Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1897-12-24

some grievous recollection. I do not
like to question her."
do not, beseech you. Allow them
to die away, if possible. Tt is worse
than idle to dwell upon the past, since
nothing can remedy it; and it weak
ems your vigor and energy for coping
with future perils."
II 81 have endeavcred to follow your
directions. What more did you hear
from PARISH"
Additional horrors-the people
have gone mad. They must become
gorged with blood ere the reaction
comes. foresee that. Nevertheless,
10 be wary. If he De ci1ity, this NJ.
Pierre will soon remove his watch
from sight and set a secret trap. But
l mean to get you both away speedily"
Felicie came from her room, and
looked up affectionately in his face.
I "You have talked with Jules long
enough, my uncle; say something to
Chlotilde now"
He drew his hand caressingly over
the GLOSSY hair
Il have been telling him what good
care he must take Of my child when
am gone"
Gone! oh, Emile!" exclaimed she,
in CONSERVATION.
For little time, dear one, only to
prepare for your escape"
The tears were slowly trickling
down her cheeks, she could not speak
a word of answer.
why, my little one, are you so
stricken? Jules is left to take care Of
YOU
Jules is a very poor substitute for
you, monsieur; no one is better aware
of it than he himself, but he will do his
best" observed the youth.
NAY, nay" interposed the girl.
eagerly. Il did not mean to wound
your feelings, dear Jules; you are
everything kind and good. AS agree
able and pleasing a companion as
could ask, but then we have relied so
thoroughly upon my uncle, it struck
me with sudden dismay to think OF
losing him"
For little time, my child. 1t is
because 1 fear for your health and am
anxious to get you away, that 1 leave
at all. You will not be weak and
childish, I know, but will be calm and
heroic, to help me all you can"
81 will try" replied she, firmly; but
the sweet lips quivered sadly.
"And you will succeed. Jules must |
exert all his powers to divert your
thoughts. You must read together, |
and tell fairy stories, and be good chill |
dren till return, like good genii, to |
release you from your dungeon"
He smiled playfully, but there was a /
moisture in his eyes.
The three were silent a long time, and /
then Felicie broke it timidly:
"And when do you go, my uncle?"
Tonight at the darkest hour. l
must fill your water cask from the
spring before 1 leave"
They talked gravely over their plans
and hopes until MONDAY; when Emile
took his much-needed rest, and the
pair sat down rather discon-
it must be admitted, each
with book in hand.
Jules turned to the title page of the
title volume of poems he held. A
name was traced there in delicate
handwriting Felicie Langue-
loc.
"Ah," said he, 81 should so much
ike TO know just what she was, and
low she looked, that poor Lady Fee
iciep
His companion glanced over the vol
me to see what it was which fixed his
thoughts, and smiled archly.
why are you curious? Did you
now anything about her?" asked she.
''Why, yes. 1 knew that she was
be sole heiress, the pride and hope of
he chateau yonder, which lies in
uins. 1t was there, that horrible
light, you know, that l was so wretch
dly maltreated. But I did not see her,
OF even her corpse" He paused
huddering, and then added more
almly, 81 should like to know just
ow she looked, just what was her
haracter. The writing, you see, sug-
ested the thought I fancy 1 have
pod idea, but l may be mistaken. If
ne resembled her father she was no
eauty." !
CHAPTER XVI.