The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1900-10-05

l wandered about all day, oppressed,
feverish.
You know yourself that Pelven was
killed. Roger came back that night
alone and grieved.
Who was the adversary of De Pei
ven? An officer? Yes Who? l will
not tell you. Only a few knew, and
the secret has been we'll kept The
reason Of the duel? Nothing, they said
"a trife-but have always suspected
that somebody had accused him of
passing too easily across the frontier
alone at night.
The next day Pelven's aged father
came and took away the body. 1t
seems that all the affairs of the lieu
tenant were in perfect order. He must
have had a presentiment that he was
going to be killed, for the words on the
blackboard were in the nature of direc-
tons for his Swn burial. And that
was the end of the poor little made
moiselle."
Two months passed. Spring came.
One day we all started on a drag party
In tho woods ON the road to Dele. \
little before luncheon | went strolling
In the forest with two or three friends.
Suddenly we saw a landau, drawn by
two beautiful horses, coming toward
us along a deserted road In the Ian
deau was an old, pale woman and a
young girl. pretty, clad in black. We
were turning out for them when q dog
jumped from the carriage. We recog-
nized it at once. 1t was Tigresse, the
little bulldog-De Pelven's dog. While
he Was sprnging at US, licking our
hands for JOY, the landau stopped
ana a great, gold braided valet stepped
out and solemnly picked up the dog
The little beast struggled, but in spite
Of yelps, bowls and tugs the man prov
ed the stronger, and the landeau pass
ed on.
Naturally we talked of the incident
"What a singular thing-Ti gresse with
those strangers-strangers from over
the frontier too! The liveries are blue
ana blsck-Prussian nobility"
Talking thus, we came back to the
Rendezvous. There we found Louis de
Roll., enc Of my friends, whose castle,
although in France, yet touches the
frontsr We questioned him about
the laadcau.
What, don't you known he answer
ed. THAT is the Princess Of Burgfeld
with her dame de compagnie.' She is
doing pGnance in her 'schloss' instead
. OF dancing in Paris, as she generally
does in the spring. 1t is said that dur
ing the war she had a romance, a de-
licioUs romance, with a French lieuten-
ant whose name l could never learn.
They had sworn eternal fidelity |
don't know what has happened since,
but she now lives in solitude and will
enter u convent at Mannheim on her
tWenty-nfth birthday unless she gets
out Of heg sentmentalisms, which is
net patriotic from the German point Of
view, for she is the daughter of one Of
the first generals OF the empire"
lie said no more, but we understood.
Poor Pelven! That was the explana-
ton Of those long nocturnal rides, TAX
en- at the risk of the senunels' bullets;
that was the meaning of that seques-
trated life Of the golden locket, with
its wing-symbol Of his ethereal love,
Gtful and fragile; that was the reason
for that life of mystery, poetry and ST.
lence, the roses in the cottage, the ada
gio Of Beethoven and the duet, which
finished it all. He was dreaming. 'the
Observation-Disclosures" And in that dream
he died-From the French Of Adolphe
Cheneyieyre For Chicago Times Her
aid.