The Washington times., 1902-08-31

| TO me OF mornings, deprecating my
l'voiceless contempt. | would hear him
quarreling with a servant in the hall:
for the slightest variation in his COM
fort engendered RACES in him that were
laughable. Then he entered. red-nosed.
red-eyed. and bloodIessly shlvering,
with piece of paper covered by lnnu-
merable small characters.
Good morning, my lad." he would
say.
Good morning. Doctor Chantry." I
ansYered.
Here are few little stanzas which
have just set down. II you have no
objection l will read them"
must have listened like a trapped
bear. sitting up and longing to get at
him, for he usually finished humbly.
folding his paper and putting it away in
his breast. There was reason to believe
these verses for Annabel de Chaamont.
But there is no evidence that she
carried them with her when she
and her governess departed in
"a great coach all gilt and
padding. Servants and a wagon load OF
baggage and supplies accompanied De
Chaumcnt's daughter on the long jour-
ney to her Baltimore convent.
Shaking in every nerve and pale as q
sheet my poor master watched her out
of sight. He said he should not see his
sister again until spring; and added
that ne was a fool, but when a creature
of light came across his path he could
had been blighted by disappointment
in youth. but he had thought he might
at least bask in passing sunshine,
though fated to unhappiness. was
ashamed to look at him, or 20 give any
sign Of overhearing his weakness. and
exulted nightly in my youth, despis-
ing the entertainments OF a woman.
Madame de Ferrier watched the de-
parture from another side of the gall
lery. and did not witness my poor mas
ter's breakdown. She came and talked
to him, and took more notice of him
than I had ever seen her take before.
In day or two he was quite himself.
Gus at the servants. and giving me fret
full histories of his wrongs when brandy
and water were not put by his bedside
at night, or warming pan was not
passed between his sheets.
About this time l began TO know with
out being taught and without express
it in words, that there is natural law
af
like the company We keep During the
first six months OF my stay in De Chau-
mont's house Doctor Chantry was my
sole companion. l looked anxiously into
the glass on my dressing table. dread
ing to see reflection of his pettiness.
IN expression. The eyes were hazel, and
blush around the iris rims, the nose
aquiline. the chin full, the head high.
and round tempted. The hair was sunny
and wavy. not dark and tight fitting Ike
that OF my Indian father and mother.
There would oe always a scar across
my eyebrow. I noticed that the lobe of
my ear was not deeply divided from my
head, but fashioned close to 1t in tri-
angular snugnes SIS. though l could not
have said so. Regular life and abund-
ant food and the drive of purpose. were
developing all my parts. took childish
pleasure 10 watching my Indian boy
hood go. and vital force mounting
every hour.
Time passed without marking until
January. The New England Thanksgiv-
ing we had not then heard of; and
Christmas was a holy day of the ehui ch.
On a January afternoon Madame de
Ferrier sent Ernestine to say that shs
wished TO see Doctor Chantry and me.
Ny master was asleep by the fire in
an armchair, l looked at his disabled
feet. and told Ernestine l would go
with her alone She led me to a wing
of the house.
Even an Indian boy could see through
snnabel de Chaumont. But who might
Tathom Madamc de Ferrier. Every time
| saw her. and that was seldom, some
as ii she were a thousand
women in one. 1 saw her first white
clad spirit, who stood by my
head when l awoke; next, lady who
rose up and bowed TO me: then a
beauty among dancers; afterward, q
little girl running across the turf, or
kind woman speaking TO my master.
Often she was a distant figure. coming
and going with Paul ard Ernestine in
De Chaumont's woods. If we encoun-
tered. she always said, Good day,
and l answered Good day,
l had my meals alone with Doctor
Chantry, and never questioned this GUS
tom, from the day l entered the house.
De Chaumont's chief. who was over the
other servants, and had come with him
frcm his chateau near Blois. waited
upon me. while Doctor Chantry was
served by another man named Jean.
My master fretted at Jean. The older
servant paid no attention to that
Madame de Ferrier and l had lived
six months under the same roof as
strangers. Consciousness plowed such
4 direct furrow in front of me that
saw little en- either side of it. She was
l name that found written in the front
IF the missal. and copied over and over
iowu foolscap paper in my practice OF
script;
Eagle Madeleine Marie de Ferrier."
She stood in her sitting room which