Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1894-10-24

some things, but they seem to have lit
tie respect for paternal authority. But
we will speak no more Of that. Now
that you are here you will allow me to
present you as a future physician at
Ligny, thus guaranteeing your ability
''But, dad, I have my diploma. "
''Our friends would laugh at that or
at two diplomas. 1t is for me to assure
them of your ability and for you to
verify it. Well, let us learn what they
think of you. You shall make with me
your first round Of visits"
A moment after father and son were
seated side by side in carriage which
was being rapidly borne along by the
vigorous horses attached to it.
Laurent smoked cigar with an air
of satisfaction. Paolo, pleased within
his heart at seeing his country again,
turned about to look it over.
Suddenly the carriage turned sharply
into an avenue fanked by poplar trees
the avenue that Paolo had followed
with Rosetta under the starlit sky. II
was the road to Revigny. Yonder in the
distance was to be perceived the village,
with the pretty houses rising from the
rivers bank At sight of it hundred
tender memories awoke in the heart Of
the young man, and Rosetta's charming
face as he had seen it last came be-
tween him and the landscape.
The carriage turned into the drive,
drew up before the fifth house, and Fa-
ther Laurent, checking the horses, de-
scended to the earth.
"Your first patient is here" he said
simply.
Then he pushed the cottage door open
and entered. Paolo followed him into a
large room upon the lower floor. A cry
burst from the young man. Upon an
iron bedstead, curtained with lace, Ro-
setta lay in half slumber. There was
all indescribable expression Of sadness
upon her sweet face Beside her sat he1
white haired parents.
Father Laurent advanced to the bed,
laying his rough, toll worn hand upon
the girls forehead.
Rosetta, my child, arouse yourself. y
The girl trembled, passed her hand
over her brow as if to Danish some i'm
Fortunate dream, and then as her dim
eyes opened was stupefied to see the
good face and gray whiskers Of Father
Laurent and to hear the worthy man
say:
81 have come, Rosetta, to give your
parents hope. They have consulted sew
eral physicians who comprehend nothing
of what ails you. I therefore have
taken the liberty of sending to Paris fol
a doctor, young man Of whom much
good is said and whom I guarantee
He was not able to say more just then
tho words died in his throat-but,
thrusting forward his son, he cried:
"Come, doctor, take her again-cure
her!"
Rosetta lifted her azure eyes to the
doctor, recognizing him instantly.
"You, Paolol My Paolo! Is it you?
And you have returned to me? Oh, if
could only live! You will stay near mel
Oh, my Paolo, my delight! You are a
doctor and will save me! In your care
shall be saved!"
The-poor child was feverishly happy.
Bright color showed upon her cheeks.
An enchanting smile came to the trem.
bling lips In that moment no man who
had loved her could resist her.
EYES," said Paolo, covering her hand
with kisses, "you shall be saved. I am
the cause Of your illness, and will be
your cure. Thank God have arrived in
timep'
Six months afterward Paolo LAUREN,
and Rosetta Dounet were united in mar
riage at Revigny. The operatives o.
Ligny gave great ovation to the forgt
masters son and his bride, SO fair un
der her long veil. Then Father Laurent
said to the old Dounets, pointing to thu
happy young couple:
"You recollect, Dounet, the day 70,
came to the Office to speak Of the sicl
girl, of your Rosetta? You remember
promised you would accomplish ALI?
EYES," responded the vine dresser
IT recollect also the old proverb, Tht
word Of blacksmith is worth the oatl
Of king.
Exactly so, said Laurent, straight
ening himself.
Extending toward the young couple
the large hand of an honest man, he re
! peated:
Exactly so, The word Of black
smith is worth the oath Of q king. -
From the italian Of Augusta Faure.