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eyes, ooupart; / resnember very wen.-

Eyes, Goupaft; remember very weli."
"Ah, those were happy times, Louise!'
"Yes-yes. And yet, In all. they were
no happier than we find them here now,
fof my "A iheF was not happy there"
II know--I know. And. after all, what
Ia happiness, but the offspring Of CON
tcntf Those were happy hours tlIere In
the old garden nt CIermont, and have
seen some happy ones here
P'0-and we'll see a great many more!
II hope SOL believe 80. But tell me,
Louise, do you remember how we used
10 laugh and talk there, In that old gar
den, sisa in The old -ehRteauy aud how
you used 10 plague and poster fpef''
"Yes. ! remepber very wen. And
how well you used TO bear ltg'
And do you remember how you used
10 pinch my cheek, and box my earsT
ffes" III &b8 gskffAk ~
"And why was I'll Why did you do
those thlngsf
rBecause- because you used to pes
ter me-"
How did ! poster you? Come-now
tell me-" Aud as dpupart thus spoke,
he reached out and took the fair girls
hand.
But she made no reply. Her eyes were
bent upon the ground. aud the warm,
rich blood mounted TO her cheeks and
temples.
IF you will not tell me. may tell
your whispered the young man, tremn-
lousy.
"Bnt | may have forgotten what you
mean," said Louise. casting fuFtiye
glance up into her companions face, but
dropping her eyes again when she found
how eagerly bis gaze was fastened upon
her. You used to pester me IN many
ways"
"Yet I ean.remenlber OF but one. Shall
speak ltf'
'Certainly you may speak.
Then twas for calling you my little
wife that You used 20 do these things
And more, too; you used to assure ms
that when you became my. wife In earn
est. you should be strong enough TO pinch
and box me as ! deserved. Don't you
remembeFT r,
rRut--but was q child then" muir
INJURED Louise, trembling.
"Ay--and we were both children. foc
were then a laughing, buoyant girl Of
ten, aud | Wild youth OF seventeen
Those were times when the heart hid
none OF its emotions. All, Louise, many
time since then have | looked back
upon those hours, and tried to anaiyE'
the emotions that moved me then. u
seemed strange that | should have ther
taken an Image upon my hcnrt that th'
hand of time could never effaee---anC
that, too, the image Of mere child. bul
do you remember when the painter, WV
AMI, came TO the old chateau, aud hlreC
him to naint your miniature on SoryF
"Yes," murmured Louise, now looking
| up. .F.5
st. Denis opehed his. vest, and from
beneath II he drew a golden locket tha
opened by means OF spring. lie press
ed 1t, and the case separated, revealing
a sweet face-a childlike cpuntenance
vet run uf spui ana life. The goice'
hair hung in wild profusion about tn
dlmpled cheeks, and beaming smii
dwelt In the deep blue eyes, and upol
the parting lips
"no you know whom that was takel
rOrf' Goupatt whispered. ~ rH s
20. yes--'tls me; it's mine. ] remem
ber Il well. o, how like Louis 1t loOksg
Because 1t looks even now Ike you
But listen, Louise. Seven years-yes
eight years--I have owned this swee
transcript. and not for one moment, dur
ing all that time, has It left my posses
sion, Never have my eyes closed t
sleep but II has rested upon my bosom
and never waking hour but have worI
II next my heart, Think you ! hay
forgotten the sweet love OF my boyhoodr
Gradually the fair girls head sank upol
her companions bosom, and when sh
| looked up again. her eyes were filed wit
tears.