The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-12-19
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your majesty overwhelms me with
Kindness" murmured the young lover,
warmly grasping the hand extended to
him. Have I your permission to tell
Mary Of Vendome?'
you have my permission to tell her
anything, but you will bring her no
news news for I am now on my way to see
The king gaily marched on, his head
held high, man not to be denied, and
as he passed along all bowed at his
coming, for every one in the court adj
mired him. There was something I'M
expectedly French in the dash, Of this
young Scotchman. He strobe across
the court and up the steps that led
into the Palais Vendome. The
duchess herself met him with hard
smile on her thin lips. -
Madam he said brusquely, II
would see your daughter alone.''
The grim duchess hesitated.
MARY is so shy" she said at last.
But the king interrupted her.
Il have a cure for that. Shyness
your daughter alone, madam. Send
her to me- ..
There being no remedy when king
commands, the woman made the best
of a dubious proceeding.
James was pacing up and down the
splendid draWlng-rOOm when, from the
farther door the dropping girl ap-
peared, still with downcast eyes, nun
like iii her meel. obedience. She came
forward perhaps a third the length of
the room, fa.tered. and stood.
Mary" said the king, ''they told
me you were beautiful, but I come to
announce to you that such is not my
opinion. You are ambitious, it would
seem, SO I tell you frankly you will
of 1oo
For the first time in his presence
the girl uncovered her eyes and looked
up at him. .~
YES" said the king, your eyes are
fine. I am constrained to concede
that much, and if I do not wed you
myself it is but right I should nom
mate a candidate for your hand. There
is a friend of mine for whom / shall
use my influence with Francis and
your father that they may persuade
you to marry him. He is young Tai
bot, constable of Falaise, demented
STRIPPING who calls you the Pearl OF
France. Oh, now the color comes to
your cheeks. T would not have be-
lieved it. All this occurrences
his feet, grasped his hand and pressed
it to her lips.
Tut, tut he cried hastily, that Is
a reversal of the order of nature. Rise
and when I send young Talbot to you
see that you welcome him; and now
good-day to YOU"
AS he passed thru the outer room
the duchess lay in wait for him and
began murmuring apologies for hel
daughters diffidence.
1--WE have arranged all about the
wedding, madam" said the king re.
assuredly as he left the palace.
The next day at the hour when the
! king had met Madeleine for the frs
! time, he threaded his way eagerly
! thru the 1nazes of the old castle unit
! he came to the door that led him ou
into the Elysian garden. The weather
still befriended him, being Of an al
| most summer mildness.
For several minutes he paced i'm.
patiently up and down the grave
walk, but no laughing face greeted
him from the battlements above. A
| last, swearing a good round Scot.
fish oath he said, I'll solve the mys
lower branch of the tree, he was about
to climb as he had done before, wher
a tantalizing silvery laugh brought
| his arms down to his sides again
1 1t seemed to come from an arbor a
the further end Of the grounds, bu
when. he reached there the place
proved empty. He pretended t.
search among the bushes, but never.
theless' kept an eye on the arbor
when his sharp ear caught rustlins
| Of silk from behind the summer house
| He. made a dash toward it, then re
versed his direction, speeding like the
! wind, and next instant this Elusive
! specimen Of Gallo womanhood raj
| plump into his arms, not seeing where
| she was going, her head averted tt
. watch the danger that threatened
from another quarter.
Before she could give utterance tt
more than one explanatory, "Oh,' h
had kissed her thrice full on the lips
I She struggled in his arms like
! frightened bird, nobly indignant, will
:. shame-crimsoned cheeks, shifting hin
with her poWerless little snowflake
! of hand, Her royal lover laughed
"IIa, my Madeleine, this is the sec
4 ond stage Of the game. The hant
was paradise on earth; the lips ar
/ the seventh heaven ITSELF
i Release me, you Scottish sclown!
/ cried Madeleine, her black eyes snap
ping fire.. II will have you whippe,
4 from the court for your insolence."
! my dear, you could not be so crue
Remember that poor Cupid's back
naked, and he would CULVER unde
every stroke"
i ''I'd never have condescended t
meet you did I dream of your actin,
so. IT'S intolerable, the forwardnes
of you beggarly Scots!''
May. never beggarly, my dear
except where a woman is concerned
4 and then we beg for favors''
4 You little suspect who | am or .yo1