The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1907-01-05

was an unwilling witness Oh tnaI
most idyllic of love scenes in garden
that was in itself an idyll.
The murmur of voices from the
path, Immediately out-ide the en-
trance to the pergola, where l was
lounging, was the first intimation
received that someone besides myself
had discovered this fragrant corner OF
that most lovely garden.
1t was a mans voice that spoke
FIRST, in French, eager, impetuous, and,
as imagined, youthful.
Beloved" he said, "is it true? Are
you sure? Will love be enough?"
Enough" The answer evidently
came from a girl; the tones were so
fresh, so clear, but with penetrating
sweetness in them. IF you knew how
glad-how glad / am that am free
to choose love, to follow my heart!
Love is enough"
| The last words were very simply
said, but they held depth of mean
ing that made my foolish old heart
give leap of sympathy.
But you give up SO much" he said
doubtfully. Il take everything; the
sacrifice is all yours"
Sacrificed" she cried, ring OF glad
pride in her voice. do you think l
care for rank and all that rank brings?
/ am glad was born too late to have
| to wear a crown that is SO thorny-so
thorny." she repeated almost dream
lily. Il am free to give myself to you.
Sacrifice?" she laughed softly. There
is no sacrifice in going into Paradise"
J As she spoke those words, the two
paused in their walk along the path,
and through the delicate wisteria and
banksia leaves l caught glimpse Of
them both.
They were young, but there was no
immaturity or lack of purpose in
either face.
Beloved" he sad, and his voice
shook, will you never regret all that
you will lose if you come into Paradise
with me?"
Never" she said quietly. ITO en-
ter paradise with you, Armand, that Is
enough" And she turned her beauti-
full face to his and let him kiss her
softly on the lips.
1 caught my breath as they turned
away.
Standing that evening on the ter
race of the hotel watching rose-col-
ored sunset behind the great pile OF
Monte Rosa, saw the girl sgain. She
was walking across the garden, an
elderly lady on one side of her. the
young man on the other.
do you see that grip" hotel &C
quaintance asked eagerly.
/ nodded.
"She is a great parsonage, In spite
of her simple dress and manners Sne
is the Princess Theresa, daughter or
land he named the king of a well
known and fiourishing little kingdom)
But for the fate which has given
her two elder sisters, she would be
heir to the throne; she has nc
brothers. AS it is, / fancy 1t looks
as If she intended to renounce al
regal rights and be happy in her OWL
way with the young fellow beside
her."
Two years later, as l was journey
ing homewards from long tour II
the East, which had taken me far out
of reach of all newspapers or tidings
of the western world, l resolved tt
stay for a night or two in town OF
my route which, it so happened, was
the capital of that kingdom where the
Princess Theresas father reigned al
king.
MY thoughts naturally enough flew
back to her as ! drove through the
quaint and picturesque town, and
vivid picture of her as had last seer
her arose before my eyes. AS drove
/ became aware that the streets were
gaily decorated with flags and. flowers
and that peoples faces wore an un
usual look of festivity and rejoicing.
what is happenings" asked of m.
driver. rs this a national festival, o
the anniversary of some great vic
tory?"
The gentleman does not known" h
said. Our princess is to be marrie'
to-morrow-the crown princess, tn
heir to the throne, be it understood,
he went on for the further enlighten
ment of my dull foreign understand
ing "She marries our neighbor, Primo
Frederick, and we rejoice
So" / reflected, 1.-The Princess The
resa's eldest sister was to be married
and no doubt the younger princes
herself would be at the wedding"
then and there resolved that woul
; make at least an effort to see some
| thing of the morrow's ceremony.
. The town was astir betimes, and
, was astir with the town to take m
, place as near as might be to the step
of the fine cathedral in which learne
the wedding was to take place.
i / found myself well amused watcf
ing the guests stream TITO the built
ing, listening to the comments OF tn