Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1913-03-27

and unhappily. Well, l will answer
for you. 1t was because there was
some one In the room who was In
your way, Christine, some one that
you did not wish to know that you
could be interested In any one eise!'
IF any one was in my way, my
friend" Christine broke in coldly, III
any one was in my way. that evening
it was yourself, since | told you to
leave the rOom!"
Yes, SO that you might remain with
the other!"
What are you saying. monsieur
asked the girl excitedly. And to
what other do You refer?'
ITO the man to whom you said, I
sing only for you! tonight
gave you my soul and I am dead!'
Christine seized RaouPs arm and
clutched 1t with strength which no
one would have suspected In so frail q
creature.
Then you were listening behind
the door?"
Yes. because love you And
| heard everything.
You heard what?"
And the young girl, becoming
strangely calm, released Raours arm.
He said to you, Christine, you
must love mel"
At these words. a deathly pallor
spread over Christines face, dark
~
staggered and seemed on the point OF
swooning. Raoul darted forward
with arms outstretched, but Christine
had overcome her passing faintness
and said, in a low voice:
go on! Go on! Tell me all you
heard"
At an utter loss to understand,
Raoul answered: Il heard him reply,
when you said you had given him your
soul, Your soul is a beautiful thing,
child, and / thank you. No emperor
ever received so fair a gift. The
angels wept tonight "
Christine carried her hand to her
heart, prey to indescribable emotion.
Her eyes stared before her like a
madwoman's. RaouI was terror-strick-
en-. But suddenly Christine's eyes
moistened and two great tears
trickled, like two. pearls, down her
ivory cheeks.
christine"
"Raoul!'
The young man tried to take her In
his arms, but she escaped and fed In
great disorder.
While Christine remained locked in
her room, Raoul was at his wits end
what to do. He refused to breakfast.
He was terribly concerned and bat
terly grieved to see the hours, which
he had hoped to find so sweet, slip
past without the presence of the
young Swedish girl. Why did she not
come to roam with him through the
country where they had so many mem
cries in common? He heard that she
had had mass said, that morning,
for the repose of her fathers soul and
spent a long time praying in the lit
tie church and on the fddIer's tomb.
Then, as she seemed to have nothing
more to do at Perros and, in fact,
was doing nothing there, why did she
not 20 back to Paris at once?
Raoul walked away, deJectedIy, to
the graveyard In which the church
stood and was indeed alone among the
tombs, reading the inscriptions; but,
when he turned behind the apse, he
was suddenly struck by the dazzling
note OF the flowers that struggled over
the white ground. They were mar
yelous red roses that had biossomed
in the morning, in the snow, giving a
glimpse of life among the dead, for
death was all around him. 1t also,
like the flowers, issued from the
ground, which had flung back a num-
Der of it's corpses. Skeletons and
skulls by the hundred were heaped
against the wall of the church, held
in position by wire that left the
whole gruesome stack visible. Dead
mems bones, arranged in rows, like
bricks, to form the first course upon
which the walls OF the sacristy had
been built. The door OF the sacrfsty
opened in the middle of that bony