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ine of goods.
gqwntry mvm..
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GEORGIA HOME JOURNAL: GREENESBORO. FRIDAY. NOVEMBER 26. 1886—EIGHT PAGES.
I From tlw ChUag.i l.iUjrr.
OLIVIA;
OB,
TEE DOCTOR’S TWO LOVES.
BY THE AUTHOR OB
‘ The Second Mrs. Tillotson’ ‘Never
/forgotten," Etc., Etc.
CHAPTER XI
THB CUBE OF VILLB-EK-BOn.
There were unshed tears in my eyes
—for I would not let Minima know my
fears—when I saw dimly, through the
mist, a high cross standing in the midst
of a small grove of yews and cypresses,
planted formally abont it. There were
three tiers of steps at its foot, the low
est partly screened from the gathering
rain by the trees. The shaft of the
cross, with a serpent twining about its
base, rose high above the cypresses;
and the image of tho Christ hanging
upon its cross-beam fronted the east,
which was now heavy with clouds. The
half-closed eyes seemed to be gazing
over the vast wintry plain, lying in the
brown desolateness of a February even
ing. The face was full of an unuttera
ble and complete agony, and there was*
the helpless languor of dying ip. the
limbs. The rain was beating against
it, and the wind sobbed in the trees
surrounding it. It seemed so sad, so
forsaken, that it drew us to it. With
out speaking the child and I crept to
the skelter at its foot, and sat down to
rest there, as if we were companions
to it in loneliness.
There Wits no sound to listen to save
the sighing of tho cast wind through
tho fine needle-like leaflets of the yew
trees; and the mist was rapidly shut
ting out every sight but the awful,
pathetic form above us. Evening had
closed in, night was comiDg gradually
yet swiftly. Every minute was draw
ing tho darkness more densely about
ns. If we did not bestir ourselves and
hasten along it would overtake us, and
And us without resource. Yet 1 felt as
if I had no heart to abandon that gray
figure, with the raindrops beating
heavily against it. I forgot myself,
forgot Minima, forgot all the world,
while looking up to the faco, growing
more dim to me through my own tears.
“Husn! hush!” cried Minima, though
I was neither moving nor speaking, and
the stillness was profound; “hark! I
hear something coming along the road,
only very far off.”
I listened for a minute or two, and
there vea bed my ears a faint tinkling,
which drew nearer and nearer every
moment. At last it was plainly tho
sound of bells on a horse’s collar; and
presently I could distinguish the beat
of a horse’s hoofs coming slowly along
the road. In a few minutes some per
son would be passing by, who would be
able to bolp us; and no one could be
so inhuman as to leave us in our dis
tress.
It was too dark now to see far along
the road, but as we waited and watched
there came into sight a rude sort of
covered carriage, like a market-cart,
drawn by a horse with a blue sheep
skin hanging round lm neck. The
pace at which he was going was
not above a jog trot, and he came
almost to a standstill opposite the cross,
as if it was customary to pause there.
This was the instant to appeal for
aid. I darted forward in front of the
char-a-banc, and stretched out my
hands to the driver.
“Help us,” I cried ; “we have lost our
wav, and the night is come. Help us,
for the love of Christ!” I could see
now that the driver was a burly, red
faced, clean-shaven Norman peasant,
wearing a whito cotton cap, with a tas
sel over his forehead, wbo stared at
me, and at Minima drawing herseli
wearily to my side, as if we had both
dropped from the clouds. He crossed
himself hurriedly, and glanced at the
grove of dark, solemn trees from which
wo had come. But by his side sat a
priest, in his cassock and broad
brimmed hat fastened up at the sides,
who alighted almost before I had fin
ished speaking, and stood before us
bareheaded, and bowing profoundly.
“Mudarne,” he said, in a bland tone,
“to what town are you going?”
“Wo are going to Granville,” I an
swered; “but I am afraid I have lost
the way. We are very tired, this little
child aud I. We can walk no more,
monsieur. Take care of us, I pray
you.”
I spoke brokenly, for in an extremity
like this it was difficult to put my re
quest into French. The priest ap
peared perplexed, but he went back to
the char-a-banc, and there held a short,
earnest conversation with the driver in
a subdued voice.
