The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-05-28

Iclaimed that she would like to know the Iblackguard who had played this mean trick: that she would pull his ears for Ihim.
 Her distress was great. Where could Ishe take refuge? Where coud she go? lone person alone could always find Isome way, but when there were four lshe stamped with rage to find herself in 1.-the street at o'clock in the morning, ithe snow very deep and the therometer Iaway down.
 Would Heaven not have pity on her and send her aid? she exclaimed. We must believe that Mme von A had some influential friends in Heaven, flor she had no sooner implored aid from this source than a small coach- Iman, enveloped in a fur mantle, the icollar of which hid his face, advanced toward her and offered to drive her home.
 Providence has sent you" cried she, T will give you a dollar for a tip." She jumped into the sleigh with her daughters, who were half frozen.
 They went out of the city and crossed the drill ground, but when they reached the walk lined with trees, the coachman lsuddenly stopped his horse.
 What is the matter?" cried the Majors wife, shaking with fear
 Nothing, only beg the ladies to get Iout, said the coachman.
 ''But we are not home yet.'
 ''That is precisely why"
 ''Ah! indeed are you'mad?"
 The discussion was taking lively turn when four sleighs which had fol- flowed without noise joined them and surrounded them.
 The young men--there were a dozen of them-jumped noisly to the ground. Mime von A--gave a groan of terror as she recognized the students
 All the stories of ambuscades, of vio- Hence. of abductions, that she had ever read came to her mind. She stretched out her arms to her daughters to de- l lfend them from the impending peril. Madam, calm yourself" said the man who seemed to be the leader. This is no noctural attack; neither your purse nor you person is in danger. We only lesson.
 want to give these young ladies a little For two months we have met you at almost all the dances, but never once have you given us the honor of a dance with you. This evening you hardly anwered us politely, and as we do not propose to accept this insult, we vowed to be avenged at the end of the carni- val"
 Do you want to kill us-assassinate us?' cried Mime von A =, "Cowards."
 No. we simply want to make you dance!"
 At o'clock in the morning?-on the snow. Oh. it is an intended murder" "
 Yes on the snow interrupted the chief of the band. See, it is hard and smooth as marble. What prettier dance hall than this could you wish !? The frost decorates ythe trees with pen dants of crystals, the moon and stars furnish lights. As for the music, here it lis!"
 He gave sign, when four of the stu lNNhieo 1dhNu HUH OCllGdlH liHlI GOALS violins and harmonicas and began to play waltz.
 Now young ladies, please get down, 2 said the spokesman. T warn you that you will get down, whether you wish to or not! As for us. 1t is all the same, as long as we dance" They cried again loudly, but to no purpose. Two of the young men took 1.-the youngest and the oldest daughter and put them on the snow. The other one jumped out alone. The ball began.
 It was pleasure to glide on that beautiful snow, sparkling and hard and lighted by the moon, and it soon became delight that the three daughters If the Major were not slow to appreciate. and they gave themselves ID to the en- joyment of dancing with the cavaliers who had forced their company. Mime. von A, who had not dared to cry out for fear they would nake her waltz, too,--no longer concealed her ! face. The gayety of her daughters seemed to reassure her. When she called them they said:
 One more little dance, mother. It is | so enchanting!"
 The ball on the snow lasted until ! in the morning and then they were not so proud and naughty. On the con trary, they were so amenable that they did not even turn their heads away to evade a kiss. The students accompan- fed them as far as their door and they parted the best of friends.
 But what is stranger still is that the daughters of Mime. von A, all three married later some of the students who had made them dance on the snow that cold winters nighti-New York Sun.
 THE PROBATE JUDGES.