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cruel ; for there was something like tor- “ I am going to tell my father this minture at my heart-I could not bear it. ute." I saw her everywhere -- behind the “ Do not mention me." hedges, in the village, in the corn-fields, “ No, no; it is my own business.” at the window. At last I discovered she Though I was in great pain, I looked sought me too. Without precisely try- after him as he slowly and thoughtfully ing to meet, we were always in the same walked down the street; he held his places, neither exchanging looks or alpenstock firmly, and with a bold step words, but we loved one another. And,” entered his father's house. he added, in a loud voice, " we love each I resumed my seat until school-time ether now; I will have her ! "
uneasily, wondering what was going on ; George said the latter words in a fierce, whether the storm had burst between fadetermined manner; he reminded me of ther and son. Both were equally rashi, those birds of prey which spread their both tenacious and obdurate. At times, pinions out betimes and sound a war-cry. I thought that the father, being old and
"Don't speak so loud, George ; every: weakened by suffering, would give in ; at body will hear you in the village. And others, that' he would not, but was more then you say, "I will have her, I will likely to turn his son out of doors. have her!' - you don't seem to think of These two opposite possibilities dithe head-keeper.”
vided my thoughts until seven, when it "The head-keeper ?” he cried, with vas time to go down to the schoolcontempt; “poor devil! He may come room. I looked out of the window benow. Ah, ah, ah!”
fore doing so, and found everything per“And your uncle Jean ?”
fectly calm, the house-doors were all “Uncle Jean has lowered himself by closed. striking his daughter, he has shown her I had to sit still at my desk all the he meant to sacrifice her happiness to his morning, and observed with gratification revenge. She loves me more than she that none of the scholars seemed to glory can ever love him — you know she loves over what had occurred. Their parents me, Monsieur Florent, you said so your- had, therefore, all blamed Monsieur Jean self !”
and had taken my part. From time to "No doubt, no doubt; but your fa- time they stole a glance at me over their ther! Unfortunate young man, you have books, but no sooner met my gaze than everything against you !”
they looked down again, as if they were "Please listen one moment, Monsieur | afraid of humbling me. Other schoolFlorent, and you will see whether it is masters would perhaps have been laughed really right this should be so. As an up- at under the circumstances, for children right man you will decide. Because know how to turn every little mortificathese two old men have hated each other tion undergone by unjust superiors to for thirty long years, on account of an good account, but this was not my case old lumbering house; because they have at all. sworn each other's ruin, and cannot look Every thing went off in proper order, at each other in the face without a shud- and when school was over I had but to der – is that a reason why we should do take one look out of the window to see likewise ? Are we to go on in this way that the whole village was in extraordifor ever? one branch of the same family nary excitement. It was Nanette Bouvetrying to ruin the other, crying each oth- ret, our neighbour's grandmother, screamer down, turning the blood of our veins ing out as loud as she could. into gall, and finally annihilating one an- “ Poor lamb! she would rather be other? Is that proper? Is this your de- buried alive in a convent than marry her sire, Monsieur Florent ? "
carroty suitor -and her father has beaten "No, George, certainly not, very much her! Ah! old bald-head, if there was the reverse ; but
anything like justice here below, you “There is common sense to go by: would have danced long ago at the end of Louise loves me, I love her ; we will a tough rope ; but men have no hearts. marry and make up the feud. The oth- If they do but make money they care not ers may do as they like, it is their a snap for anything else. Was there ever own look-out. Good-bye, Monsieur Flo- such a crow as that Monsieur Lebel? A rent!” saying this, George left the room. pretty turn up for Mademoiselle Louise,
"George ! " I called. He came back. indeed! Yes, indeed, she would just "Where are you going? what are you suit him! Ever since he has been here going to do?
there is no end to people being sued. LIVING AGE.
He's the man who should have come in | alone, for their last arguments are worse for all the blows and kicks that poor than their first, and then there is no end Monsieur Florent knows of but don't to it. I bore with Marie-Barbe patiently, talk about — poor harmless old man who letting her go on with abuse of Monsieur wouldn't kill a flea!”
