The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1894-07-12

tortoise sholl comb. Wrapped in oloaks,
tho two stole down the street and enter
ed tho tall building. They threaded
their way among tho dusty bags, scar
ing the silvcry coated mice, and climb
ed tho stairs to the artists studio.
When his eyes fell upon the vision of
loneliness madame presented to him,
they shono with new light. Love?
Well, part love and part artistic rap
turc, but in either case Annette was
tho cause. The little Frcnchwoman
clapped her hands and laughed joyfully.
Always during the sittings madame
sat decorously by, knitting Industrious
ly, but keeping II sharp eye out, rs be-
camo chaperon. Not the slightest
symptom of lovemaking escaped her.
The portrait grew beneath the brush as
If the very fairy Of good luck had lent
her spell to the artist. Never had his
palette glowcd with such colors, nor
had such hitherto impossible tints bios
somed forth. Every detail of tho fresh
young face became familiar to him I'M
til at last from the canvas looked forth
the sausage ycndcr's daughter i'll tho
grand DANES robes as beautiful rs tho
prOutteSt luuy Ill inc land.
II can do no more" sighed the art
list. Then madame arose, and taking tho
girl by the hand led her toward tho
door. Monsieur has no longer need of
us" she exclaimed. "Adieup'
But the artist would not have it so.
He pushed past the old Frenchwoman
and stood before the girl.
II love you, Annette" no cried.
Twill you not marry me?''
Tut, tut, )" said madame "You must
first speak to NJ. Laubeau We will
have no bold American manners here.
If he consents, then Annette may think
of you. Come, Annette"
1t was indeed true that the little ma
dame had brought good luck to the poor
artist. The portrait was sent to pic
ture dealer. III less than week it was
sold, and orders had como through the
dealer enough to set the artist busy. He
went to thank the old Frenchwoman.
1.-THE good people like something
fresh" said the madame Monsieur
might have sat i'll his garnet and pinned
and been melancholy till he died. Good
luck would have mono of him. Ono
must be brave and smilo to win for
tune'
81 owe everything to you," said tho
grateful young man.
"Ah, truc' returned madame non
chantly, "but, tell me, havo You yet
WON Nj. Laubeau's conscnt:'
Alas, he refuses me- Annctto's hand
He will give mo no reason.
1--WE must learn, " said the madame,
and leaning far out of the window of
her tiny shop She bcckoned frantically
to the sausage vcndcr across the road.
He came, followed by Annette.
why is it NJ. Laubeau refused his
daughter to the young monsieur who
loves her truly" inquired the French
woman.
Il could not get OH without An
nctte, grumblcd the old man. ''Thcro
would be none to cry hot sausagcs!n
True. true" said madame, "but
must the young people be unhappy for
this?''
81 am DID," continued the sausage
vender, "and I have but Annette. If I
yield her to tho young monsieur. who
will care for me?''
LET me Think said the little
Frenchwoman. "Ah, have it'll IT'S
said only the young should wed, but l
say tits we'll to be comfortable in ones
old age, and companion is nccdful. If
M. Laubeau wishes it, will reconsider
the proposal he mado mo years ago Ho
shall fetch tho sausage stand across the
road and set it herein front of my
shop. The priest shall make us one, and
1 myself will cry hot sausagesr-
Mary e. Stone Bassett in Kato Fields
Washington.
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