Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1892-04-16
HER son AND HIS.

long. and the dark November weather
had changed the streets of Paris to dis
nal drains for the melting flakes.
An omnibus stopped at the head OF
Prony street, and from its a~ristocratiC
interior stepped q l3~-year-old boy with
a morocco sachel under his arm. He
ran to the door of an elegant house,
and the next moment was gathering
up the marble steps into the vestibule,
rs mother home?" he asked Of the
servant, as she helped him of with his
wet overcoat aud leggins.
NO" was the answer. "Her lady.
ship has not come in"
"And my sisters?"
miss Christine and Miss Yvonne are
I'm the reception-room with Diana anC
their dolls
In the reception-room he found
Christine seated before a cheerful fire
'Oh, how glad | am that YOU hav,
got home" she cried, throwing her
arms about his neck. We are ~
lonely. Father went out after break
fast. and mother about the time YOU
left for school. Father came back with
some cakes, but he went right Out
again"
II have been thinking of father anC
mother all schooltime. Something i:
wrong. Have You not noticed, Chris
tine?'
Mother seemed a little put out with
father. But that is nothing new.
have noticed that this long time"
No ~ rr:.I lttla q ,-aa. ill y,,pnn
81 have often seen papa crying when
caught him in the study aud put my
hands over his eyes. Ever since the
lady in red"
What is that she is chattering
about?" interrupted the boy, with q
superior air.
Yvonne was touched in her feminine
weak spot. Il know it better thar
you, for | was with mamma. We were
coming out of the Louvre shops, and
had my balloon-the one YOU broke
you should say burst" said her
brother.
Taking no notice, the child went OF
with her story:
Then mamma said to Fermin, Il an
going to walk across the Palais Royal
have the carriage for us before tn,
Bourse."
Christine ami Gaetan looked at each
other, hardly able to keep from laugh
ing. But Yvonne kept on with her re-
Elections.
Il know what | saw, ut any rate
And when we met papa with the lady
in red, NJ drew me away ant
squeezed my wrist SO hard she hur
me-"
what lady in redo" exclaimed Chris
tine.
"There, noww cried Yyonne, per
haps you'll believe me. And the lad,
had an elegant bonnet and a gold veil
and a silk parasol. and, and"
But Gaetan jumped up suddenly, ex
claiming: Don't listen TO her non
sense! Why should not papa wall
with a lady in red if he wants to.
There are plenty of ladies who com
here on mammals Thursdays, and sh'
and pa don't get angry over them"
"Of course not" said Christine.
The hours crept on, the Greek theme
is written and Ovid is in q fair way I,
be converted into bad French, whei
loneliness proves too much for GaetanI
philosophy, and he gets up to rejoin hi
sister by the fire.
Just then several quick. sharp peals
of the bell were heard, and a youns
and beautiful woman soon made he.
appearance. The children had hardl,
finished a stormy but affectionat'
welcome TO their mother, when tn,
door again opened and their fathe
came in. He received the children's
caresses in an distracted way, anc
turning 20 the Countess, said, witt
some emotion:
"Clotilde, we must arrange oul
affairs Immediately. Take the child
rem out and come back here, i be!
of you
"As you like" she said.
Left alone, Count Bellefontaine too
the code from the table and opened !
at articles l44S and 14i9, and read
"The wife who has obtained a deere,
of separation from bed and board rs
sumes the free control of her property
She must contribute TO the expense o
educating the children Of the mar
riage. If her husband has no property
she must bear the whole of this ex
pense.'
He closed the book and leaned on tn
mantel with his back TO the fire. "
donf care for the money, but the chill
dren. None of them are To 90 with me
The Judge SO ordered, and they are 4
lo f-o.wtt ~ San mn nn.a an nantfh
A. ii ! were no LONGER their father. be
cause-ro consideration! temptation
passion, weakness neye
taken into account, and then In thre
years divorce -unless Clotilde shonl'
forgive. She'll never do that, for sh'
has chosen this course"
Thank YOU, Clotilde. You have no
kept me waiting. Here are the key
of my secretary. You will find cas-
and title,deeIs all safe"
"And how about yourself? How ar
YOU to live? Though | have beel
wronged, | bear your name, and cal
not permit you to suffer"
@I.thank you, Clotilde. for your com
miseration, but | a not accept it a
your hands,"
$50, having broken your faith, yol
wish now TO play the magnanimous!"
Remember that ! have been defeat
cd. am punished enough"
"That Is SO. But that punishment
weighs upon me too. and more heayil,
than YOU imagine. The sight Of IN.
ruined home. the publicity of all. an,
the scandal aloat-" :
@You were infsxible.'
"My dignity was at stake, sirl"
sSay your PRIDE"
Eyes, aud my hate. Iooald not FOL
| give you for giving me u rival"
"A rival. l have told you q hundre'
| ti.aao hnxv "A was Van wara off In m