Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1908-01-05

she had conquered that of Entere and many 9th
ers. | flung to the winds. "The others"
might go-I could find another to take Enterre's
place. but there was not second La Joie.
Enterre and [ were the last ones to leave that
night: fingered for a moment after the rest
had gone. She very friendly to Enterre in
a charming, frank way, that a little green spot
burned up in my heart. | managed to whisper
and ask what were her favorite flowers.
81 shall not tell you." she laughed back. But
if you desire to be foolish, you may send me
crimson roses"
looked across the room to cabinet where in
a white bowl great mass of violets lay She
saw my glance. She looked first at me- then at
Erterre, a spirit of mischief in her eyes; then
she crossed the and pressed kiss upon
the blue flowers. Enterre turned away his face
crimson
"How angry he grows" I thought Shall
ever be so foolish her, l wonder?"
We made our adieus and went as far as the
street when Enterre cried hastily:
wait moment; and returned up the stair
case. He kept me for some time waiting.
paced up and down the pavement, going over all
her guests endeavoring to trace the sender OF the
violets When at last Enterre appeared there was
a bunch of vioets in his lapel, and on his face
a look l had never seen before. warn you to
be watchful of such beautiful men, II they are
not meek they burn themselves out and you go
down with them.
To say that | went to the theatre Often after
that would but family intimate the manner IN
which haunted the footlights. Night after nlgnt
found me at the play, and with but nttle trouble
I could always discover Enterre. We spoke more
coldly | now attended La Joie's little suppers py
myself There was always joyous crowd Oh
young at them, always the mysterious anu
fascinating, delicious wines; always the boWi OF
fresh violets, and always Enterre stayed latest
| fell madly in love- l repaired to La joe
every night and felt craving desire to strange
nv friend and to dash the bowl of blue MOWERS
upon the hearth. Enterre only grew more beau
tiful and more distract the days passed.
settled melancholy filled his eyes, ana enhanced
their sweet expression, but La Jole seemed u
notice him less and less.
often passed Mademoiselles lodgings in the
daytime One day late in the forenoon | saw
her. accompanied by a maid, issue forth Win her
full of flowers. Among them ielt sure
were the red roses l had ordered for her that
morning. | had often sent them, but they were
never visible in her apartments Now Followed
as she walked rapidly up the street to poor
looking house, which she entered l waited In the
cafe till she reappeared-empty nanueu
eve shall see," | said.
When she once again inside her own door,
I returned across the street to the shabby tene
ment | knocked as | had Mademoiselle do
A feeble voice from within said: "Entrez, and
| entered a small, dark room. A pale child SAT
huddled up in pillows and in his hands ana IN
a vase upon the table were roses-red, white and
pink-a wealth of them.
"Was that Mile. La Joie who was just here
my little one?" I asked.
"Is that her name Monsieur" asked the child
in return "She would tell me- La Joie
1t suits her. She has Just given me much hap
piness. She often brings me flowers. Best or all
| love the red roses. She tells me she does not
bring all she has, but she shares equally with
me. She has many fowers-and oh! she is so
beautiful She must be glad to live"
poor little man, so she isl said l dropped
a coin down upon the pillow and went quickly
from the
That afternoon, Pantreaux one of the who
frequently at La Joie's suppers came to me