The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-03-08

YOU this ring oil mlnei anu sue uI0"
one from her finger 81 wish you to
wear 1t, 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 you?"
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 ] 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; l am sorry
you are not to go with me, for l 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 shoul-
| der
Jean remained silent, standing with
lowered eyes, while the bell tangled
second time.
"Tll be in this port again within
two years." added Laro, "and then I
ain 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 70 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
Thiel's voice soon aroused him from
his selfreproachlngs
Come" the landlord said sharply
"come with me-"
The hooks of rope ladder were
soon fastened into two iron rings bolt
ed to the rock. A coil of rope was
then put through the opening, and
lowered carefully, until Laro, who
kept hand upon it, felt it grow taut
with 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
we'll came from his ps-disappeared
down the ladder.
Ropes were fastened under the
arms OF the young girl and of her
maid One of the counts friends fol
lowed Laro; then the maid after him
next the count himself, and then his
daughter, the two remaining gentle.
men pOinp last of all
There was no sign of fighting when
Jean and Pierre left LIE Chen Heu
reux that night; and the sough OF
the rising wind was all that broke
the silence.
Next time / will surely GO" Jean
said to himself, as he and Pierre, af
ter putting out the light which Mar
got had left for them, took off their
shoes and crept softly upstairs to their
respective bedrooms. "Laro said he
would return within two years; and
in two years | shall be larger, and
she will not call me boy. l will 60
and will find her."
| ITO be cOntinued)