The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-03-10

door, saving sarcastically: "A baron | like this gentleman and bourgeois like myself can no longer remain un- | der the same roof"
 So the young man suddenly found himself cast out from luxury into ab- solute poverty and looked about him | for q livelihood. Through some friends he procured a position as writer of prospectuses. translator of newspaper ! clippings and similar work, and man | aged at last to earn scanty stipend enough to just about keep soul and body together and to ciothe that body l respectfully
 For five years Marius lived thus, his home a single room in the garret of { a half ruinious house, his companions well educated young men of slender means or no means at all. who talked philosophy and plotted revolution over prodigious quantities of sour wine at the Cafe Musain Marius took kindly to their philosophy. but kept clear of their vices.
 The young mans favorite lettering place was the Garden of the Luxen- bourg, and thus he became aware of the exsitence of an old man and a re- marably beautiful young woman, ap- parently his granddaughter, who fre- quented the gardens. He also noticed that he was observed by the young lady
 One day the air was warm, the Lux embourg was inundated with light and shade, the sky was as pure as if the angels had just washed it. the spar rows were twittering shrilly In the foliage of the chestnut trees and Marius opened his whole soul to na- ture. He was passing by the bench where the young lady sat she raised her eyes to Aim and their two glances met What was there in that look?
 What he had just seen was not the simple and ingenious eye of child but a mysterious gulf, the mouth of which had opened and then suddenly closed again. The first glance of a soul that does not know itself is like the dawn In the heavens; it is the awakening of something radiant and unknown.
 Upon Marius the effect was magical. He had reached that startling and charming hour which commences great passions. A look had affected this. When the mine is loaded, when the fire is ready, nothing is more simple and a. glance is the spark It was all over; Marius loved a woman and his des- tiny was entering the unknown.
 After that. daily at the same hour, he walked in the Luxembourg and, without speaking, hardly looking at each other, the two lovers conversed by the mysterious telepathy of love. Then one day, he missed the old man and his fair companion. They came no more to the pleasant garden; the old man had noticed something and with drawn the light from Marius's world.
 In the room next to the one occupi- ed by Marius fin the attic of the tum- bledown house lived, in squaloe and misery, family going by the name of Jondrette. The family consisted of a man and his wife and two weN- grown daughters: the members of It lived by chicanery and crime--which ever came handiest to them at the mo- ment.
 A hole in the wall between the two rooms rendered it impossible for Mar ius not to hear what was said in the Jondrette apartment when the occu- pants spoke in a loud voice and. by standing Ion a chair. hn could look into the room.
 One night a benevolent old man vis- ited the Jondrette home, bringing relief to what. he supposed. was a