Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1894-08-11

The little salon lay In silence and
darkness, until the gray dawn came and
peered In at the window, through the
chinks of the closed blinds.
A little while longer and the birds
sang gOod-morrOw In the trees at the
corner of the square.
Then, suddenly, the chimes rang out
from the cathedral towers, and called
the faithful to mass TO the first mass
Of the poor A market woman ratified
down the Rue DIES Recolletc. A sardine
vender woke the echoes with his stTi-
dent cries. A dog barked madly just
beneath the windows Of the little house
In the shadow of the church towers.
Madecoiselle SylYine Enclosed her
eyes.
She was in a very uncomfortable
position.
How was this?
She had been sleeping bolt upright.
She passed her hand over her eyes.
What?
She had, then. slept in her mitts!
She tried TO rise. She was very stiff.
but she managed 10 get upon her feet,
and Immediately she sank back in her
chair with a cry OF alarm
A sound Of gentle breathing had
reached her ear-she had turned her
head 20 behold NJ. de Nauvricourt, his
perruque on one side, his crayat twist
eded beneath his ear, soundly sleeping
In the armchair at her side.
Her cry awoke him. and he sprang
straight upon his feet although they
shook beneath him, wide awake and
ready for immediate duty-like the
brave and gallant soldier that he was.
He stood for an instant wholly un-
comprehensive the position Then the
little salon IN its gentle disorder-the
empty tea-cups. the chill CRATE, the
gray morning light. the two chairs side
by side. and In one Of them Mademoi-
selle Sylvine weeping bitterly-and the
Cheyalier de NauYricourt had mastered
the situation.
Alas. what a misfortune!" sobbed
Sylvine
She was thinking Of the terrible thing
that had happened TO her-tO her. The
| immaculate 0ne-of whom. in all her
long. chaste clseerless existence no one
had dared to breathe an unkind word.
And the neighbors who would not fail
70 see n. de Nauvricourt leave the
hous--ah! what a scandal And the old
servant who would find them In this
plight-oh. what loss OF reputation
and respect.
Alas alas!r' sobbed Sylvine.
The Chevaller de Nauvricourt put his
hand TO his head. He found his wig
awry. He carefully Strengthened it.
and then rearranged his cravat. He
smOothed down the shoulders and
sleeves of his coat. and gave a glance
I at the buckles Of his shoes. Then.
1 drawing himself up with a dignifed
and military air. he cleared his throat
as q man win do when he has some
thing Of Importance 10 say. and. adj
yancing toward Mademoiselle d'Outre-
val-sobbing in her easy chair. he be-
I gan respectfully:
"Mademoiselle. There is one way in
which may remedy this wrong / have
unintentionally done you. in which 1
may repair the unfortunate conse-
quences Of this-er-distraction VIII
you do me the honor TO become my
wifeY'
Mademolselle d'Outreval uembled,
and the tears sueamed from her faded
I eyes and stole between her fingers
when she put up her hands in their
black mitts to hide them. She shook
her head conyulsively.
The chevalier's manner suddenly
changed. He dropped upon his knees.
Marry me. Sylvine." he cried. Il
have loved you all my life,"
And then Sylvine took her hands
from before her face and placed them
in his, and he folded her in his arms
and kissed her lips-for the first time
in all the years that he had loved her.
This is how Mademoiselle Sylvine
Concentration everybody had sup
posed mot without reason would die
an old maid-married the Chevalier de
Nauvricourt at the advanced age Of
five and eighty years.