The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-09-20

inheritance falling in. The marquis
pressed behind me. and when I had
spoken to Madame de- Ferrier knew it
was his right to take the hand of the
woman who had been his little naisAber,
"You don't remember nae, madame2"
20. yes, do. Monsieur du Plessy; and
your wall fruit, toog'
The rogue! Permit me to tell you
those pears are Fastening to be ready for
you once more"
And Bichette. Honsieur--is dear old
Bichette alive?"
"she is alive, and draws the chair 40
Well as ever I hear you have A. little son.
He may love the old pony and chair as
you used to love Them"
Seeing you. monsieur. is like coming
again to my home!'
Il trust you may coma seeH."
They spoke Of fruit and cattle. Neither
dared mention the name Of any human
companion associated with the past.
took opportunity to ask Count do Chau-
mont If her lands were recovered A baf-
fed look troubled hts face,
''The emperor will see her tonight" he
answered. 1T Is Impossible to say what
can be done until the emperor sees her"
will marry her TO the officer who holds
her estate?"
The count frowned.
"No-nol That's impossible"
Twill the officer sell his rights 1t Ma
dame do Terriers are not acknowledged"
II have thought Of that. And I want to
consult the marquis"
When he had chance to draw the mar
quIs aside, I could speak to Madame do
Ferrier without being overheard; though
my time might be short, She stood be-
tween the curtains, and the man In uni
form had left his place to nae.
well. I am here" said,
r1oI u1,a
Il am here because love you."
She held fold Of the curtain 10 her
hand and looked down at It; then up
at me. :: II >
You must not say that again"
"Whv?'
you know why"
II do not"
Remember who you are"
II am your lover"
She looked quickly around tho buzzing
drawing groom. and leaned: cautiously
nearer.
You are my sovereign"
II believe that, Eagle. But it does not
follow that I shall ever reign"
Are you safe here? Napoleon Bona
parte has Spies"
But he has regard, also. for old aris-
tocrats like the Marquis du Plessy."
Yet remember what he did to tho
Duke d'Enghien. Bourbon prince is not
allowed IN France
How many people consider me \
here. Fortune has wonderfully helped me
since I came to France. Lazarre, the
dauphin from the Indian camps brazenIy
asks you to marry him. Eagle!'
Her face blanched white, but she
laughed.
vantage Of royal favor. Don't you think
this is a strange conversation in draw
lng-room of the Empire? hated myself
for being here-until you came in
Eagle, have you forgotten our supper
on the island?" -
Eyes, SIRE" She scarcely breathed the
word.
my unanointed title is Lazarre. And
suppose you have forgotten the fog and
the mountain, too?" -
YES"
"Lazarre"
Eyes. Lazarre."
You love me! You shall love me!''
LAS De Terrier should; no farther!'
Her lifted chin expressed strength
could not combat. The slight dark
haired girl, younger than myself mas
tered and drew me as if my spirit was
stream, and she the ocean into which it
must flow. Darkness like that Of Ste
Pelagie dropped over the brilliant room,
I was nothing after ALL but palpitating
Light seemed to strike through her blood,
however, endowing her with splendid
pallor
II am. going" determined that
moment, ITO Mittau."
The adorable curve OF her eyelids, un-
like any other eyelids ever saw, was lost
to me, for her eyes flew wide open.
She looked around and hesitated to
pronounce the name Of the Count Of
| Provence.
Yes. I am going to find some one who
belongs to me-"
you" have the marquis for a friend"
And I have also Skenedonk, and our
| tribe, for my friends But there Is no one
| who understands that man must have
| some love-"
| Consult Marquis du Plessy about go
ing to Mittau. 1t may not be wise. And
war is threatened on the frontier"
Il will consult him, Of course, but am
| going" -
who cursed and swore, and men who were
| drunk the greater part Of the voyage. I
was brought up In the old-fashioned way
by the Saint-Michels, so know nothing of
present customs. But it seems to me our
times are rude and wicked. And YOU Just
awake to the world, have yet the limo
| cenee OF that little hoy who sank into the
strange and long stupor. II you changed
I think I. could not bear it!''
| II will not change"
A stir which must have been widenins
through the house as a ripple widens on
lake, struck US, and turned our faces witt,
all others to a man who stood In front Of
| the chimney. He was not large In per.
4 son, but as an individual his presence was
naassive--was penetrating. could have
! topped him by head and shoulders: yet
without mastery. He took snuff as he
slightly bowed in every direction. shut thu
lid with q snap, and Adgeted as II inpa-
tient to be gone. He had mouth OF
wonderful beauty and expression. and hi.
eyes were more alive than the eyes OF
any other man In the assembly. felt his
gigantic force as his head ripped forward
and he glanced about under his breWs.
There Is the emperor" De Chaumont
told Eagle; and I thought he made in
decent haste to return and hale her away
before Napoleon,
The greatest soldier in Europe passed
from one person to another with the all
OF doing his duty and getting rid of it.
Presently he raised his voice, speaking to
Madame de Ferrier so that all in the room,
4 might hear. =
Madam. am pleased to see that YOU
wear leno, ! do not like those English
musiins, sold at the price Of their weight
in gold. and which do not look half as
well as beautiful white lene Wear leno
cambria, or silk. ladies. and then my
manufactures will flourish = y
| ! wondered II he would remember the