Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-12-18
feet to mount to her balcony. Christians
the arms to Unfold her, his the face for her

feet to mount to her balcony. Christian
the arms to Unfold her, his the face for her
kisses
All. well" unused Cyrano in the gloom,
all sweet with white stars of flowers; s.ah,
well, some crumbs of joy still fall to me,
for though you kiss his lips the words
you kiss are mine.,'
Now, it was no part of Lord De Clutches
plan to betake himself to Arvas without
pursuing the advantage he thought he had
won for Roxane. She had pretended an
interest in his movements She had sug-
gested to him a subtle scheme of revenge
upon her insolent cousin. She had called
l'him Antoine Surely when she had
yielded so far to his lovemaking surely he
had but to make love a little longer to
win more favor. What if she had be-
sought him by his love for her TO go where
glory waited. Glory should wait on love
Therefore it happened that on the night
when Cyrano's lovemaking, mounting 10
Roxane's balcony through the jasmined
| darkness, had broken down her GOODNESS
and had won her-for Christian-there
( came a friar through the still street where
the ugly eloquent waited. The pages
guarding the corner had played twice
gay and sad.
"Gay?" said Cyrano. "A woman passes
No. Sad? All, gay and sad, 1t is a
monk"
And through the street there glided a
cowled and vestured figure.
II seek Nine. Robin-Mme. Madeline
Robin announced the friar. Live she
not here?"
Somes subtle sense of danger to his lady
caused Cyrano TO give the friar false di-
rection Discovering his mistake, the friar
returned. While they talked Roxane and
Christian came to the door with her du-
emma to learn the cause of the chatter.
Aide Guicher' breathed Roxane soft
ly
Its here" And the friar drew forth
the note and gave 1t to Roxane.
Behind Roxane stood Regueneau whom
hungry poets had eaten out of stock and
shop and whom a gay newsdealer had be-
reft of his wife also At Cyrano's prayer
Roxane made the ex-pastry cook one of
her retainers, and his was the hand that
held the lantern by which she read De
Clutches note. 1t ran:
Mademoiselle-Th drums beat. My
regiment girds its armor on. 1t starts.
Anu THEY UelleNe HE gone diItduy, Dut
! wait. | disobey you. | am here-hidden
in the convent. Tonight | come to you.
| send you this to let you know by poor
monk as simple as a child. who has no
understanding of the thing he bears.
Your lips have smiled on me too sweetly,
and | must see them once again. Send
everyone away. Receive me all alone
the bold one you forgive already-I hope
it. For he is yours
Roxane had read the letter swiftly and
softly. She turned her eyes upon it's bear
er and said:
Father, this is what the letter bids me.
Listen:
Mademoisele-All must bow to the car
dinals will no matter how hard it seems.
Therefore 7 send these lines to your fair
hands by this deVout, this wise and eau
tious friar. 1t is our will that he pro-
nounce upon you in your own dwelling,
within the hour, the nuptial benediction.
Christian becomes your husband secret
ly. We send him to you. He does not
please you. but resign yourself. Think
well how heaven will reward your zeal
and be always assured mademoisele. of
the respect of him who is and who will
always be your very humble servant.
The simple friar looked up with delight
The noble gentleman!' he said. Il