The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1894-05-16


from the top of a long fight of stone
steps.
His wound was made the pretext for a
thousand little attentions from his
fiancee.
Marcelle put the sugar in his tea, stir
red it, and believe had her aunt's back
been turned she would have tasted it for
him, the roguel
Suddenly as Aunt Herisson read she
became very pale and trembled with
emotion. She held the paper close to
her lamp and then dashed If onto the
floor.
"What is it," asked NJ. de Saint Juirs.
alt is, monsieur, that do not wish an
assassin in my house" And turning to
George, $50 Immediately, never TO rc-
turn -
NJ. de Saint-Juirs took up the paper
and read aloud the paragraph of yester-
days duel, and of George receiving a
wound.
Profound silence followed.
Aunt Herisson watched George and
said al last angrily;
"Do you deny it, monsieur
"No, madame"
"Then have told yon what to do
Mareelle commenced to sob.
"Marcelle, 90 to your room ~
at is not possible" said George, in a
voice ehoked with emotion.
@Go,T
Marcelle went to her lovers side, and
with tranquil courage saidi in shollow
voice:
George, We must say goodby. love
you and will never love any one but you.
Embrace me-"
The aunt was horrifed at this audac-
ity-to see an assassin embrace her niece
before her eyes.
Marcelle threw last look at her low
er and reached the door as her fathers
voice said:
"Stay, Marcelle"
The aunt turned to her brOthe--in-law.
81 swear to you this man shall not
marry my niece"
81 would let you know this house is
mine, not yours"
Every well" said the aunt, "it is for
me to leave"
Then he said to George
"Be a good fellow. Go now and return
tomorrow, and 1 will arrange every
thi,.g."
George was about to leave when Mar
eelle reopened the scene and raised her
voice to defend him.
"lf he had killed the other msn, l
could understand, but when he is the
wounded one and you call him an assas-
sin il is very hard?"
81 have sworn,' repeated the aunt,
"and will never consent to this mar
riage."
Nj. de Saint-Juirs, knowing her obsti-
macy, then said +:
Very well. Yoa viii not stay here. .
$50 let il be-"
Bot now MarcelIe spoke:
"If, my aunt, you will stay, 1 will not
marry without your consent You re-
place my mother and have given me
all the kind attentions Of a mother.
Though will never cease to love George
will not disobey you"
"But ii is all wrong" said NJ. de Saint
Juirs.
~No, papa, ii is my duty" And the
young girl broke down and FASTENED to
her room, where she gave way to tears.
George went to Paris
Marcelle little by little lost her color,
her animation, her life. She was failing
rapidly, and it worried Aunt Herisson.
She confded in the good old cure, and
the result was that Marcelle vas sur
prised the next morning by a loving let
ter from George.
They were now to be allowed to cor
respond under cover Of NJ. Barbon, in
Nichy.
The letters came with perfect regulari-
ty each month, but with no pos;mark.
Mareelle discussed this point with Cy-
rille, who watched one night to see how
the letter reached Marcelle's table in the
little blue salon
She saw Nile. Herisson herself put it
there This was made known to ". de
Saint-Juirs, who arranged a little eoun-
terplo;.
The next morning when Mile Heris-
son opened the door ofthe blue salon, to
carry in the letter, she saw NJ. de Saint
Juirs, George de Serney and Mareelle,
who was half laughing, half crying.
The young people dropped before her
on their knees, kissed her hands aud
said
"YOur heart has melted toward Is.
Now DO more and take our two heads in
your hands and bless US"
Yet have sworn, you rogues," said
Aunt Herisson.
"GOd will not reproach you for break
ing your word"