Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1898-09-24

to marry above ones station" snapped the
DemOiselle Alys.
NO 1 returned. cit is good to see an
arquebusier with a fine aim For, as 1
said, Rosalind was a good girl.
Our demoiselle flushed scarlet, and her
blue eyes shone like angry stars. Who
dares say i'll of the Seur dAudilly?"
All France and the maiden's cheeks
SAID /. But like to see thee defend thy
kinsman,,
He is not my kinsman." she cried His
fathers sister married the brother of my
uncle's wife. That is not kindred"
No? 1t is well, perhaps, since he is to
marry thy bower woman.
She looked angrily at me- and drew in her
breath hard but did not answer me- ''Fa-
Their said she to the priest thou wilt
marry them, wilt thou not? That is what I
came to ask
What. What" cried Father Benoit, thou
art the maddest maiden! l marry thy IA
Tiers captain to thy bower woman? Get
thee back to thy roses and let me talk with
thy father"
In minute she was on her knees by his
side his md in both of hers, and her blue
eyes and cooling voice hard at work. ''Fa-
ther, thou cruel Gas if he would cousenU
And they $3.50 much in love! Thou hast
not the heart to refuse, know. Didst thou
not teach me my letters and my. prayers
and my catechism and l so good all the
WhlIe-save, of course, when 1 wished to
play! And l have asked so little of thee
father, dearest, l know thou wilt not re
ieA9t- Anu l!!bu tdIlSl marry IneIn IN q
minute, and they will never tell. And they
they love each other, Father, when have
been troublesome before? oh, thou shalt
promise me this Instant
on, II | must, L must" groaned the Door
priest.
Oh, thoa art an angel and a dear" she
cried. i always said thou vert indeed a
SAINT! Oh, will pray every night for thee
10 be made bishop,-and-and promise me
thou wilt marry them this nightr'
We both started. ''Of truth" said l.
thy RosalinG is not more hasty than cat
over the dairy sill"
Tonight" said Father Benoit, to show
how Val 1t was to try to corrupt him, lis
an utterly unsuitable, impossible time"
on, father! Dost wish me to think thee
no better than q beast? And thou so good
| think my heart will break And a tear
fell upon the good priests hand tear
dried directly by pair of soft lips.
on, there. there"' cried he. blushing
very red. Il promise-I promise to marry
the dauphin to the kitchen maid and thee
10 the stable bOy-Only get thee gone out
OF this quiet place, Thou art the willfuI-
Test most shameless maid, Get thee gone.
VIII make thee a discipline my next leis-
ureI
Il will go straightawayi" said the Demoi-
seIle A!ys, sprlEging up, with dancing eyes,
shaking back her brown hair with ripple
OF laughter. oh, but thou art very dear,
l VIII send thee token tonight, and thou
wilt find RosaIind waiting
Am | TO give away the bride?' L asked
II WILL 30 ldTC II L may not attend the
wedding of my very child?"
Size drew her brows together, but did not
answer me. Thou needst not fear, father:
there will be horses waiting, and the next
day who will know If they have been mar
ried not?"
Truly, fine planr' could not help say
ing.
''And-and she will be very grateful to
thee, father, all her Observation-Disclosures
Is all l came to say" The DemoiseIle Alys
left US without another word, careless of
the roses she had let fall beside the chess
table. Only, as L held back the arras for
her, and Unmatched the door, she looked up
at me. not unkindly, but in silence I
watched Ter little figure out of sight down
the winding stair before / came into the
room again, and then Father Benoit had
gathered up all the fading roses and put
them on the table beside the huddled chess
men.
Shall we finish the game father"
Il have forgot how the pieces stood"
Resides, she hath taken the red king"
Very true, and he began to tumble his
book Of hours for the Office of Tierce
"Rosalind,' quoth 1. lis a comely maid
to look upon"
Il am not fool to hear such things" re-
piled FIR. Benoit very quickly for one in
tent upon Tierce.
But it can do thee no harm to hear that
she is well-conducted maid, but quiet"
He made no answer.
We'll, father-a man can die but once
but he can be often whipped
Il do not see how that concerns me-" re-
turned FIR Benoit his eyes on his book
Indeed. father said 1. taking up my
bauble, II wish with all my heart that
Motley may have a wider wisdom than
gown and scapular And though a cocks
comb in esse sits more lightly than a inter
in posse, methinks one catches less cold on
leaving il Off
FIR Benoit fidgeted in his chair, and turn
ed over two leaves at once. Fool" said
he, thou hast thy belly full because thy
head is empty, but l am not thy paymaster
Here in this turret thou art at liberty to
rest tiny tongue gratis
Father | replied, 'ft is a pleasure to
me to enlighten so apt a scholar. God send
thee life as long as thy sermons and
somewhat more cheerful" And l went
singing down the stairs to rally monsig-
neur, and get him in good trim for his next
weeks visit from the king.
Beside his chair stood the Sieur dAudilly
teasing great hound. AS l came up the
hair was beginning to rise aleng the crea-