The Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1903-1909, 1906-04-10

nardly 10 have been expec'eu III
lad of his age, "Neyer-until TINS mo
ment."
She laughed and drew her mana
away, the wild-rose color deepening
in her cheeks
The smile was gone as she Salu'
speaking in so low a tone tld' He
scarcely caught her words, is ne re-
lated to youths Laro?,
ooh, no, ma m 'selle,' he whispered,
81 have known him only few weeks
"And do you like him.
She-pernaps unconsciously-ralseu
her voice a little; and the gravity Oh
its tone, coupled with that winch
showed in her face caused Jean 10
stare at her with surprise.
She leaned forward until her lace
was close to his own.
Jean Latte" she said slowly ana
distinctly. 81 never had a brother'
but if | could have one, would WISH
him to be like you. | should not IKE
II JLdI YOU grew W pC' q iiA"hi NN>N
| feel this Laro must be.
Again Jean was slow in thinking
what to say; and all he did was TO
look into her lovely face-lnto the
lustrous eyes fixed SO intensely upon
him
you may forget me, jean she re-
sumed, as he did not speak; but |
shall hope not Yet, for fear | may
slip from your memory, | will give
you this ring of mine" and she drew
one from her finger Il wish you TO
wear it, and to think it says always,
'Roselle de Cazeneau gave me to you;
and she will always pray for YOU
that you may be gallant gentleman,
loyal to what is true and right. viii
you have the ring say this to your"
Her words touched deeply the boys
chivalric, impulsive nature; and bend
ing over the hand that proffered the
ring, he pressed his lips to the jew
eled fingers.
Thank you" he said, as, now with
a smile, she slipped the little circlet
upon the fourth finger of his left
hand; and the touch of her own, warm
and gentle, sent thrill of delight
through his young veins.
81 shall never forget yOu" he de-
clared, looking up into her face; and
no matter what or where | may be,
you and yours will always have my
love and service"
1T is now my turn to thank you"
she said; "for" and a far-seeing look
chased the smile from her eyes
"who shall say but that l or mine
may call upon you to make good your
promise?"
Before he could reply, they were in
terrupted by the entrance Of Laro,
with Thiel close behind him. and fol-
lowing the two was Pierre, who with
open eyes and mouth stared about
him wonderingly.
Laro gave his orders hastily, but
clearly, after which he turned to
Pierre, who stood near him.
Good night, my boy; | am sorry
you are not to go with me, for | would
like greatly to have your stout heart
and strong arm aboard the 'Aigle.'
You will come with me next timer"
laying his hand on the boys Shout
der.
Jean remained silent, standing with
lowered eyes, while the bell tangled
a second time.
"Tll be in this port again within
two years." added LarO, and then
am sure you will be ready to come
with me. Until then, dear lad, good
night" And he moved away, mo-
tioning for the Others to follow.
Good night, Jean, and adieu," said
Roselle, as she was about to pass
him. "Do not forget me, nor what |
have said to you"
She was gone, leaving the boy
standing mute, sensible of the odor of
violets, and regretting ruefully his in
ability to have acknowledged her gra-
ciOus farewell. But the sound Of
Thiels voice soon aroused him from
his self-reproachings.
Come" the landlord said sharply
come with me-"
The hooks of a rope ladder were
soon fastened into two iron rings bolt
ed to the rock. coil OF rope was
then put through the opening, and
lowered carefully, until Laro, who
kept a hand upon it, felt it grow taut
with a pull from below.
Good night again, boy; my heart
is sorry to leave thee behind he said
to Jean, who was close to him. Good
by, again, and good luck!"
He had, while speaking, stepped
through the opening, and, as the fare
well came from his lips-disappeared
down the ladder.
Ropes were fastened under the
arms of the Young girl and of her