“Madame,” he sa : d, returning to me,
“I am Francis Laurentio, the cure of
Ville-on-bois. It is quite a small vil
lage about a league from hero, aud we
arc on tho road to it: but the route to
Granville is two leagues behind us, and
it is still farther to the nearest village.
There is not time to return with you
this evening. Will you, then, go with
us to Yillo-eu-bois?—and to-morrow we
will send you on to Granville, ’
He spoke very slowly and distinctly,
with a clear, cordial voice, which filled
me with confidence. I could hardly
distinguish his features, but his hair
was silvery white, and shone in the
gloom, as he still stood bareheaded be
fore me, though the rain was falling
fast.
“Take care of ns monsieur,” I ro
pl:eJ putting my hand in his; “we will
go with you.”
“Make haste, then, my children,” l>e
said cheerfully; “tho rain will hurt
yon. Let me lift the niiguonr.o into tho
char-a bane. Hah! how little she is.
Yoilal Now, madamo, permit me.”.
There was a seat iu the back of the
char-a-banc, which wo reached by
climbing over tho frout bench, assisted
by the driver. There wo were well
sheltered irotn the driving wind and
rain, uit t our feot rcst-rg upon a sack
of potatoes, and the two strange fig
ure < of the Norman peasant iu liii
blou-o and white cotton cup, and tho
cure in It s hat and cassock,, filling up
the front of the car before ua.
“They are not brooch womou, Mon
sieur la Cure,” observed tho driver,
after a short pause. Wo wero travel
ing slowly, for tho cure would not
allow tho peasant to whip on tho
shsggy curt horse. Wo were, more*
evi r. go ng no hdl, along roads at
rough as any about, my futhora abcop*
walk, with largo round atoms* deeply
hooded Its tho soil.
“it#, no, my good J<au,“ was tho
draft* an-ser; “by tncir tongue I
gu etiout ait too amid guile ah **>,
tike Ibta. |t is only a mart* l In mo
that we ha**' nt .r vine >ni I >c*
“But, Monsieur I* Cure, are they
Christian ?" in |Uirrd Jean, with a lia -k
--ward glance at ua. Evidently bo bad
not altogether recovered from the fright
we had given him when we appeared
suddenly from out of the gloomy
shadows of the cypresses.
“The English nation is Protestant,”
replied the cure, with a sigh.
“But, monsieur," exclaimed Jean, “if
‘“ey are Protestants they cannot be
L hristians t Is it not true that all the
Frotestants go to perdition on tho back
of that bad king who had six wives all
at one time?”
“Not all at odß time, my gooi Jean,”
the cure answered mUdiy; “no, no,
surely they do not all go to perdition.
If they know anything of the love of
Christ they must be Christians, how
ever feeble and ignorant. He does not
quench the smoking flax, Jean. Did
you not hear madame sav, ‘Help me,
for the love of Christ?’ Good! Tlioro
is the smoking flax, which may barn
into a flamo brighter than yours or
mine some day, my poor friend. Wo
must make her and the mignonne
as welcome as if they were good
Catholics. Sbo is verv poor, oela eaute
aux yeux ”
“Monsieur,” I interrupted, feeling
almost guilty in having listened so far,
“I understand French very well, though
I speak it badly.”
“Pardon, madnmme!” he replied. “I
hope you will not be grie, ed by the
foolish words we have been speaking
one to the other.”
After that all was still again for some
time, except the tinkling of the bells
and the pad-pad of tho horse’s feet
upon the steep and rugged road. Hills
rose on each sido of us, which were
!h:ckly planted with trees. Even the
figures of the cure aud driver were no
longer well defined in the denser dark
ness. Minima had laid her head on my
shoulder and seemed to be asleep. By
and-by a village clock striking echoed
faintly down tho valley; and the cure
turned round and addressed me again.
“There is my village, madame,’’ he
said, stretohing forth his hand to point
it out, though we could not see a yard
beyond the char-a-banc; “it is very
small, and my parish contains but four
hundred and twenty-two souls, some of
them very little ones. They all know
me, and regard me as a father. They
love me, though I have some rebel
sons. Is it not so, Jean? Rebel sons,
but not many rebel daughters. Here
we are!”
We entered a narrow and roughly
paved village street. The houses, as I
saw afterward, were all huddled to
gether, with a small church at the
point farthest from the entrance; and
the road ended at its porch, as if there
were no other place in the world be
yond it.
