The Penn's Grove record., 1894-11-02
AUNT DOLARICE WON.

GreD0ble, when the young Baron u'
Saint-Andre climbed up to the from
seat.
Here he found a good-looking fel
low of his own age, and straightwa!
the two became great friends. A
the end of an hour they began ex
changing condolences, after the man
ner OF youth.
The scion of noble stock was on hi
way to Paris to buy an officers brevet
So as to serve his country, as his an
ce ,tors had done before him; tn
other, who was the son of a ricf
tradesman. was also bound for Paris
for the purpose, however, of marrying
an heiress, the daughter of an Ole
friend Of his father.
alt is an even thing" cried thu
youxg Baron, laughingly. "a mer'
money matter for each of US, Thu
little god Cupid has no more concerl
In your business than in mine!"
There you mistake, F." returned the
other. II have never see Sylvia,
but fell In love with her, once AND
forever, the first time l laid eyes upon
her portrait Judge for yourself"
He opened a tortoise-shell case and
Saint Andre exclaimed admiringly:
"What an angel! Indeed, my deal
fellow, you are very fortunate to have
that charming, dainty creature picked
out for you"
II do not complain" said the bride
groom-elect: land now Pm going tc
sleep, If this miserable, jolting con
FERN will allow me. l am expected
to breakfast at my future father-in'
laws as soon as / reach Paris, and as
i shall then be presented as my be.
trothed, l want to look as well tC
possible"
At the end of three days and two
nights the heavy stage coach lun-
bered into the metropolis, and the
two travellers went to the nearest
hotel and engaged two rooms intend.
ing to take a little rest. Saint An.
Dire had just thrown himself upon the
bed, when he heard deep groans in
the next room, and on rushing in,
found his late companion rolling on
the floor in agonies of rain. The ser
wants were summoned, "a physician
was brought in, and the latter de-
clared that the patient was suffering
f:om acute collie, which had probably
been contracted before he left home,
and had been aggravated by the ia.
tigue of the journey. He pronounced
the malady a very serious one; ana
go it proved, for in spite of every care,
the youth expired at the end of an
hour.
Saint-Andre was overwhelmed by
the cata strophe, and when he found
tnat he could do nothing more for
his friend, he stood gazing sadly at
the lifeless clay which lay on the mar
row bed in the bare hotel room. Poor
fellow! So young, so gay, looking
forward to a bright future, and now
snatched away without warning!
What would the fair bride-elect say
when she heard of this tragedy?
Saint Andre dreaded the bearing OF
the sad news to the family, but there
was no one else to perform the GRAND.
n so he set off, carrying the dead
yOuGnS SaUcnel.
When he reached the stately man.
sion the front door flew open and two
footlnen in livery came to meet him.
One relieved him of his satc{lel,-the
other took his hat and cloak, and a
voice was heard exclaiming joyfully:
''Monsieur, here is your s~on-in-law
at last"
'Dear fellow". cried a little fat,
white-haired man, rushing into the
hall, ''let me embrace you," and he
clssped the newcomer rapturously to
his heart
As soon as he could get his breath
Saint Andre said, hurriedly.
pardon me, sir, but
al pardon you for being late" in.
terrupted the other. 'Lsok, it is II
o'clock, and breakfast is growing
cold. Come In and see my daughter.
The little puss has been watching
the clock for hours, and is Impatient
to meet YOU"
He pulled the young man into the
breakfast room IS he spoke, and with.
out pausing an instant, added:
MY wife, Uncle Dorival, Aunt
Dolarice, here is the son-in-law at last;
Sylvia, my child, bid him wei.
come"
81 beg pardon, SIR" cried Saint
Andre but again his host interrupted
him.
Don't tell Inc that you want to
draw back at the last moment, my
dear fellow! Everything has been
arranged by my esteemed friend, yodr
father; bot II you have any objection
70 urge, / win hear it later; bad news
cin always keep Now let us sit down
t, breakfast at once, and be merry.
Sit by me, son-in-law, and give ue
your opinion of this pigeon bis uc. =
Tho visitor was young and very
hungry, having tasted since mid
night Tho shock at his conpanioiIs
sudden death had unnerved him some
what, and so, for the tine being, he
yielded to the force OF circumstances.
'Come what will" he said to, hiaa-
self, II cannot bear to put a duln-
cner upon tho Joy Of these good peo-
pie; at least, not until they have had
Lhsir breakfast"
lie Joined, therefore, In the general
mcrlment, smiled swoetly upJa
LluShlng Sylvia, the brlde-ciect, ard
replied unhesitatingly to his Supposed
future father-inlaw's inquiries.
"LIow is your Aunt Armande, my
SOM" asked the old man suddenly.
~ remember her a charming young
woman; when l was 20 / came near
falling in love with herl We must
keep In her good graces, for she Will
leave a snug little sum to her
nephew"
"Dear aunt" exclaimed tho youth
in a tone Of deep affection, " hope
she will enjoy life fer many,N many
years longer" and his pious wisilf~sS
rewarded With tender glance A
Sylvia's 5ark eyes. SAINT Do,al
az l.sense to aim With d"''shs