The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1897-05-22

with lady who was accompanied by Q
young siriS'' 49,. 49, =, -. a..
"Yon would DO justified by saying an
adorable young girl-Mme. and Mile La
coste."
SAT lastr' cried NJ Chsbert. II have
learned their namer'
The last strawp'
what last straw"
well, yes. You walk like Q mailman
about Trinity square You come within an
ace Of knocking me down. You forget that
you met me not 10 minutes ago. l pro-
nounce name and you cry, AT lastp 1t
Is as clear as day, my poor fellow-l see
you are wildly In love with the beautiful
Yvonne."
"She Is called Yvonnef" Nv
"Therel Didn't I tell your
"Nol l assure you'll You don't under
stand in the least. Let's sit down.
should like to explain the affair to you.
just now, on entering the vestry, found
myself beside a lady who looked at me TX
eddy. At least so 1t seemed to me. said
to myself, THAT must BIO some one have
met in society somewhere, but declare l
can't remember where-they must think
me very rude-I must bow, anyway. 1
bow, the lady approaches and whispers,
You know that we count on you for Mon
day evening at Z O'clock try to excuse
myself ] search for an evasive answer.
She will not accept my excuses, disappears
in the crowd, and here am with an invi-
tation to dine with people that / don't
know In the least Fortunately shall
now be able to write and excuse myself.
But tell me, isn't that lady little bit Off"
"a little bit off! Nine Lacoste is n most
charming woman and If you don't profit
by this chance you will be fool. A most
delightful home Only one daughter, and
she Is ravishing, and since they make adj
yances to you"-
GAS you know, live by my pen. Is it
likely that can think OF marrying III 1t
was simply question of going to dine
with this lady-by the way, where does
she liver"
"No. 1O2 Boulevard Malesherbes
"But, then, you see, don't know her
husband"
"An excellent man, little ordinary
perhaps but fond of the arts and artists.
II l were in your place, old fellow, l should
be enchanted. But must say-when they
have known me SO long, and 1 always send
them flowers on New Years day. bowed
to them, too, in church. They might just
as well have invited me- All, you scoun-
drelp'
Accompanying these words with shout
of laughter and shake of the hand, Leo
pold Chaberts friend departed, leaving
the author seated upon an iron chair in
Trinity square in somewhat calmer
frame Of mind.
About the middle of the following win
ter Milo. Yvonne was in a pretty little sit.
ting room in her home on the Boulevard
Malesherbes, absently turning the pages of
a volume of poems that her father had
brought her when he came home to dinner.
"Do you like those poems?" asked M.
Lacoste, who was reading his evening pa
per noar the open fire,
"Yes, papa" replied the young girl ab-
sentmindcdly. but don't care for read
ing any more" she added, placing the vol
umc in a catchall of green plush and rose
colored satin already filed with reviews
and magazines
"What Still out Of sorts?" inquired her
father. "Look here, my child, you will
soon be 90 years old, and during the last
six months you have refused several eligi-
bic parties. l have still one more young
man to offer you as n husband. Your
mother and l would be very happy If you
could look upon him favorably."
"No, mop cried Yvonne quickly. lyon
know, papa, don't want to be married.
THAT very foolish notion, my dear
child How In the world did you get it
into that little head of yours? But in spite
of your objections to matrimony, how
would it be If somebody should present
himself directly to ask for your handf" he
added laughingly.
"Directly9 You expect somebody"
stammered Yvonne. Mamma is it,
Nine Lacoste, who was sitting before
tho open fire, had, without saying word,
followed the conversation between the fa-
ther and daughter. Now she replied by
little sign of the head, and as Yvonne
rushed up to kiss her, tho door of the sit.
ting room opened and the butler announc-
ed:
IN Leopold Chabert"
Both Leopold and Yvonnc were so much
embarrassed that neither seemed to know
whether to laugh or cry
"Why don't you kiss her, you young
scoundrel2" exclaimed NJ. Lacoste hrusque-
", much moved himself "Why don't you
kiss her, since she is yours"
Then, turning to his wife, he said:
"Now, this Is an affair that might have
caused us good deal of trouble, my dear.
Madcmoiscllc loses therapeutic over 1t, but
it never seems to occur to her to contldc in
her papa. As for monsieur, l had to go
and hunt him up myself. l found him
signing in his bachelor quarters. He could
not work, but didn't dare to make dccla-
ration, because as he lives by his pen, he
Is not rich, If your mother had not di-
vined all, my children, you might have
languished for a long time, for naturally
suspected nothing. If you do not love
your mothcr-in-law, my young friend
well, frankly you will make q great mis-
taker'
81 have loved her for long time, " muir
INJURED the fiance; lever since we met at
the Trinity"
"Ah, yes" interrupted Yvonne, lever
since Jeanne's marriage. And just to
think what scene papa made because
mamma invited you to dinner by mistake,
thinking you were NJ. Taconne, ono Of my
most devoted admirers But if it had not
been for mammals Observation-Disclosures" -
Eyes my dear child" replied Mime.
Lacostc. "That is often the way in this
life. Without my Observation-Disclosures as
Yvonne calls it, you two would not now
be on the eve of happy love marriage -
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