Jean and predictions of his future downHer voice was shrill and could be fall — things which did him no harm. heard' from one end of the village to the She was not the only infuriated wife at other, but there was no stopping her, and Chaumes ; they were all out of sorts, and she stood witli fists doubled, shaking this state of feeling was kept up until them at Monsieur Jean's house.
bedtime. Even in the schoolroom I was Hold your peace, grandmother,” said disturbed by their comments out of doors, Jean Bouveret, the carpenter; “if the and could hear their violent language gentlemen hear you, we shall get into while I gave my lessons. Some of the trouble."
women proposed breaking old Jean Rant" And what do I care for the gentle- zau's door open and rushing in to deliver men ? " she asked, in a higher key; "they his daughter. won't stop me from winding and spinning Monsieur Jean was probably informed my flax, nor prevent me from leading the of everything that was going on, for more goats out, I can tell you! What harm than one tale-bearer carried every report can they do me? Do they give me any backwards and forwards ; but the overwork ? Do I owe them any money? All bearing man showed on this day that he I say may be carried back, it will do them was not of the sort that can be frightened some good to hear the truth. I say it is into giving up his will. a disgrace, a shame, to compel any girl Monsieur Jacques’servant came at five, to marry a man she don't like! I will just as I was shutting up school, to say her say it to Jean Rantzau's face if he comes master wished to speak to me. Í left my way. Nanette Bouveret won't put home immediately, some of the neighherself out for him!”
bours offering me their arm ; but I preShe went on for a long time in the same ferred getting on alone, and thanked strains, and the other women, encouraged them for their consideration. by this old Jacobin's example, joined in Monsieur Jean Rantzau's house was the chorus. They were soon in open re- silent, that of Monsieur Jacques no less volt all over Chaumes; it was worse than so. I entered the first room to the right the year 1830, and it was the first time in of the passage, in which I had often my life I saw women hold together drawn up papers before. Monsieur le against , men. Marie-Barbe picked up Maire was sitting cross-legged at his courage as well as the others when she black writing-table. He looked comsaw every one was on our side.
pletely dejected and worn out with “Now is the time, Florent," said she, trouble, ten years older at the least. “ when it pleaseth the Almighty to lay “ Ah! here you are, Florent," said he ; His liand on the hard-hearted miser. and, passing me a stamped paper, he The whole place is rising. I would like added, “ look at this." to see him sue us, with his Monsieur It was a document from Monsieur Jean, Lebel, now! I wish he would try to get notifying unto the mayor that he was to us out of our situation ! the whole moun- post up at the Mairie the banns of martain would come down to defend our riage between Paul Lucien Lebel and
Louise Amélie Rantzau, only daughter of She had been in such mute terror be-Jean Rantzau, landowner at Chaumes, fore that the reaction was all the more which ceremony, it was to be announced, intense. I had to reason calmly with her, should take place in the course of the and explain that it was not possible for week following the three days' legal pubMonsieur Jean to get me out of my situ- lication of the said banns. ation, the mayors being supreme, and
I shook all over as I laid the paper everything depending on Monsieur down again. It seemed as impossible as Jacques' good-will.
it was abominable ; meanwhile Monsieur " It's all as it should be, Florent, I Jacques': yellow-grey eyes were fixed on daresay ; but Monsieur Jean threw you me, for I stood speechless. down-stairs, for all that, and I would just “What do you say to this ?” he asked. like to see him in the prisoners' van go- " It is terrible.” ing to public execution.”
“ Indeed it is terrible," he repeated. Women have no moderation. My brother has only made up this best way is to leave reasoning with them'match to ruin me ; he is sacrificing his
daughter to his hatred. Lebel is the who always had approval on his lips man for him ; he accepts all the condi- · Yes, papa!'--'Quite right, papa!' tions laid before him, promises every- Very true, papa ! – and who entered thing, all the pursuits required, &c., &c. into all the old man's devout fancies, sayHe must be a miserable wretch to con- ing, 'Amen, papa! Amen, amen.' Oh, clude such a bargain; but what woudln't the wretch! He knew what all these people do to become rich? It is sad — “amens, papa’ would bring in some day, very sad indeed!”
while I, mille tonnerres ! couldn't do it. I had nothing to answer.
No," added the mayor, bringing his fist “You may sit down and write it out, down on the table, "I never could keep Florent. I will stick the bill up at the up ‘Yes, papa,' .God bless you, papa,' Mairie to-day. Everybody will read it.” from morning to night. It would have
I took a seat, and with swimming eyes killed me. However, it served him, and wrote out the notice in my largest hand- I only came in for odds and ends — for writing, ending with the date and the what I had a legal right to; had it not
been for law, the shrewd cheat, who was Monsieur le Maire relapsed into deep always talking about his birthright, would thought; his snuff-box and handkerchief have stripped me of my last shirt." were by his side, but he looked vacantly Although Monsieur Jacques' face was out of the window. When I had done he very horrible to look at, I felt he was not threw some snuff over the ink to dry it, entirely wrong, and in some measure I and, after having read it, returned it to could understand his passion and irritame, saying,
tion. " Yes, Florent, that's it. It's all right. “I can tell you all these things, FloPut the stamp of the Mairie on it.” rent, though I have never told any one
When I had done so he signed and re- but George. I consider you as a friend, turned the paper.
