Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1902-10-27

passed between US 1 saw she was uniihe
any of her former selves. She looked pc
yond me with gray colored eyes, ana neio
her lips apart.
this letter from Albany
I could not help glancing curiously at
the sheet in her hand, spotted on the
back with broken red waters. 1t was the
first letter had ever seen. DR.. Cnantry
told me he received but one during the
winter from his sister, and paid two Span
tsh reals in postage for 1T, besides a zee
and some food and whisky to the Indian
who made the journey to deliver such par
cells If was a trying and an important
experience to receive letter. was sur
prised that Madame Tank had recon-
mended my sending one into the Wlscon-
sin country
NM Madame" / said. "Dr. Chantry was
asleep, but will wake him and bring him
here"
mo. will tell you. Monsieur, my Cousin
Philippe is dead"
known she had Cousin Philippe. salo'
stupidity:
''Is he?"
cousin Philippe was my husband, you
understand"
MADAME. are you married?'
''Of courseg' she exclaimed. And con-
fessed to myself that in no other way
could Paul be accounted for.
But you are here alone?"
Two large tears ran down her face.
'.You should understand the De Terriers
are poor. monsieur, unless something can
be saved from our estates that the Bona
parties have given away. Cousin Philppe
went to see If he could recover any part
of them. Count de Chaumont thought II
favorable time. But he was too old for
such a Journey, and the disappointments
at the end of it"
cold, Was he old, madame?''
almost as old as my father.
':But you are very young.
''I was only thirteen when my Iather'
on his death bed, married me to Cousin
Philippe We were the last of our family.
Now Cousin Philippe is dead and Paul and
I are orphans!'
she felt her loss. as Paul might have felt
his He was guTgling at Ernestine's knee
in the next room.
st want advice she said, and stooo
ready to give it, as a man always IS; the
more positively because 1 knew nothing OF
the world.
cousin Philippe said must go to
France for Paul's sake. and appeal my
self to the empress. who has great IN
fuence over the emperor. His command
was to so at once.
Madame, you cannot go In midWlnter'
Must 1 20 at all?" she cried out pas
sionatelv. why don't you tell me De
Ferrier shall not crawl the earth before
Bonaparte! You-of all men! We are poor
and exiles because we are royallsts-are
royalists-we always shall be royalists!
would rather. make. woodchopper OF Paul
than a serf to this Napoleon
She checked herself and motioned to
chair.
have kept you standing.
+ nlaced the chair for her, but she de-
clined it. and we continued to face each
other
me for something. What have doneg
NOTHING, monsieur.
81 will now ask your advice. What do
YOU want me to do that have not doneE
'.AIonsieur, you are doing exactly what
1 want you to do"
Then you are not displeased with meT'
81 am more pleased with you every
time 1 see you. Your advice is gooo. l
cannot go in nidwinter
Are you sure your cousin wanted you
to make this journey
ssThe notary says so I'm this letter. Phil
ippe died in the farmhouse Of one OF our
peasants, and the new masters could not
refuse him burial in the church where De
Ferrfers have lain for hundreds of years.
This interview with Madame de Ferrier
in which 1 cut so poor figure, singularly
influenced me. It made me restless, as II
something had entered my blood. In jan
uary the real spring begins, for then sap
starts and the lichens seem to quicken.
felt / was young. and rose up against les
sons all day long and part of the night.
rushed in haste to the woods or the frozen
lake. and wanted to do mighty deeds
without knowing what to undertake. More
than anything else l wanted friends of
my own age To see DR.. Chantry doing
and hear him grumbling no longer re-
manned endurable for he reminded me that
my glad days were due. and I was not
receiving them. Worse than that. instead
of proving grateful for all his services, I
became intolerant of his opinion.
DE Chaumont viii marry her, he said
when he heard of Madame de Terriers
widowhood. "She will never be obliged TO
sue to the Bonapartes. The count is as
fond of her as he Is of his daughter"
Must a woman marry succession Of
fathers?" I wanted to know.
My master pointed out that the count
was very well favored and youthful
looking man. His marriage to Madame de
Terrier became even more distasteful She
and her poppet we're complete by them
selves. Wedding her to any one was cast
ing indignity upon her.
Annabel de Chaumont was countess
and Madame de Terrier was a marquise.
These names. I understood, meant that
they were ladies TO be served and pro-
tected and as far as he was allowed to
do so, he served and protected the daugh-
ter of his fellow-countryman.
But the pride OF emigres.' DR.. Chan
try said, was an old story in the De
Chaumont household. There were some
Saint Michels who lived in a cabin,
strictly on their own means, refusing the
counts help, yet they had followed him
to lie Rayville in Castorland. Madame de
Terrier lived where her husband had plac-
ed her in a wing of De Chaumont's house.
refusing to De waited on by anybody but
Ernestine. paying what her keeping cost,
when she was welcome guest"
My master hobbled TO see her. And be-
gan to think about her day and night, as
had thought about my books; an isolat-
ed little girl in her early teens. mother and
widow, facing a future like dead wall,
with daily narrowing fortunes. The seclu-
sion in which she lived made her sacred
like religious person. I did not know
what love was. and 1 Eever intended to
dote, like my poor master. Before the end
of January, however, such a change
worked in me that was as fierce for the
vital world as I had been for the world
of books.
VII
A trick of the eyes. a sweet turning of
the mouth corners, the very color of the