Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1905-05-17

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/ how unhappy r shall be to leave
Captain" she said. quickly, "you are
not strong: you are no soldier yet:
= Yes; must be or to the wars"
!, And that suggests an idea" said
she, thoughtfully, her chin. upon hes
hand. 4
3 (Which isl" ~ IT,. " 60
! That wealth is my i'll fortune. sh 4
went on, with sigh. Men and wo-
men are lighting and toiling and bleed
ing to make the world better, and
II am just lady, fussing, primping,
peering into looking glass! should
like to do something, but they thinl,
l am too good-too holy"
but 1t Is hard business-the labors
and quarrels Of the great world" l
suggested.
'Well-it is Gods business" she
continued. "And am I not one of his
children, and 'wist We not that I must
be about my Fathers business?' It
was not too good for the man who
said that"
But what would you do?"
Il do not know. suppose can do
nothing because-alas! because my
father has bought my obedience with
a million francs. Do you not see that
am in bondage?"
BE patient: the life of a rich de-
moiselle is not barren of opportuni-
ty."
To be gay-oh! one might as well
be peacock; to say pretty things,
one might better be a we'll trained par
rot; to grace the court or the salon,
| had as soon be a statue in the corner
1t has more comfort, more security;
to be admired, to hear fine compliments
well, you know that is the part OF
pet poodle. l say, captain. 70 be
happy one must be free to do"
looked into her big eyes, that were
full Of their new discovery.
II should like to be among the
wounded soldiers said she, her face
Frightening. 1T did make mo very
happy to sit by your bedside and do
for YOU
There was a very tender look In her
eyes then.
She started to rise. A brier, stirring
in the breeze, had fallen across her
hair. She let me loose the thorns, and,
doing so. L kissed her forehead-I
could not help it.
"M'sieur!" she exclaimed in whis-
per. Then she turned quickly away
and stood tearing leaf in her fingers.
Forgive mel" I pleaded, for I saw
that she was crying. 1T was the i'm
pulse of moment. Pray forgive met"
She stood motionless and made no
answer. l never felt such a stir in
me. for I had fear, terrible fear,
that had lost what might never have
again.
1T was honorable admiration" I
continued, rising to my full height be-
side her. Tell me, 'm'selle, have
I hurt your
NO." said she in voice that trem-
bled. II am thinking-I am thinking
of somebody else.''
The words, spoken so Slowly, 50
sweetly, seemed, nevertheless, to fly
at me. "Of somebody else!" Whom
could she mean? Had her sister told
her? Did she know of my meeting
with Louison? was about to confess
how deeply, how tenderly, loved her.
had spoken the hrstrword when this
thought flashed upon me, and halted.
I could not go on. -: - ....:. j,
"Ma'm'selle, / said: Tiff it is I
OF whom. you are thinking, give me
only your pity, and can be content
Sometime, perhaps, may deserve
more. If can be OF any servics to
you, send for me-command me. You
snail see that I am not ungrateful
An, ma'm'selle,' / continued, as I
stood to my full height, and felt a
mighty uplift in my heart that seemed
to toss the words out of me, II have
strong arm and a good sword, and the
love OF honor and fair women
She wiped her eyes, and turned and
looked up at me. was no longer a
sick soldier.
1T is like beautiful story" she
said thoughtfully; and you-you are
like knight of old. We must go home.
It is long past luncheon hour. We
must hurry"
She gave me her arm up the hill.
, and We walked without speaking.
Il am very we'll to-day" remarked
| as we came to the road. IF you will
will wait here until I get to the big
! birch, shall go around to see if I
can beat you to the door,
1T is not necessary" said she, smil-
ing, "and-and, m'sieur, am not
ashamed of you or of what I 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 fighting.
The great monsieur stayed through
the afternoon, as the baroness had
planned a big houseparty for the night,
in celebration of the. counts return.
My best clothes had come by me ,sen-
ger from the Harbor, and l coulo 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
whom were number had seen at the
chateau-Mr. David Parish of Ogdens-
burg, who arrived late in a big, two
wheel cart drawn by four horses that
came galloping to the door, and
Gen. Wilkinson, our new commander
in the north, a stout, smooth-faced
man, who came with Mr.. Parish in