more than a friend. Now you know how “ It is painful to have to help in so Jean robbed me.” shameful a transaction, is it not, Florent? I was deeply concerned for the mayor,
- a transaction that is to cause my own but had nothing to say. When the first ruin. But this is nothing compared to outburst of his anger had subsided he what I have to tell you ; no, nothing. was silent, but after having taken a pinch This plan of brother Jean’s, after all, of snuff in nervous rage, he continvould only have compelled me to give up ued, the timber trade; I am rich enough with- “Yes ; and after all I have endured, out it. I should have let my saw-mills, my own son falls in love with this brigand we could have done something else; and's daughter! Did you ever hear of but a thing you will never credit, that you such a misfortune? He has loved her will never believe, and a thing I wouldn't for some time, Florent. I once suspecttell any man but you, Florent--you, a ed it, and tried to get him away from most reliable and straightforward man Chaumes ; but he would not leave — and is that my son George loves the daughter now he means to marry her!” of that ruffian!”
“ After all, Monsieur le Maire," I venHis voice had risen, as he spoke with tured to say, seeing his fit of fury was increased animation, and echoed in the coming on again, “ Louise is a very good empty room. I, feigning great surprise, and charming girl.” replied,
Who denies it? I don't say any* What, Monsieur le Maire ? Is this thing to the contrary cried the unfortupossible?”
nate man, pulling his hair with his two - Yes!” he exclaimed ; “possible and hands; “but she is Jean's daughter !! true. George told me this very morning, There was nothing to reply to this, himself.”
and besides, if I had replied, I should I looked away, for his face was con- have had nothing but empty words to say, tracted, his jaw-bones set, and his large and what are words when grief is so bitsose touched his chin.
- That is what is reserved unto me in The mayor was again silent for a little my old age! My own son desirous to while, then added, in a husky voice, “I marry the child of that hypocrite, the told George, when he confided all this to daughter of the sneak who did me out of me this morning, that he might have till my father's house when our aged parent to-night to change his mind or leave this had turned infirm, deaf, and sanctified ; 1 place – twelve hours in which to decide yes, the child of the intolerable wheedler. ivhether he will give her up or cease to
be my son! I shall be alone, always husband's chair, now rushed in, holding alone, if he chooses the latter course.” her apron up to her eyes, and uttered,
The way in which he said this almost with a piercing shriek, “Rantzau !” drew tears from my eyes.
She could say no more. The old man, “The same thing will happen to me without turning to look at her, sternly that happened to grandfather, who died pointed to the door, and she retired. childless after having brought up a fam- George followed her out of the room. ily of twelve. I have only one, and shall For some seconds the mayor did not lose all the same day. Now I wonder move ; he sat somewhat bent forward, how I have deserved all this?"
looking down at his boots, the image of George passed by the window at the grief. We remained perfectly silent until same moment.
he rose, went to the cupboard and took “ There he is," said Monsieur Jacques, from a small basket the key of the wire but he kept his eyes downcast.
grating behind which announcements The house-door was opened, then that were hung up at the Mairie. of the room we were sitting in.
“Come along, Florent,” he said ; and It was George. He walked straight up we both went to the Mairie, where we to the writing-desk.
posted the bill. When this was done he “Well ?” asked his father, with a hol- locked the grating, wished me goodlow, hoarse voice..
night, and we both went to our respect“Well," replied George, “I have re-ive homes. fected, and things will remain as I have said. I cannot change."
“Then you mean to leave ?"
From Chambers' Journal.
THE MARRIAGE MARKET. spite of me?"
"I did not say that," answered George It is very doubtful, notwithstanding all firmly. “You are master here ; you have our modern contrivances for the "annibut to order me to leave and I will obey, hilation of time and space,” whether but I shall stop at Chaumes. I shall live lovers are “made happy," or, in other at the inn, only that will create scandal.” words, succeed in getting married, more The old man shuddered.
easily than in the age before railroads. George's neck, ears, and face were Our habit of centralization brings all our crimson, but he mastered himself and youth to the metropolis, or to the great kept calm. The mayor remained seated centres of industry, and leaves large in his armchair, thinking very deeply, tracts of country quite denuded of eligiwhile I, who felt sorry for him at the ble young men. Again, if a young wobottom of my heart, sympathized with man comes to our great towns to seek him very sincerely.
employment, she is altogether isolated as " Ah, what a blow! Speak to him, respects society. Florent - tell him I cannot go and ask Hermit never was half so lone Jean to bestow her hand on him.”
