The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1902-07-22

laQy IrOm EarlS IS at the Chateau Qe
Canillac and that NJ. de Turenne and
many high lord from the south have
been visiting her. They will be tired
of dancing and singing soon, those hot
bloods, and we may have to look to the
castle wallis"
''This evening, then, you must take
me to Lorgnac," l said with a view to
end the conversation.
at is madame's order, butt And
he stopped short for a second and then
continued, Antoine. the peddler's
daughter, who has married Gribot, the
woodman of Lorgnac, has a cow and
calf for sale, and there is none in the
chateau"
"Then buy it of her, Pierre" And
with another low bow the old man
withdrew with the "household," who
had evidently been trained in severe
school by Pierre, for he had stood bolt
upright like soldier at attention and
never moved muscle during the
whole of the interview.
So my business as mistress of Lor-
gnac had begun, but there were one or
two things that required immediate at
tention from me before 1 began my
household duties. l called Mousette
and, going over the money we had,
found that it reached to about 100
crowns. This was enough for all pres
ent requirements, though I would want
much more soon if all the designs that
were fitting through my brain, in shad-
ow, as it were, were carried out, but
that could be easily arranged hereafter.
Then l saw Lalande and, informing
him that my journey was over, asked
if there would be any difficulty in his
remaining at Lorgnac for at least
few days, as wanted his help. He an
swered that he was at my service, and.
this being settled, set about exploring
the quaint old mansion.
In the afternoon we visited the town.
Alas, it had been for century but a
hamlet, and all trace of town, if ever
there was any, had-long gone! But
small and poor and obscure as Lor-
gnac was, the hand of war had not
spared it, and blackened rafter and
fallen roof still bore witness to NJ. de
Ganache's visit. Privation and want
had left their marks on the faces of the
score or so of inhabitants of the vii
lage, but when they found out who
was they came forward eagerly, and a
small child, no doubt prompted by her
elders, gave me bouquet of wild flow
ers. l went back vowing in my heart
that ere many weeks were over all this
would be changed.
That night as l sat before the huge
log fire in the hall with Moro, the hound
Il found out his name from Pierre
for the first time for many days my
mind was at rest, and L began to feel
also for the first time the glow that
comes to the heart when one is able to
help ones fellow creatures. knew /
was young and inexperienced; that my
life, especially within the last year in
the poisonous air of the court, had been
made up of frivolities and follies that
had brought their own sharp punish
ment with them, yet / had always in
my mind the desire for q nober life,
where my wealth could be used to help
| the distressed and as far as it could sc
| to add to the happiness of others. Sc
far, so good but there was my own
happiness and that of De Lorgnac to
think of. There was a great pity in
my heart for him, but was it right tc
| mistake pity for love and give myself
| wholly to a man to make him happy, to
my own sorrow? For the life of me,
| could not see this. | felt that a man
| who would accept such a sacrifice
would be unworthy of it. But Blaise de
| do this. He was true metal. Was there
another man who would have acted as
he did, whose love was so generous and
| yet so strong? l doubt it. l well knew
| the profession of a mans love that
swore it was ready to die for it's OBJ
| ject, but was unable to abandon or tC
forego anything in its selfishness; but
the love that was, as it were, in the
hollow of my hand was not as this
And then | began to see the hidden Sc
cret of my own heart and called out
aloud, "Come back, De Lorgnac; come
back" But the echo of the vaultet
roof was my only answer. Yet tha
night l slept a happy woman, for
knew what it was now to love.
The days passed on. and, notwith
standing that threw myself heart an(
soul into my plans about Lorgnac
there was an ever eating care in N!
heart, for no tidings came of my hus
band, and it was not pride now, but ;
shyness that I could not overcome, d.
what l would, that absolutely prevent
ed me from making any inquiry
though no doubt inquiry would hav,
been fruitless and vain. Listless ant
tired, / sat one day toward the after
noon at the window by the hall, m.
favorite seat, and looked down tn
winding road that chung to the side O
the steep rocks, hoping against hop
that should see the great white horse
when suddenly spied horseman rid
ing toward the castle with loose rein
and at times he swayed from side t
side like drunken man. In a momen
| I felt tha worst fidinos and know tha