Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1905-03-16

second. fear | have done wrong
MY soul"
BE blessed for the good tidings,"
interrupted.
Thanks. vas going to say It &C.
cuses me. Louscn is a proud girl;
she must never know. She can never
know unless
"you tell her" said l. quickly. "And
| of course YOU will
what do YOU mean" she asked.
THAT every secret that must not
be told is the same as published if
if
"If WHAT"
Gift ii tells a pretty story Will
some love in it," said, with quick
sense of caution. "Ah. ma selle. DC
| not know what has made your lips
go red?"
What may it be-
"I'he attritiOn of many secrets
burning secrets" said. laughing.
"Mordicu! what charmin. impu-
dence." she said. her large eyes glow
ing thoughtfully, NTH some look OF
m'sieur. have kept many secrets and
know tho trick.
"Ah. then | shall ask of you great
favor" said that YOU keep my So.
crct also. that YOU do not tell her OF
my love
She wheeled her horse with a merry
peal of laughter. hiding her face, now
rcd as her glove.
at is too late said she. Il have
written her.
We rode on. laughing. IN spite ol
the serious character Of her words,
fell a-Quaking from crown to stirrlp
| was now engaged to I.ouison, or as
honor. | must think no more of heT
sister.
81 wrote her Of your confession
said she. for | knew il would make
her so happy but. YOU know, did not
tell of-oi the circumstances.
well, il will make it all the easier
for me- said. Ma hi sclle | assure
you'll am not sorry"
And. my friend you are lucky: she
is so macniiiCcnt.'
Her face will he study when
tell her
"Thc splondor of it," said she
"And the SURPRISE I added, laugh
ing.
All 'sieur. She will play her part
we'll She is clever. That moment
when The true love comes and claims
her it is the sweetest in Il womans
life
a thought camc flying through my
brain with the sting OF an arrow.
"She must not be deceived. | have
not any noble blood in me. | am only
the son of a soldior-farmcr and have
my fortune to make" said l. quickly.
THAT is only little folly she an
swered, laughing. whether you be
rich or poor. prince or peasant, she
cares not q snap of her finger. Ciel.
is she not republican, has she not
money cnoush?'
Nevertheless. | beg you to say. in
your letter. that have nothing but my
word and my honor
AS we rode along noted in my book
the place and time we were to meet
the captives. The marquis Joined us
at the Hermitage. where a stable-boy
watered our horses. Three servants
were still there. tho Others being now
in the counts service.
If any place give me a days happi-
ness it is dear to me. and the where
! find love is forever sacred. | like to
stand where ! stood thinking of it. and
there | see that those dear moments
are as much a part of mt as of history.
So while Therese and the marquis got
off their horses for n little parley with
the gardener. can'rred up the north
trail TO where | sat awhile that de-
lightful summer day with Louise The
erottO had now q lattice roofing of bare
branches. Leaves. as red as her blush
as golden as my memories. came rat
Ting through it, falling with faint
'ustle. The big woods were as a
gloomy and deserted mansion. with Tie
lonely cry Of The wind above and a
ghOstly rustic within where had been
love and song and laughter and all de-
light.