As he who hath fellows, but friends not one, “Neither do I expect you to do anything of the kind, father," replied George. is especially true of the young governess “I only told you I love Louise and that who lives in the drawing-room on sufferLouise loves me. We have both battled ance, and to whom it is next to impossiagainst it, and it is out of the question. ble (and very perilous in the search) to You will act as you like, and Uncle Jean find a partner for life. The following will do as he likes ; but if Louise is sentence, moreover, may be accepted as forced into marrying any one else, I say, having at least some truth in it: by the faith of a Rantzau, a great misfor-ilization, combined with the cold formaltune will happen. Now, father, do you ities of society, and the rules of etiquette, wish me to leave your house ? "
imposes such restriction on the sexes, " No. It would gratify Jean. Remain; that there are thousands of marriageable but we shall live together as strangers.” men and women of all ages, capable of
“Very well, father,” replied George. making each other happy, who have never
He was going to leave the room when a chance of meeting either in town or his mother, poor woman, who for so country.” These last words are culled many years had never come out of her from a newspaper entitled the Matrimokitchen, and who, on grand fête-days nial News, which has been started as an always 'stood in attendance behind her "organ through which ladies and gentle
men aspiring to marriage can be honour- the case. Among the whole three hunably brought into communication," and dred and fifty advertisements, there is which has now been in existence more only one which purports to be from a than two years. It contains nothing but person in domestic service: advertisements from “persons about to marry;" if they can, and of these the 6872 A Respectable servant-girl, aged 27, nice specimen before us numbers no less than and who has saved up about L.100, would three hundred and fifty! On the first like to correspond with a steady respectable blush of the thing (and no doubt some man about 35, with a view to marriage. Ad. would even blush at it), the whole publi- dress and carte with Editor. cation would appear to be a joke ; but a joke must be a very good one indeed to Even this individual, it will be remarked, last two years, and to bring in its origi- is a sort of capitalist; while as to the nator twenty pounds a week during that others, “gentleman-farmer" is the very period — which is the very least that he lowest in the social scale who advertises must make by it by advertisements inde- as being in want of a helpmate. Nay, pendent of the sale of the paper ; but, in there is even one British nobleman, but point of fact, the Matrimonial News is that is the personage to whose bona fides evidently no joke at all, but as serious as
we took exception : any organ of mines or railways.
in its first beginnings, we have no 7053A NEnglish nobleman, between 50 and doubt, indeed, that it was made the estates, wishes to marry, and desires to enter vehicle of practical jests, but such fun into correspondence with a lady of position must have worn ouť by this time, and with a view to marriage. Ladies replying to must have been always expensive ; while, this advertisement may depend on stríct hon
Address with Editor. on looking through the present long list of aspirers to the state of wedded life, we don't believe that any English there appears to be one only who is not nobleman between 50 and 60," no, nor in bond-fide earnest, notwithstanding that between 150 and 160, would find such a' many express themselves absurdly, and difficulty in securing for his bride “a some are too evidently representing their lady of position" that he must needs affairs as being much more prosperous apply to the editor of the Matrimonial than they really are. The aspirants are News. But there are many more almost indicated by a number only, but are as eligible and glittering offers. A genbound to send their real names and tleman of landed estate, aged forty, living addresses (with carte also, if they please in one of the choicest counties in to venture on that experiment) to the England, and with an income of “about editor, as
a guarantee of honourable L.Sooo a year,” wants another “lady of intentions and good faith ; and all intro- position ;” and there are other country ductions are given on the understanding gentlemen, with incomes from L. 3000 to that the lady and gentleman shall each L.1000 a year, who, it appears, cannot pay a fee to the said editor within a get into society, or, having got there, month of their marriage. This limit feel too old or too shy to ask young seems liberal enough, since it takes the persors of the opposite sex to share their happy pair to the very verge of the honey- very considerable property, even though, moon, after which but too many of us in some cases, they be “assured of a repent our partnership, even though it handsome jointure,"' in the event of their has not been brought about per advertise- husband's death. As might be expected ment in a newspaper.
Moreover, the — when we have got over the surprise of editor may be consulted personally --- we anybody advertising for a wife at all — suppose by reason of his great experience officers about to embark for India are in bringing young people together – upon very numerous on the lists of our editor. this important step in life, for the very They find a difficulty in persuading young reasonable sum of five shillings. He will ladies to take the voyage and dwell in answer questions and give advice "on the East with them among tigers and any point relating to courtship or mar- "natives.” One “ officer in the India riage, or any other difficult subject,” by staff” has 1.600 a year, “which before post, in return for a dozen postage- long will be L.750,” and is ready to marry stamps. One would have imagined that at once, and take his bride with him ; these very economical terms would have another writes from Bombay, and promespecially found acceptance among the ises to wed any suitable bride whom the bumbler classes, but this is by no means editor will consign to him, “immediately