The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1900-02-07

"No servant, madame" was the an.
swer in q low voice.
"Nor q master!" exclaimed the mar
quise. "Ah, there were guests, Of
course! Is it possible that you would
listen to the idle batteries of pcnni.
less poet?"
"He is not penniless, madame"
Worse; rich guest amusing him
self with n little maid"
"Not amusing himself, Nine ln Mar.
| quise."
Really this is alarming! So an old
roue"-
'Not old. ms DAME"
'Thin and little?"
"Not thin and little." :.
"Tall and stout?'
"Not very stout" .
| "Black eyes?'
"Blue, madame-beautifu1 blue.'
"a proud upstart of q mushroom
family"
"Ah. no. madame; one of the Oldest
families"
Jeanette" cried the marquise, "you
frighten me; rich aristocrat making
love to little country girl!'
"Alas, madame, know full we'll that
am unworthy Of him, but he told me
that he loved me-"
"And did he wish also to marry
! you?"
! jeanette sighed and after q moments
| hesitation replied, "He has not settled
| definite time, but promised he would
| If ~
''If you-if you-quicl. quick. answer
| metz
Jeanette's voice sank still lower as
| she SAID, "If went with him to Paris"
| II knew 1.-THE traitorv' cried the
marQuise, springing up. ooh, If we
women tried to ruin an innocent life,
how would the world deal with us?
But these gay lords of creation cast
their snares, kill their victims, and So
ciety continues to open its doors to
them and lavish upon them its smiles.
Jeanette" and she paused before the
young girl, who had risen from the
footstool and stood downcast and ST.
lent. "who save" you from this man?"
Jeanette raised her eyes timidiy. 'sMy
grandmother arrived one day, kissed
me many times as she said: You look
pale. petite. know that city eyes are
looking too often into yours. We are
plain country folk and must remain So
Come home. my child. with me- and
she packed my things and never let me
out Of her sight until we were home
again. tried to see him, but grand
mother was like iron. She has broken
my heart" and the girl wept.
"Poor little field flower" said the
mnrquise softly. "This first sorrow,
like heavy. sorrow, bends your head
low in the duDt; but, like others, it will
pass, and you will blossom again, fair
er than before, in the sunshine OF hon.
est love-"
4sNever, never, Nine. Ia Nfarquise.''
sobbed the girl.
"Listen, Jeanette. You are young
and do not know the world. This man
meant harm. He soon would have
grown tired Of your simple ways and
would have put you aside as he would
toss away faded flower, and then he
would have married a lady Cor her for
tune"
"Ah, no, no, madame!
''Yes. yes, jeanette. Your grand
mother has saved you from disgrace.
Come. my child. dry those eyes and
forget fattering words that We're false
as the man who uttered them. Poor
little moth, you futtered too near the
fame and singed your wings"
Then, seeing how sad the child look
ed, the marQuise added kindly: ''There.
shall not scold you more today. But
be sure that your grandmother and
are your truest friends. Believe in us,
for we would shield you from harm"
Jeanette took the fair hand extended
to her and kissed it respectfully. "Ma-
dame Ia too kind to interest herself in
me and my little troubles. She has all
my gratitude"
Then show your gratitude by fol-
lowing my advice" answered the mar
quise, smiling.
4 will try. madame" and. taking her
cloak an0 hat. jeanette quietly left the
room.
As the door closed behind her the
mar1nise creased to tie IRE ana stood
meditauvesJ, with one arm leaning on
the mantalshelf. The loose rufiles of
her short sleeve falling back, revealed
the round. white arm. On the taper |
fingers Jewels flashed in the firelight.
She was an aristocratic looking wont
nm, adored by her friends and relatives,
though Parisian society deemed her q
ghade too serious TO accord her the pop
uiarity which her rank and wealth
might otherwise have given her, but
her wit and appreciation Of talent filled
her salons with artists, savants and
men Of letters. "A certain simplicity OF
manner had kept her free from the
Etilted affectatfons Of the period, and
Ahor innate dignity gave little encour-
agement to the ordinary scandalous
gossip around her. at is. TO please her
father, she had married an ola courtier,
who died before she was 20. Nearly
ten yea,s mad elapsed since then. and !