Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-09-02

the openness OF their labor manifest.
They surrounded the carriage. Eagle
stood Paul upon his feet that they might
worship him, and his mouth corners
curled upward, his blue-eyed fearless
look Travelled from face to face, while
her gloved hand was kissed. and God was
praised that she had come back.
20 jean" she cried. is your mother
ahve? and Marguerite! have you a son
so tall?'
An old creature bent double. walked
out on four feet, two of them being sticks.
lifted her voice, and blessed Eagle and
the child a quarter of an hour. Paul's
mother listened reverently, and sent him
IN Ernestines arms for the warped hu-
man being to look upon at close range
with her falling sight. He stared at her
unafraid, and experimentally put his
hnger on her knotted cheek; at which all
the women broke into chorus as have
heard blackbirds rejoice.
L have not seen them for so long,"
Madame de Ferrier said, wiping her eyes.
we have all forgotten our behavlor!"
An inverted pine tree hung over the
inn door, and dinner was laid for us in
It's best room, where host and hostess
served the marquise and the young mar
quis almost on their knees.
When we passed out at the other end
OF the village. Eagle showed me a square
lowered church.
THE De Ferriers are buried there-ex-
cepting my father l shall put a tablet
In the wall for Cousin Philippe Few
Protestants In France had their rights
and privileges protected as ours were by
the throne. l mention this fact, sire.
that you may lay 1t up in your mind
Nc have been good subjects, we'll worth
our salt in time of war"
Best Of all was coming to the chateau
when the sun was about an hour high.
The stone pillars of the gateway let us
upon terraced lawn, where fountain
Played, Keeping bent plumes of water in
the air The lofty chateau of white stone
mad broad front. with wings. Eagle
oade me note the two dove-cotes or
pigeon towers. distinctly separate struc-
lures one Ranking each wing, and DEM
onstrating the antiquity of the house
For only mobiles in medieval days were
accorded the privilege of keeping doves.
Should there be such another evening
for me when l come to paradise. II cod
In His mercy brings me there, l shall be
grateful, but hardly with such fresh
hearted JOY. Night descends with specIaI
benedlction on remote ancient homes like
Mont-Louis ''''0
we walked until sunset in the park, by
lake' and bridged stream, and hoilied
pain; Ernestine carrying Paul or letting
MN pat behind driving her by her long
cap ribbons while he explored his
mothers playground. But when the
olrds began to nest and dewfall could be
ielt' ne was taken to his supper and his
hed' giving his mother a generous kiss.
ana me smile OF his upcurled mouth
corners His forehead was white and
broad and his blue eyes were set well
apart. We"
can yet see the child looking over
Ernestine's shoulder. She carried him I'm
stairs OF oak worn hollow like stone a
mighty hand-wrought balustrade rising
with them from hall to roof.
we mad our supper in a paneled room
where the lights were reflected as ON
mirrors OF polished oak, and the man
VINO served us had served Madame de
Terriers father and grandfather. The
gentle old provincial went about his duty
as religious rite.
There was a pleached walk like that I'm
the marquis Paris garden, of branches
nattened and plated to form an arbor
supported by three columns; which led
TO summer-house of stone smothered In
Ivy. We walked back and forth under
this thick roof of verdure. Eagles can
OF brown hair was roughened over her
radiant face, and the open throat of her
gown showed pulses beating in her neclt
Her lifted chin almost touched nv arm
as told her all the Mittau story, at her
request. S'
Poor Madame d'Angoulemei The cau-
tious priest and the king should not have
taken you from me like thatl She knew
you as knew you; and a woman's
knowing is better than a mans proofs
She will have times OF doubling their
policy. She VIII remember the exDression
or your mouth. your shrugs, and gestures
the little traits OF the child Louis. that
reappear in the man"
Il wish had never gone to Mittau 10
give her a moments distress"
rs she very beautiful?"
she is like lily made flesh. She has
her strong dislikes, and one of them is
Louis Philippe"
Naturally" said Eagle.
But she seemed sacred to me. Perhans
a woman brings that hallowedness out
God be with the royal ladyl And you,
And yog'-may you be always with
This Journey TO Mittau changes notb-
Ing. You were wilful You would 10 10
TO Mittau." 81
Both times you sent me-"
Both tines brought you home. Let
US not be sorrowful tonight"
sorrowfuli i am so happy Il seems
Impossible that 1 come from Mittau, and
thls gay the Marquis du Plessy died to
mel 1 wish the sun had been tied 10 tha
trees. as the goose girl tied her gander"
But want another day" said Earle
home" N"o ~
We assembled the steps of the stona
pavilion. and sat down In an arch IKE =
balcony over the sunken garden. Pear
and apricots. their branches flatteneS
against the wall. showed ruddy Earnersd
sunlight through the dusk.
The tangled enclosure sloped down ~
the stream. from which a fairy wisp OF |
mist wavered over flower bed and re-
Dew ana herbs and the fragrance Of lsts
roses sent up divine breath. invialbIv |
submergipg W. like tide rising Out az |
the night -
Madame dc Ferrier's individual traits
~efe surprised IN thls nearness. AZ fhev
never nad been when ! saw her ~ ! 49, /
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