The Cairo bulletin., 1904-11-29

said that"
But what would you do?"
Il do not know. suppose can do
nothing because-alas, because my
Gather has bought my obedience with
a million francs. Do you not see that
am in bondage2"
Be patient; the life of rich de-
moiselle is not barren of opportuni-
ty"
ITO be gay-oh! one might as well
be a peacock; to say pretty things,
one might better be well trained par
rot: to grace the court or the salon.
4 had as soon be a statue in the corner
lit has more comfort. more security;
to be admired, TO hear fine compliments
well, You know that is the part of
q pet poodle. | say, captain. to be
happy one must be free TO do
I looked into her big eyes, that were
fnll of their new discovery.
u should like to be among the
wounded soldiers" said she, her face
Frightening. III did make me very
happy to sit by your bedside and do
for you"
There was a very tender look in her
eyes then.
She started 10 rise. A brier, stirring
in the breeze. had fallen across her
hair. She lei me loose the thorns. and,
doing so, kissed her forehead-I
could not help it.
"M'sieur!' she exclaimed in a whls-
per. Then she turned quickly away
and stood tearing leaf in her fingers
Forgive me-" | pleaded. for | saw
that she was crying 1T was the inn
pulse Of moment. Pray forgive me-"
She stood motionless and made no
answer. | never felt such a stir in
me. for had a fear, terrible fear,
that had lost what might never have
again.
1T was honorable admiration"
continued, rising to my full! height be.
side her Tell me. ma m'selle. have
I hurt your
NO said she in voice that tren-
bled II am thinking am thinking
OF somebody elseA
The words, spoken so slowly, so
sweetly. seemed nevertheless, to fly
at me. "0f somebody else!" Whom
could she mean? Had her sister told
her? Did she know of my meeting
with Lou!son? I was about to confess
how deeply. how tenderly, / loved her
/ had spoken the first word when this
thought flashed upon me. and halted
| could not go on.
Ma m'Sele. said. "I--I-if it is |
Of whom you are thinking, give ma
only your pity, and can be content
perhaps. | may deserve
more. If | can be of any service to
you, senu Ior me--command me. you
shall see that | am not ungrateful
All, ma'mselle,' | continued, as |
stood TO my full height and felt q
mighty uplift in my heart that seemed
to toss the words out of me. Il have
strong arm and good sword, and the
love Of honor and fair women"
She wiped her eyes, and turned and
looked up at me- | was no longer
sick soldier.
1T is like a beautiful story" she
said thoughtfully; and you-you are
like a knight of old. We must go home.
1t is long past luncheon hour. We
must hurry
She gave me her arm up the hill,
and we walked without speaking.
Il am very well to-day remarked
as we came to the road. IF you will
will wait here until / get to the big
birch, | shall go around to see If |
can beat you to the door,"
1T is not necessary" said she, smil-
Ing, "and-and, msieur, am not
ashamed of you or of what l have
done"
The baroness and Louison had not
yet returned. NJ. Pidgeon was at
luncheon with US in the big dining
room, and had much to say of the
mighty Napoleon and the coalition he
was then lighting.
The great monsieur stayed through
the afternoon. as the baroness had
planned big houseparty for the night,
in celebration OF the counts return
My best clothes had come by messen-
ger from the Harbor, and | could put
myself in good fettle. The baroness
and the count and Louison came early,
and we sat long together under the
trees.
The dinner was at seven. There were
more than a dozen guests. among
who were number had seen at the
David Parish OF 0gdens
burg, who arrived late in a big, two
wheel cart drawn by four horses that
,ame galloping TO the door, and
Gen. Wilkinson, our new commander
N the north. a stout, smooth-faced
man. who came with Mr.. Parish in
dress.
At the dinner the count had much
70 say of the scores OF excitement in
Albany. where he had lately been.
The baroness and her wards were re-
splendent in old lace and sparkling
Jewels. Great launches of venison
we're served from a long sideboard
here was a free flow of old Madeira
and Burgundy and champagne and
sognac. Mr.. Parish and the count and
he general and Moss Kent and NJ
PidgeOn sat long al the table, with
sigars and coffee, after the rest of US
had gone TO the parlors. and the big