The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-10-15
cHAPrER Xn. continued.
PART II.

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CHAPTER XII. Continued
In the first hours of her recovered glad
ness she did not even remember Rem $
great fault, nor yet her own carelessness:
These things We're only accidental, not
worthy to be taken into account, while
the great, sweet hope that had come to
her Hooded like a spring tide every mock
and corner OF her heart In such mood
how easy it was to answer Annless let
ter She recollected her word she had
written to Hyde that fateful day, and
she wrote them again with a tenfold
Coy. She told Annie every PARTICULAR
and she forgot to say word or repEoacn
concerning the dishonorable retention OF
her letter It by Rem; f 1T Is aitosether my
Even when this letter was on It's way
to Annie she was under such an excite
nemt that her whole body appeared TO
think and feel. Her beautiful hair had
an unusual freedom, as ii some ha!ipy
wind blew it into exquisite unrestra1nt.
Her eyes shone like stars. Her gar
ments fiuttered, her steps We're like lane
Ing and every now and then bar OIL
love music warbled in her throat, and,
OH with what joy the mother watched
the return Of happiness to her dear enid.
With her own milk she had fed her, IN
her own bosom she had carried and ten
ded her, night and day, for nearly twenty
years, like bird, she had feverishly,
SO there was great joy in the doctor s
home, and though he would say little, his
heart grew lighter in his wifes and
daughters cheerfulness, for the women
atmosphere of that house just as de-
cidedly as the sunshine or rain affect the
natural atmosphere outside Of 1t.
Now 1t is very noticeable, that when
unusual events begin to happen in any
life, there is a succession of such events,
and not infreQuently they arrive in SIM
liar ways At any rate, about ten days
after the receipt of Annies letter, Cor
nelia was almost equally amazed by the
receipt of another letter. 1t came one
day about noon and slave OF Van
Ariens brought tia piece of paper twist
ed carelessly, but containing these few
pregnant words:
"Cornelia, dear, come to me. Bring
me something to wear. have Just
arrived, saved by the skin of my teeth,
and l have not decent garment of
any kind to put on. Arenta.'
A thunderbolt from a clear sky could
hardly have caused such a surprise; but
Cornelia did not wait to talk about
the wonder. She loaded maid with
clothing of every description and ran
across the street to her friend. Arenta
saw her coming and met her with a
cry of joy and Van Ariens was sick
and trembling with the sight Of his
daughter, and the tale Of her suffer-
1ngs, Cornelia persuaded him to go
asleep and leave Arenta to her care
Poor Arenta. She was i'll with the pri-
Vations she had suffered; she was half
starved and nearly without clothing
but she did not complain much until
she had been fed and bathed and
dressed, as she said, like New York
woman ought to be-"
you know what trunks and trunks
ful OF beautiful things l took away
with me, Cornelia," she complained.
We'll. have not a rag left. I have
Your husband, Arenta.''
He was guillotined.'
Oh, my dear Arenta.'
%Guillotined I told him to be quiet.
i begged him tn To Marat hl1t
no. His. nobility obliged him to stand
by his order and his kind; So. for them
me to follow him, but could not make
up my mind to the knife. Oh, how
terrible 1t was. Then she began to sob
bitterly, and Cornelia let her talk of
her sufferings until she fell into sleep
sleep easy to see, still haunted by the
furies and terrors through which sii@
had passed.
For a week Cornelia remained with
her friend, and Nine. Jacobus Joined
them as often as possible, and gradu-
ally the half distraught woman recov-
cred something of her natural spirits
and resolution: In this week she talked
out all her frightful experiences in the
great prison of La Force, and was COM
pletely overwhelmed at their reInem-
brance.- But the trouble which has been
removed soon grows far off, and Arenta
quickly took her place in her home and
resumed her old life, of course, with
many differences. She could not be the
same Arenta. She had outlived many Of
her Illusions. She took but little interest
for while in the life around her. Her
thoughts and conversations were still IN
Paris, and this was evident from the
fact that during the whole week of Cor
helfa'S stay with her she never once
named Cornelia's love or life or pros
poets.
Rem she did not talk about, but chief
" because he was. going to marry an
English. girl, an intention she angrily
81 am sure" she said, Rem might
have learned q lesson from my sad for
tune. What does he want to marry a
foreigner fer? He ought to have pre-
vented me doing SO, instead Of following
my foolish example"
mo one could have prevented you,
Arenta. You would not listen even to
soh. indeed, it was my fate. We must
al submit to fate. Why did you refuse
He was not my fate, Arenta"
well, then, neither IS George Hvf
your fate. Aunt Jacobas has told me
some things about him. She says he
ts to marry his cousin. You ought to
marry Rem"
As she said these words Van Ariens,
accompanied by Joris Van .Heemsklrk,
entered the room, and Cornelia was glad
to escape. She knew that Arenta would
again relate all her experiences and she
disliked to mingle them with her re-
newed dreams of love and her lover.
.She will talk and talk said Cornelia
10 her mother, land then there will be tea
and chocolate, and more talk, and have
heard all I wish to hear about that dread
full city and the demons who walk in
blood and drink blood in it,
'.Arenta has made a great sensation
Cornelia," answered Mrs. Moran. "She
has received half the town. Gertrude
Nippon stole quietly home and has hard
iy been seen or heard tell off,
But, mother, Arenta has far more
genius than Gertrude. She has made OF
her Inisfortunes great drama, and
wherever you go it is of the Marquise de
Tourraine people are talking. Senator
Van Heemskirk came in with her father
as I left"
"I hope he treated you more civilly
than madame did"
HE was delightful. I courtesied him
and he lifted my hand and kissed it, and
kissed his cheek and said I wished al.
came home because I would not just
yet speak of George to him.
"Arenta would hardly have given yoU
any opportunity I wonder at what hour
she will release Joris Van Heemslzirk.''
1T will be later than it ought to be-
Indeed, it was so late that Nine. Var
Hcemskirk had locked up her house fol
the night and was troubled at her hus-
bands Gelay-eVen a little cross.
An old man like you, Joris,' she sale
in tone of veXation, sitting till
o'clock with the last runaway from
Paris; cold you have already, and al
for a girl that threw her senses behind
her to marry a Frenchman'
Much she has suffered, Lysbet."