Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1907-05-30

with its bright days and tts soft nights,
murmurous with voicesf Paris with ITS
| provided pavements-and such a crowd.
where every man and woman awakens
interest, excites speculation! Paris.
with it's blue sky and Its trees. and its
! color-and it's fascination there Is no
describing.
JOY is a great restorer. and a week Of
happiness in this enchanted city had
wrought wonders in our junior II his
betrothed. 1t was good to look at
them-to smile at them sometimes; az
when they stood unseeing before sonrS
splendid canvas at the Louvre. The
past was put aside, forgotten: they
lived only for the future.
And u near future. too. There was
no reason why 1t should be deferred;
we nae all agreed that they were bet
ter married at once; so. that decided,
fairs, and spent the intervening fort
night in a riot of visits to the Co.'S
tuner: for, In Paris. even for a wy
quiet wedding. a bride must have her
trousseau. But the great day came at
last; the red tape OF Frcnch adm Si-
istration was successfully ~unknotted:
and at noon they We're welded. with
only We three for witnesses. at the
pretty chapel OF St. Luke's, near the
Boulevard Montparnasse.
There was a little breakfast after
ward at Mrs. Kemball's apartment, and
then our hostess bad them adieu. and
her daughter and drove with them
across Paris to take train for a fort
night on the Riviera. We waved them
off n turned back together. ,
1T Is a dissertation to use q carriags
on such a day." said my companion; so
we dismissed ours and sauntered afoot
down the Boulevard Diderot toward the
river.
so that Is the end OF the story she
said musingly.
"Of their story. yes" I INTERCEPTED.
But there are still certain things ]
do not quite understand" she contin-
used, not needing Inc.
Yes"
For instance-why did they trouble
to keep her prisoner"
Family affection"
Nonsense! There could be none.
Besides. the man dominated them; and
l believe him to a been capable of
any crime"
Perhaps he meant the hundred thou.
sand to be only the first payment. With
her at hand. he might hope to get more
indefinitely. Without her.
We'll, without herr"
oh. the plot grows and grows, the
more n thinks Of it! I believe it grew
under his hands in just the same way.
l don't doubt that it would have come,
at last. to Miss Holidays death by
some subtle means; to h substitution
OF her sister for HEREAFTER a year or
two abroad. who could have detected
1t? And then-oh. then, she would
have married Fajolle again. and they
would have settled down to the enjoy
ment of her fortune. And he would
have been a great man-oh. a very
great man. He would have climbed
II climbed"
My companion nodded.
"Touche!" she cried.
l W. my thanks: I was learning
French as rapidly as circumstances per.
mitted.
But Frances did not see them
acain?"
"Oh. no: she preferred not"
And the money!
Was left in the box. 1 sent back tn,
key. She wished it 50. After all. it wa,
her mother"
Yes. OF course; perhaps h was no.
really so bad"
She wasn't" 1 said decidedly. but
the man.
Was a genius. I'm almost sorry he.a
dead"
I'm more than sorry-it has taken ar
interest out Of life
We had come out upon the bridge OF
Austerlitz. and paused. involuntarily,
Below us was the busy river. with its
bridges. its boats. its crowds along the
quays: far ahead, dominating thu
scene. the towers Of the cathedral: and
the warm sun of June was over all. We
leaned upon the balustrade and eazed
at all this beauty.
And now the mystery is cleared
away. she said. and the prince and
the princess are welded. just as they
We're in the fairy tales Of our child.
hood. It's a good ending"
Tor all stories," 1 added.
She turned II looked at me.
There are other Stories" I ex.
planned. Theirs is not the only ono ~.
Mop" ~
The spirit of Paris-or perhaps the
June sunshine-was in my veins. run
hlns riot, clamorous. hot to be re.
pressed.
Certainly not. There might be an.
other. for instance. with you and me a.
the principals"
dared not look at her: I could onlv
stare ahead of me down at the water.
She made no sign: the moments
passed.
Might be-" 1 said desperately. "But
there's a wide abyss between the posi-.
BILE and the actual"
Still no sign: l had offended her: I
might have known
But 1 mustered courage to steal \
sidelong glance at her.
She was smiling down at the water
and her eyes were very bright.
Not always" h whispered. mot
always" w.
(The End.)