Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-09-20

of the faculty may be remarkable for 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, have my diploma"
 "Our friends would laugh at that or at two diplomas. It is for me to assure them of your ability and for you to verify it. We'll, 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 a carriage which was being rapidly borne along by the vigorous horses attached to it
 Laurient smoked a 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 fianked by poplar trees the avenue that Paolo had followed with Rosetta under the starlit sky. It was the road to Revigny. Wonder 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 Fla ther Laurient, checking the horses, de- scended to the earth.
 .-, l. | T simply.
 Then he pushed the cottage door open and entered. Paolo followed him into a largo loom upon the lower floor. A cry burst from the young man. Upon an iron bedstead, curtained with lace, Ro- setta lay in n half slumber. There was an indescribable expression of sadness upon her sweet face. Beside her sat her white haired parents.
 Father Laurient advanced to the bed, laying his rough, toil worn hand upoE the girls forehead.
 Rosetta my child, arouse yourself '"
 The girl trembled, passed her hand over her brow as if to banish some i'm portunate dream, and then as her dim eyes opened was stupefied to see the good face and gray whiskers of Father Laurient and to hear the worthy man say:
 ''I have come, Rosetta, to give your parents hope. They have consulted sev- eral physicians who comprehend nothing of what ails you. I therefore have taken the liberty of sending to Paris for a doctor, q young man of whom much good is said and whom I guarantee''- He was not able to say more just then the 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, Paolo! My Paolo! Is it you: And you have returned to me? Oh, if ] could only livel You will stay near me: 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.
 "Yes," " said Paolo, covering her hand "Itn hISSCSp SOu SHALL Ut sdNttl. l ill the cause of your illness, and will be your cure. Thank God have arrived il | timer
 
 Six months afterward Paolo Laurieni and Rosetta Dounet were united in mar. I riage at Revigny. The operatives oi Ligny gave great ovation to the forge masters son and his bride, so fair un. der her long veil. Then Father Laurient said to the old Dounets, pointing to the happy young couple: You recollect, Dounet, the day yoT came to the office to speak of the sicl I girl, of your Rosetta? You remember promised you I would accomplish all?'
 "Yes," responded the vine dresser "I recollect also the old proverb. 'Th, word of a blacksmith is worth the oatl of king.'''
 Exactly so, " said Laurient, 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 king. ''- From the Italian of Augusta Faure.