Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-06-12

and stood silent
And you do not wish it?. cues
toned JacGueli2e
Am | not leaving you?"
Also Madam la Duchesse."
All, you have been told that al
ready?H
Already"
Hear me little one. There was a
poor stupid fellow reaching after a
trinket. He thought he wanted it
The chief attraction, think, was that
he had a great rival. Taking a way
toward this trinket he came upon
something different, infinitely differ.
ent. He has forgotten all else in the
world. Can you forgive his folly, lit
tie countess?"
Poor trinket." sighed Jacqueline.
Has it still the great rival or has he.
too, found something different?"
He, too. We are rivals again"
The little countess flushed holly
"And you go away?' she said.
Shall tell my great rival that l
am afraid to go away?"
Would it be true?"
'Never!"
At this he reached out her hands
in very pretty loyalty and he bent
swiftly and drew them to his lips. Il
pray your God keep you, little one"
and YOU" breathed Jacqueline;
she had not forgiven him his trinket.
yet her heart was throbbing so she
could not well spealy, end De Marche
smiled.
He should have been far from Yer
sailles by nightfall, yet the duchess.
resting after her seventh dance. dis
covered him coming up the great
stairway. She had chosen her seat
against a heavy portiere because its
tints made more perfect the sheen of
her dress and hair; but she smiled
with new shadows of the other side.
A cautious finger beckoned De
Marche
mot gone YETI"
81 have come back"
"a magnet here?"
"A magnet. Can you direct me-
glancing eagerly about, "to Countess
JacGueline?"
"You are in haste?'
Pardon, yes, in haste?"
"One would say So" pouting. "a
true lovers haste"
ga true lovers haste, madam You
have said it."
"Fie, fie, monsieur lie count, it's a
century old to be in love with ones
wife,
Pray help so aged man with
your young eyes"
Poor feeble mem" with a little bit
ter laugh, you are always wanting
eyes. And am to help you see-the
woman you lover"
THE Countess Jacqueline, yes"
From behind the portiere came the
swish of silken skirts flying away
The duchess listened
Excellent" she cried, and broke
into a ringing laugh. mot quite what
De Berry expected. but twill serve"
De Marche stared, then, with curt
bow, turned away.
Now there were conveniently about
the king some few with tact enough
to help his occasional escape from the
boredom of royal etiquette. And the
dullest of his court could read his eye
when it rested on the Countess
Jacqueline. So when she hurried
away to an anteroom opening from the
second grand salon, only Louis fol-
lowed. She was flushed and tremb-
ling, and he thought it was his com
ing.
"Ah," he cried gayly, always hid
ing! Have you no heart, little queen
of witches?"
'Is your majesty collecting hearts?'
faltered Jacqueline.
81 seek one to match a gem that has
been given me-" and he held the ruby
under her eyes.
"Given?" she gasped, "given?"
was 1t not?"
mo, no, sire." in distressed embar.
rassment How could 1t be given
1t was given me-"
The king laughed. He thought that
he understood.
"You need not be afraid Of any
one" he said, when you give TO
Louis"
She stood silent, but faced him
proudly.
Come" he urged, take it back
then. What will you give in exchange
little witch, for my ruby?"
"Your majesty jests with me-
"No, no my soul MOI" drawing
nearer. You shall have back the
ring for a smile, and a coronet for an
other. Come, smile on me, queen Of
witches" and selling her hand he
shut the ruby inside.
There must be happiness in the
heart" murmured Jacqueline, trying
to draw back, before it can show or
the lips"
"And cannot your heart be happy
little finty one, with ruby and {
! coronet and-a king?"
Not with the world" answered tht
little countess, unless"
Unless"
! Unless he, too, were happy"
J He" cried Louis, What, thu
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