Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1905-05-25
the result With much esteem. yourJ
very truly. F. l. SANDERS,
Notary Public"

the result With much esteem, your1
very truly, F. L SANDERS,
Notary Public"
In going far away from their old
home Allen knew that no one would
connect them with that of their grand
father. Honore de Beaupre, OF with the
old escutcheoned tomb. where so many
OF his ancestors rested.
How everything appertaining TO the
ancient race from which he and Aurore
were descended had erumbled and gone
10 decay
Ruin and oblivion had swept out Of
existence fortune and the old home
stead-and even the ancient tomb,
which was now a pile Of broken rub
bish. brick and marble.
Well and escuteheoned and a erum-
bling tomb are worthless possessions
for a man who makes his daily bread
by the sweat Of his brow, at least the
sale of the green sod under II could
serve TO give Aurore the education she
ought TO have.
Allen wrote with a curious mixture
Of sorrow and at parting with the last
link binding them TO former days and
gladness, that a chance was given him
TO do for Aurore what he so longed TO
accomplish.
So he wrote "sell the tomb" and felt
that his father and mother would APP
prove.
He was destined 10 a life Of arduous
toll, in a remote parish. but at least
Aurore. on whom he had lavished such
care and devotion could be sent 20
some fine college. She would make
friends and learn what life is in great
cities.
The old tomb breathed a sigh of sor-
row when the workmen came 10 de-
molish II, and the sweet wild rose
growing over il and clinging so tena-
ciously to its side wept many a tear,
and dropped and withered as the work
went on.
Courage, courage. little Rose"
whispered the old Tomb as il lay dis
mantled OF its marble shield and coat
of-arms BE not too sorroWful Ny
destruction will mean happiness for
the last descendants Of the old race.
who. from what | gathered by the talk
of those who have come around me Of
late, are in sore distress and poverty.
So am willing to pass out of exist
ence.
The chevalier's jewels in the casket
| have so long guarded will 20 10 re-
lieve their sorrows and will bring
them Joy So do not repine, sweet
Rose, and you-they will not harm
you. They will surely care for you
and tend you, and you will grow lux
uriant and blossoms will bloom under |
the sunshine and dews, the gentle rain |
and soft chill mists of winter.
"Adieu, little Rose, my mission is
over. | am only an empty shell, a
crumbling moekery. and obey the die
tate Of ruthless man and majestic time.
Adieu."
The old tomb fell apart with a
crash.
Why. look at that box! How |
wonder what 1t contains?"
said the lawyer to Mr.. Bolton, picking |
up the little casket
Two days later Allen was notified |
that jewels and most precious stones
had been discovered in the old tomb /
when the debris was being cleared /
away.
Sis, dear, our old ancestor, the |
chevalier has left us a legacy. We will |
go abroad for year or two" Allen
said, kissing Aurore, who gave a sigh |
of bewildered JOY.
The rose vine in its grief fell pros
trate over the shattered remnants OF |
the once solemn and beautiful old |
tomb, and would not be comforted.-
n. o. Times Democrat.