The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-05-01

subjects.
The view from the bell-turret was a
magnificent panorama. To the north
is the Garonne which winds grace
fully across fields of rye and corn. To
the south you perceive as in a dream
the snowy peaks of the Pyrenee. Be
hind the chateau there was a large
face designed by Lenotre. the famous
gardener, of Louis the XIVth.
Two weeks have passed. Mrs. Thurs
ton and Margaret were costly establish
ed in suit of rooms overlooking one
of the finest landscapes in the world
"Auntie," said Margaret as they were
eying the scene together. this sur
passes all my dreams. My adventure
at st. Cloud seemed 10 have been the
beginning Of a delicious romance. l
wish | could live here always. Comite
Sligo has a surprise for me today. He
told me yesterday that he was going to
show me the portraits of his ancestors
and tell me their history. He would
give the world TO hear me talk French.
But l have not given him that pleasure.
But ii is not necessary. II is exceed
ingly interesting TO hear him talk Eng
GSh. His accent make il all the more
charming" BY This time there was a
great frown upon the face of Mrs
Thurston. Was she not a lineal de =
scendant of blue blood Puritans who
Saret, replied Mrs. Thurston in slow
measured words, Il hope that you will
not do anything to disgrace your most
5lllustrious ancestors and me-prOmise
me that you will be very distant, you
are an American girl, but [ do hope that
you not belong to the class that seeks
To captiVate French courts. Phillip or
Douglass are better than your foreign
princes and counts. They are both
Nf-
both trace their ancestry back 10 the
Mayfiower, and that is quite enough 10
satisfy ones hoftiest ambftionSl" \
knock at the door closed this converse
ton abruptly. \ page announced that
Madame la CamteSSe was ready TO show
Mrs. ThurStOn few rare family heir
looms and that Monsieur Ia Campte is
in the salon below awaiting Margaret.
The latter bounded out of the room
without word and flew down the long
winding stairway like a bird. When
she was uShered into the room she sank
upon a couch near by. She wore a
dainty white muslin, trimmed in soft
creamy lace. and a cluster OF roses
was gracefully fastened in her belt.
Her face was slightly flushed. her eyes
We're large and brilliant. The count.
overcome with emotion, advanced 10
greet her. In another instant he turn
ed away and murnured softly TO him
self: ''Cne tot lette de'licieneuSe qui la
fait reSsemhler a une VERGE de Rap
hazel. Il am ready 10 listen with all
my ears TO your Arabian Night tales
about the people that look down upon
me from there walls. That's the sur
prise isn't IT," she said innocsntly.
The count entertained her for some
time with descriptions and tales OF his
glorious ancestors. But" said he at
last, " that is not my surprise Come.
Will show Il 10 you ncw."E He led her 10
an easel and slowly lifted the drapeTy.
If an angel had fallen from heaven be-
fore her eyes she could not have been
more surprised. Margaret stool be
fore a iife-siZe portrait cf herself.
The count was on his knees. before she
had recovered from her astoniShmeut.
adoring the living picture before him.
'.Madem0Iselle Marguerite votre sou
xenir est raSte grave en- moi 81 i Il
sera toujOurS. yotre image me pour
sui. 81 me devore lie occur. AnEe du
paradis je VOus adore. 10 vous Offre
ma main mon nom 81 Enou occur" At
this Interesting period OF his ardent
declaration he was interrupted Mad
anne la Comtesse entered followed by
Mrs. Thurston. The la,seZ los - -