Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1895-01-04
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me, Mrs. Millern'
And Charles embraced his pretty young
wife as il he was holding the entire range
of the Pyreneoss to his breast.
They went back to Paris and worked
with enthusiasm. In order to realize their
dream they economical in every direction,
lodgings, clothes and even food. Claire
succeeded in obtaining copying work, and
Charles kept books for small storekeeper
In this way they were able to set aside 200
francs a month.
At the end of the first year Charles
showed his wife a roll of bills.
"There is one of the arms of our wind.
mill" he said, and together they sang the
well known air. 1.-The Pyrenees Noun
tains."
So they worked on, and in the evenings,
when the pen fell from their tired fingers,
they looked at the photographs of the Pyr-
enees.
Another year passed, and Charles again
showed his wife large roll of bank notes.
Here is another arm of our windmill, +"
he said, kissing his wife and calling her
Mrs. Miller"
They had both grown little thinner.
He was even tribe bent, and she had a
cough. But still they worked on, their
eyes dazzled by the dream of the future. AS
the end drew nearer their impatience and
earnestness increased. The tenderness they
would have lavished on child was direct
cd toward the promised land for their old
age All their dreams and thoughts were
Of the mountains those distant blue
mountains with their majestic feats and
white eternal SHOWS
was gained, Claire fell i'll, and the doctor
forbade her to return to the bank. Charles
found out that she had consumption.
Then he wayered.
WRETCH" he said to himself, sit is I
who am the cause of all this allowed
you to work too hard, and have not CIV
en- you proper food. God is furnishing
mel"
He felt he was going mad. She was
then going to die She whom he called
my Lady Miller! To die even before she
got her mill! Oh, it was too bitter!
Don't fear anything" he said to his
wife. You will not have your mill, but
you will live"
Charles sent her to Pau, where she
passed the whole winter. She refused to
60 at first and was unwilling to give up
their dream and spend on doctor tho
money they had SO painfully saved.
She said she could get we'll in Paris, in
spite Of the cold and the fog. She said
this In feeble voice, holding her hus-
bands head in her hands and shutting her
eyes tightly to prevent tho tears coming
out.
But Charles was firm. He went with
her to Pau, and together they went up to
see the old mill.
Claire spent the winter with Adele Bey.
ries, her husbands old aunt. He received
two letters week from her, and Claire
assured him she was getting better.
He sent her 800 francs month for the
DOCTORS bills and her living expenses,
while she wrote loving letters, saying she
did not need SO much money and urging
him to put it away in the savings bank.
But Charles urged her to take good care
of herself and continued to send the
money. One after another the arms of tho
old windmill disappeared, and he had
nearly had them all in his grasp! If his
wife had not fallen I'LL, they might have
owned the whole mill by this time.
But what good was there in thinking Of
such things at alp
Il
In the month of May he received tele-
gram from Claire.
'Comc at once. Bring all the money"
Charles turned pale. Flo left on the
same day. His wife met him at Pau.
How thin she was, how white, how hollow
her cheeks He wept as he kissed her.
ooh, Claire, you did not tell me tho
truth when you said you were growing
better!'
Eyes" sho said, II told you the truth.
l am BETTER l assure you! All am
not very strong nor very fat-that will
come-but, oh! Charles, you do not know
yet what have to tell you. 1t belongs to
us now-it is ours!'
"What is ours9" he asked in amazement.
1.-The mill.
"What-you say
Eyes. Sec here are the bank notes you
sent me! Two thousand seven hundred
francs And hero is some more I earned
myself" pulling 450 francs out Of another
pocket.
You know" she explained, II did not
stay in the hotel, because felt just as i'll
there as did in Paris. So got work as
a governess in an English family. Not
only have not spent our three arms Of
the mill, but have saved large portion
of the fourth. "But l had to leave because
/ was too i'll. Anyhow here are 8, $50
francs. With the 1000 you have We can
buy our mill at onco. Kiss me, dear,
again--and again!'
And Claire tainted away.
Poor girl, you have killed yourself"
said Charles taking her in his arms to n
carriage They went to q druggist, and
Claire came back to consciousness She
was able with great difficulty to stand up
right.
Thus far she had deceived herself, but
now that her dream was about to be real
lied, and she was with her husband again,
sho knew and recognized the gravity of
her position. She knew that she was 60
ing to die.
They carried her into hotel and put
could do for her, however, was useless.
She grow daily weaker and weaker.
Ono evening, feeling her life slipping
away from her, she took her husbands
face in her hands, which were already
growing cold. 1T
Adieu, Charles" she murmured. "Do
not cry. shall die just the same. You
know, it is impossible to cure consump-
ton. Do not cry"
"Do you see the mountains yonders
How beautiful they are tonight Take
me nearer to the window so that can see
the snow and the great precipices and the
forests and waterfalls.
CHARLES" she added In voice that
grew feebler every second, II must be
buried in this beautiful country in the
shadow Of those mountains, and you-you
must buy tho mill"-her voice almost
failed her--''and live there always, and in