As we clattered along tho dogs
barked and the cottage doors flew open.
Children toddled to the thresholds, and
called after us in shrill notes, “Good
evening, and a good-night, Monsieur le
Cure!" Men’s voices, deeper and
slower, echoed the salutation. The
cure wa3 busy greeting each one in re
turn: “Good night, my little rogue”—
“Good-night, my lamb’’—“Good-night
to all of you, my friends;” his cordial
voice making each word sound as if it
came from his very heart. I felt that
wo were perfectly secure in his keeping.
Never, as long as I live, shall I smell
tho pungent, pleasant scent of wood
burning without recalling to my mem
ory that darksome entrance into Ville
en-bois.
We drove at last into a square court
yard paved with pebbles. Almost be
fore the horse could stop I saw_ a
stream of light shining from an open
door across a causeway, and the voice
•of n woman, whom I could not see,
spoke eagerly as soon as the horse's
hoofs had ceased to scrape upon the
pebbles.
“Hast thou brought a doctor with
thee, my brother ?” she asked.
“I have brought no doctor except
thy brother, my sister,” answered Mon
sieur Laurentie, “also a treasure which
I found at the foot of the Calvary down
yonder.”
He had alighted while saying this,
and the rest of the conversation was
carried on in whispers. There was
someone ill in tho house, aud our ar
rival was ill-timed, that was quite clear.
Whoever tho woman was that had come
to the door, she did not advance to
speak to me, but retreated a.s soon as
tire conversation was over; while the
Aire returned to the side of the char
a-banc and asked me to remain where
1 was, with Minima, lor a lew minutes.
Minima was still asleep. I wav grow
ing cold, depressed, and anxious, when
the house-door opened oncejnore, and
the cure appeared carrying a lamp,
whioh he placed on the low stone wall
surrounding the court.
“Pardon, madame,” he said, ap
proaching ns, “but my sister is too
much occupied with a sick person to do
herself the honor of attending upon
you. Permit me to fill her place, and
excuse her, I pray you. Give mo the
poor mignonne; I will lift her down
first, and then assist you to descend ”
His politeness did not seem studied;
it had too kindly a tone to be artificial.
I lilted Minima the front seat and
sprang down myself, glad to be re
leased from my stitf position, and
hardly availing myself of his proffered
help.* He did not conduct us through
the open door, but led us round the
angle of the presbytery to a small out
house opening on to the court, and
with no other entrance. It was a
building lying between the porch and
belfry of the church anil his own
dwelling-place. Hut it looked com
fortable and inviting. A fire had been
hastily kindled on an open hearth, and
a heap of wood lav beside it. A table
welcome guests, my sister is desoiatea
that she must leave you to my care.
Hut if thoro bo anything you have
need of, tell me, I pray you.”
“There is nothing, monsieur,” I an
swered; “you are too good to us--too
good.”
“No, no, madamo," he said; “becon
tout. To-morrow I will send you to
Grau villa under the charge of my good
Jean. Hl.op well, my children, aud
fear nothing. The good God will pro
tect you."
He oloaod the door after him as he
stood close by, in the ticht and warmth,
on whiuh were steaming two biuiua of
aoup, and an omelette fresh from the
frying-pan, with fiuit au.l wine for a
aecond courae. Two 1 e da were in thii
mom—one with hanging* over the
head, and a large t II e oka at the foot
board; the other a low, narrow pallet,
lying along tlie loot tf it. A eiudfix
hung u|Min the wall, and the woodwork
nf the high window aleo formed a
sum. It ae *ad a strange goat In
He h after our nay’i wanderings.
M< ns our iauiiidio put the Uuip
down no the table, mid dr> w the Inge
of wna4 b>4#ih*i on tn< hearth, Ua
a ii ui4 man, a* i then I nought
u.f -I t*. It# hulked round up.i l us
with a t,,i.' v. i ni aaiits.
la r#-!u and s-e , hut ?*>aars vary
•poke, but oiwned it again to call my
attention to • thick wooden law. with
which I might fanteu it icside if I
clique, and to tell me not to alarm my
self when I heard tho bell oVcrh* ad
toll for matins at half-past five iu t ie
morning. I listened to his reced ng
| footsteps, and then turned eagerly to
the food, which I began to want greatly.
