Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-02-06


France"
A minister Of state, however must be
chosen. It was customary for a king
upon ascending the throne to place the
reins of power into the hands Of a
new minister, and Louis XVI was not
the man to change this custom. But he
did not know whom to choose.
The queen advised him to recall Mr..
Choiseul, but Louis remembered the
very unpleasant truths which this man
had dared tell his father and he said
that the protege Of Nine. Pompadour
shall never be minister Of state. The
king was thinking Of M. Machault,
whose rare virtue, absolute integrity
and liberal ideas pleased him.
Tell NJ de La Roseraie. he said to
his personal servant, ito come here
Immediately, and carry letter to Ar
nouville."
Sitting down to his desk the king be-
gan to write, in his stiff clumsy hand
writing, the autograph letter which
conferred the autocratic power.
m. de La Roseraie," the cry sound
ed through all the corridors Of the pal
ace. and 1t spread to the big building
in which the kings pages were living.
IN. de La Roseraie," the voices cried
through the shady walks Of the park
around Trianon, but the page did not
hear II. ~
Still he was not very far away. If
those who were looking for him would
have gone into one of the green lanes
Leading towards the town. they would
have seen this strange spectacle; at the
top Of a ladder leaning against the high
wall young man stood on tiptoes try
ing to reach the top of the wall above
which would be seen the head and
shoulders of young girl, evidently
standing on similar ladder on the
other side. She was wearing an exqui-
site white dress Of lace and ribbon and
her beautiful face was all flushed with
excitement in spite Of the powder. Both
the young people were far too occupied
with their own conversation to listen
to what was going on around them.
MY God, cousin" the young girl
said. Il don't understand your impa-
tience at all. Why should you be so
annoyed. If our marriage is delayed
now because Of the death Of the king. !
do not see any calamity In that, though
1t does seem pity, when everything Is
ready, but at least you ought to feel
quite sure that my feelings for you will
be quite the same at the end Of the
mourning as they are today"
But, beautiful Adelaide, my most
sensible cousin, am burning with the
desire to call you my wife and carry
you off to the beautiful chateau our
parents have given us, and I think II
is very cruel Of you to smile now as II
you were mocking my sorrow"
Why, cousin dear, am surprised at
you. You look positively ferocious.
You know love you, but what is the
use of getting excited, when you must
know as we'll as do that my father Is
far too loyal to the royal house to per-
nit us to get married until the time OF
mourning is over. Instead Of looking
at me with angry eyes and even trying
to scold me, you really ought to thank
me because I consent to see you in
spite Of all rules Of modest, maidenly
behavior. What do you suppose people
would think Of me, II they saw US
here?
People would probably think that 1t
is rather hard when engaged people
are driven to such tricks as climbing
ladders in order to see each other"
And + think that girl must think
very much Of a young man when she
will make herself look just like par
rot on it's perch just to get talk with
him. And I will get good scolding
because the thorns Of the rosebush un-
derneath here have torn my nightdress
for it is in that costume that sneaked
away from the house when my gov
ernness had fallen asleep because she
had INDUCED too much in the cream
of Barbados, which she Is so fond or
And which you poured out for her,
divine Adelaide. How shall / ever be
able to thank you enough for your love
and kindness towards me, and for all
the sufferings you have to bear for my
sake?"
At this moment the sound Of voices
calling grew so loud that even the ears
of the lovers had to notice it.
"Parblue Somebody is calling me-"
The call rang out, clear and distinct:
m. de La Roseraie 1.-THE king wants
you"
Heavens"
And without taking time to say
goodbye, the young man rushed down
the ladder, while Adelaide hurried back
to her sleeping governess.
The king was patiently waiting for
M. de La Roseraie. He has commenced
writing his letter and has almost fin
ished the first line which reads:
my dear Monsieur de Ma
But his pen had gone no farther for
his aunts, Madame Victoire and Nine.
Adele interrupted him. They always
loved to mix themselves up with their
nephew's affairs and the man he had
chosen did not suit them at all. This
M. Machault Of Arnouville, they insist
ed was a very dangerous individual,
filled with the ideas Of the modern
philosophers and by no means friendly
to the church. They overwhelmed the
king with prayers begging him in the
name of the Catholic faith he had
sworn to uphold not to place a man
tainted with atheism in supreme pow
er. It would be far wiser, they said, to
approach Count de Maurepas, who was
a most devout Catholic and who, what
was equally important, had always
been a bitter enemy Of Nine. Pompa-
dour.
This last argument impresses the
young king who was still hesitating to
make IN his mind and the page had not