from the first" h
added passionately. land must tell yol
so. YOU
Hush, sir, hush-you must not-I can
not listen-please"
She put forth her hand as If to thrus
him far away from her, but the tende
Quaver of her voice doubled his ecstasy.
You have already heard, he exclaim
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