The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1896-05-08

which were gay with llnWerS. among
which Il magnificent tortoiS-shell cat
might generally he seen sunnin" her
self and in front of the shining three
decker stove WAS stretched a curious
home made rug. where, on a back
ground of black, the lilies of France
mingled with the roses of England.
And old-fashioned chnixr be,rense. which
had belonged to Madame's mother. Oc-
cupied place of honor in the sunnicst
of the deep window rcceSses, and Il
spinning wheel. also brought from the
country home, stood in the other. \
large black crucifiN hun" above the
high whitc-'!raped bed. and the Oppo-
site wall was adorned with a print rep
resenting an impenitcnt sinner oh his
death-bcd. repulsing the priest, who is
offering him Il cruciiiN. while some yleC-
lul devils in the background are wait
in" for their innings. \ curious wind
inc stair led to the room occupied
bv the boy and the birds. | doubt if
Madame knew anything about the his
torical associations of the place, but
she fully appreciated its picturesque
ness. and never wearcd of the magniti-
cent view from her southern window,
which overlooked the river while it was
genuine pleasure to hcrthat from the
northern one she could see the @olflinks
and the golfers at play. "Fes N"sS''
eurS, in coats all Of red. and playing
veritably playing a ball, looked
81 rnfunt" 1t gave her much pleasure
to see them No thought of the con-
trast between the leisure of ices mes
sieurs' and her own hardworking life
seemed ever to present itself to her.
Madame was Il devout Catholic, firm
" believing in the mysteries of her re-
Ii ion. and she related to me the fol-
lowinr as an undoubtcd fact. There
was once man who strayed from the
church and become ScOtfcr at rcllG
ion, the priest. and all that was good.
This caused great sorrow to his wife,
who thcrcupon rcdoublcd her own
prayers and pious practices. and hung
a crusitiNcd in every room in the house.
This enragcd the husband, who tore
them down. exclaiming that he would
sooner have a devil in his house than 4
cross. Shortly after this a child was
born.-hut no. it was not a child. it was
nm rrai dinUe, horn, hoots, and tail all
complete" Madamc's eye dilatcd as
she described the aweSOmc appearance
of the demon and the horror that fell
upon the father. and upon the hystand-
ers. who recognized the judgment OF
God. This silence was at last broken
by the devil himself He announced
that in seven days the child would dis
appear. and commanded that none
meantime should give him to eat or
drink. When the seven days had eX-
pired, he mystcriously vanished. Need
less to say the const.iencc-stickcn and
contritc father hastcncd to make his
peace with the church.
a. I
bic of certain lihcrality olaction. As
proof of this and other dalmtless spirit,
| NAV mention that ut time when the
Salvation Army was the object of hat
red. scorn, and open persecution, she
persisted, in opposition even to the
wishes of her beloved Andre, in work
mo for the "iaSSnS who conducted the
French miSSon.' "Ecs dam"s, she
said, ..wcrc good" She had seen it
for herself. They lived, but it was the
life of DIES r,I;yirn~S,-all prayer and
good works. 1t could not offend lie BON
Diru that she should make them Il
clean house. and she would not desert
them: nor, while she continued in the
same city, did she quit their service.
1t was from Madame that | learned
of a curious French Canadian custom
Noticing that she spoke of the butcher $
wife who had recommended her rs Mad
ame Tanuuay, said: 'Why do you
call her Tanuuay? Her husband name 5
was Lajoic.
.Oh, but he is dead" said Madame,
so we now give her the name of her
son bv her first marriage.
.Is that usual among YOU" | in
quired.
~As.urcllv: thus am called Fauch-
er. hccau>r my Andre bears his father :
name. but my second husbands name
WAS Frrncttc." had not before ln own
of this second marriage. and MaIlmc
! cave me no further information. which
4 let me To lililk tlitt IL HUI ll''t
happiness. Has every life, however
/ humble. it- ,mtiullillrd longing! DO we
all seek blue roses Does no one ever
get to the party" 1t would seem SO.
Madamr's dream had been to have Il
daughter. and this Heaven had denied
her. 1t is impossible to give an idea
of the indcScrihahIr tenderness she
would put into the words ''""c petite
fHe.' 1t WAS Il whole poem OF mother
love. Had the hard circumstances of
her life permitted. she would have
adopted a little girl.
1t is more than three Years now
since this bright. brave woman, not
without tears in her eyes, came to bid
us goodbye, being about to try her