But Minima had thrown henelf upon
tho low pallet-bed, and 1 conld not por
| suade her to swallow more than a few
j spoonfuls of sonp. I took off her damp
j clothes, and laid her down < omfortablv
to rest. Her large eyes were dull and
heavy, and she said her head wa
aching, but she looked up at me with a
faint smile.
“I told you how nice it would be to
be in bed, ” she whispered.
It was not long before I also was
sleeping soundly, the deep, dresmlest
sleep which comes to any one as strong
ns I was, after unusual physical exer
tion. Once or twice a vague impres
sion forced itself upon me that Minima
was talking a great deal m her dreams.
It was the clang of the bell for matins
which fully roused me at last, but it
was a minute or two before I could
make out where I was. Through tho
nncortained window, high in the oppo
site wail, i cornu see a aim, pallid moon
sinking slowly into the west. The
thick beams of tho cross were strongly
delineated against ts pale light, lor
a moment I fancied that Minima and I
had passed the night under the shelter
of the solitary image, which we had
left alone in the dark and rainy even
ing. I knew better immediately, and
lay still, listening to the tramp of
wooden sabot) hurrying past tlia~ door
into the church-porch. Then Mimma
began to talk.
“How funny that is 1" she said, “there
tho boys run, and I can’t catch oue of
them. Father, Temple Secundus is
pulling fa es at me, and all tho boys
are laughing! Well.it do sn’t ihatter,
does it? Only we are so poor, Aunt
Nelly and all. We're so poor—so poor
—so poor!”
Her-voice fell into a murmur too
low for me to hear what she was sav
ing, though she went on talking rap
idly, and laughing and sobbing at
times. I called to her, but she did not
answer.
What could ail the child ? I went to
her and*took her hands in mine—burn
ing little hands. I said “Minigia!” and
she turned to mo with a caressing gest
ure, raising her hot fingers to stroke
my face.
“l'es, Aunt Nelly. How poor we are,
you and I! I am so tired, and the
priuee never comes 1”
There was hardly room for me in the
narrow bed, but I mauaged to lie down
beside her, and took her in my arms to
soothe her. She rested thero quietly
enough; but her mind was wandering,
and all her whispered chatter was
about the boys and the dominie, her
father, aud the happy days at home in
the school in, Eppiug Forest. As soon
as it was light I dressed myself in
haste, and opened my door to see if I
could find any one to send to Monsieur
Laurentie.
The first person I saw was himself,
coming in my direction. 'I had not
fairly looked at him before, for I had
seen him only by twilight and fire
-1 ght. His cassock wai old r.nd thread
bare, and his hat brown. His hair fell
in rather long locks below his hat, and
was beautifully white. His faco was
healthy-looking, like that of a man who
lived much out of iloois, and his clear
quick eyes shone with a kindly light.
I ran impulsively to meet him, with
outstretched hands, which he took into
his own with a pleasant sm le.
“Ob, come, monsieur,” I cried;
“make haste! She is ill, my poor
Minima
Tho smile faded away from his face
in an instant, and he did not utter a
word. Ho followed me quickly to the
side of tho little bed, laid his hand
softly on the child’s forehead, and .felt
her pulse. Ho lifted her head gently,
and, opening her mouth, looked at her
tongue and throat. Ho shook his head
as he turned to mo with a grave and
perplexed expression, and he spoke
witli a low, solemn accent.
“Madame,” ho said, “it is tho fever!’’
|to be continued. |
An Expensive Practical Joku in
Three Acts. .
Act I. The people behind the fence
have been placing a snuff-box filled with
snuff where the elephant could make an
investigation. The elephant inserted
his proboscis, drew in several ounces of
strong black snuff, ar.d immediately be
came very much agitate!.
Acttl. The elephant sat down con
vulsively with a pondrous thud, to the
intense amusement of the jokers leaning
on the fence.
Act 111 But when the elephant
launched out an elephantine ne •/ in the
dire-t-ou of (he pra -tical jokers, it did
not uppiar so funny to them after all.
An Art nr l’i ieudahlp.
llroeru-—*’| tlmu.{lit you haled .lona*.*'
Hui (It “in |do Why do y<u u*||. M
iirown—"l hear i you gave hin a SVK
piaiui ihe other Hint >liem I took
A* though you bate fit on wueh.”
*••• •* "I bet ohow. >hat you knot!
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