San Saba County news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1874-19??, 1893-01-27

tered she usual blessing IN Latin and
the unsuspeoting Marie began her
confession.
Mon pere, l am so miserable
why my child?' said Jean won
dering what on earth he should say
when she had finished
Because l have driven Jean lis
sot TO sea He loves me. and | have
served him as l served them all
laughed at him. l cannot help it
father I am coquette. It is my
.pature. [ want to make them love
me. l love to hear them say they
love me. and then l laugh at them.
All but you were right father You
told me | should do it once too often;
| have done it now. | shall never
laugh again. said Marie with a sob.
Did you lOvo him tben?' asked
that wicked Jean.
Love him? l am dying Of love for
him. l shall die unless he comes
back. can not live without Jean.
+ On! father l never loved any man
but Joan; he is my first and my last
OH what shall do?''
/ What answer that rascal. Jean
would have made 10 this question
wrung from Marie's heart in the ago
ny Of her remorse will never be known
for at that instant the sacristy door
opened. and simultaneously Jean
jumped in. bolted out OF the confess
sional almost into the old priests
arms as he came towards it aud down
the aisle as fast as his legs would car
ry him.
The priest amazed at such extra.
ordinary conduct pulled aside the
curtain to see if any one was kneeling
at the grating. saw Marie, whom he
recognized, sobbing her heart out
and seating himself in his part asked
in establishment;
my dear child what does this
mean? Who is that mani
What man. father? have seen
no one but you" sobbed Marie.
But have only Just come into
church"
Haven't been confessing to you
father" said poor Marie in an agony
of terror
No a young man in blue jersey
rushed ont of the confessional as l
came into church; it looked like Jean
Tissot said the priest
oh father! l shall die OF shame
now. Oh! what will become of me?
l have been confessing TO you as
thought that I loved him. Oh! I
wish were dead. would have died
before l would have said what l have
just been saying to any one bpt you
Poor child. Tell me all about it "
said Pere Legrand.
So poor Marie made her confession
a secoad time feeling more shame
aud modification than despair this
time.
What shall do fathorP" she COZ
cluded.
':Nothingi leave it to Jean to act.
But promise me you will forgive
him"
Marie gave the required promise
and shortly after the priest dismissed
her telling her to send Tissot to him
ii she met him as he had committee
a very grave sin.
There were several people in this
church now waiting for the service at
seven but Jean was not amongst
them. Marie finished her devotions
and then. not knowing whether shG
most hoped or feared TO meet Jean.
left the church.
1t was getting dusk now but il
was light enough for her to distingu-
ish Jeans handsome face waiting for
her in the porch as she closed the
church door.
The hot blood rushed into her
cheeks her heart beat violently; the
end of all things seemed at hand;
would the ground open and swallow
her upP
The ground showed no such incIi-
nation.
A mans arms opened and folded /
her to his heart
AT last Marie! You can never |
deceive me again. know the truth
now. No you shall not stir from.
here till you promise to be my wife.
whispered Jean kissing her passion.
ately.
lie. me go Jean. Some one will
see US"
i don't care who sees US. Pom.
ise" snid Jean.
4 promjse. Now let me go. And
you go to Pere Legrand he is wait
ing for you Oh Jean. how dreadful
ly wicked you have been. I don't
know what the priest won't do to
you. said Marie who thought by
making the most of Jeans offenso to
cover her own confession.
oh Marie! l am so happy; can't
be sorry did it Must go TO the
priest?'
Yes unless you would rather go
to Havre. " said Marie archly
Well come and wait for ma"
said Jean who did not relish this
visit. However. he went into the
and Marie waited for hip.
4 shan't play that trick again
Marie, as long as live. he whispered
when he came out
There is no need to do it again"
answered Marie And Jean Tissos
never went to sea
And Tierre and Jacques aud Robert
wondered what arts he had employed
10 win his bride; but that secret was
,ne neither they nor any ono else in
St Senior ever discovered. Sat
Evening Post
Positive, Comparative. superlative.
She was going over the jail with a
leputy.
Whit is that?" she asked, point
ng to one of the apartments on the
iecond tier.
That's a cell Miss. replied the
leputy, politely though he had al
'eady answered about thousand as
nipple questions.
And the one below it?n
8 That's cell too
And what's that down stairs2"
That's a cellar. and the deputy
llmost gagged on his own Joke but
he girl didn't notice it.