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Madelaine.
is the simplest and the least tiring . The Marchioness painted as of old , and the Chevalier busied himself each day in rummaging up pieces of oak , of pear , or of holly Avood , which he afterwards planed and polished . He undertook to replace the worm-eaten panels to the rooms of his beloved old chateau , and he occasionally carved elegant nut-crackerswhich he
-, pre sented to the daughters of the neighboiuing farmers . Reading , walking , the education of his son Maurice , and the society of his friend the Marchioness , AA'hich had never lost its charm , combined to render each day but too short , and each year happy .
CHAPTER III . Upon this evening , as Ave have said , they Avere chatting together , when they perceived the two young people , whom we quitted at the gates of the park , adA'ancing up the aA'enue toAvards them . Arrived at the steps , the girl ascended them slowlyvisibly affected . They rose to receive her . She drew
, from her bosom a letter , which she handed to the Chevalier , Avho gazed at her features anxiously and curiously . He broke the seal , and read as follows : — "Munich , July 15 , 18— . " As my time for quitting this life draws near , even at the approach of eternityit is not towards heaven but towards
, France that all my thoughts turn ; not towards God , but towards you , my brother , in the name of my sister , who Avas your wife . Alas ! hoAv severely tried have we been , whose fireside was so joyous Avhen first you sat beside it ! My husband ' s loss of fortune killed him , and I am now dying . When you read these linesmy child will have no refuge upon earth but in you ; no
, roof to fly to , save yours ; no heart to love her , save yours . Ah ! by those ties which , though broken , I feel are not forgotten by you , do not repulse my only daughter . Protect her , cherish her , and remember that frequently an orphan becomes the tutelary angel of the house the doors of Avhich are opened to receive her . "
" Come , come to my arms , my child , " cried the Chevalier , as he finished reading this , " be welcome to the heart and roof of your old uncle . If it were not a sad cause that sent you to me this would be a joyful day . Marchioness , this is my niece . Maurice , she is your cousin , consider her as a younger sister . " The Marchioness warmly embraced her . She had lost her only girl when about the age of Madelaine , and she felt at once
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Madelaine.
is the simplest and the least tiring . The Marchioness painted as of old , and the Chevalier busied himself each day in rummaging up pieces of oak , of pear , or of holly Avood , which he afterwards planed and polished . He undertook to replace the worm-eaten panels to the rooms of his beloved old chateau , and he occasionally carved elegant nut-crackerswhich he
-, pre sented to the daughters of the neighboiuing farmers . Reading , walking , the education of his son Maurice , and the society of his friend the Marchioness , AA'hich had never lost its charm , combined to render each day but too short , and each year happy .
CHAPTER III . Upon this evening , as Ave have said , they Avere chatting together , when they perceived the two young people , whom we quitted at the gates of the park , adA'ancing up the aA'enue toAvards them . Arrived at the steps , the girl ascended them slowlyvisibly affected . They rose to receive her . She drew
, from her bosom a letter , which she handed to the Chevalier , Avho gazed at her features anxiously and curiously . He broke the seal , and read as follows : — "Munich , July 15 , 18— . " As my time for quitting this life draws near , even at the approach of eternityit is not towards heaven but towards
, France that all my thoughts turn ; not towards God , but towards you , my brother , in the name of my sister , who Avas your wife . Alas ! hoAv severely tried have we been , whose fireside was so joyous Avhen first you sat beside it ! My husband ' s loss of fortune killed him , and I am now dying . When you read these linesmy child will have no refuge upon earth but in you ; no
, roof to fly to , save yours ; no heart to love her , save yours . Ah ! by those ties which , though broken , I feel are not forgotten by you , do not repulse my only daughter . Protect her , cherish her , and remember that frequently an orphan becomes the tutelary angel of the house the doors of Avhich are opened to receive her . "
" Come , come to my arms , my child , " cried the Chevalier , as he finished reading this , " be welcome to the heart and roof of your old uncle . If it were not a sad cause that sent you to me this would be a joyful day . Marchioness , this is my niece . Maurice , she is your cousin , consider her as a younger sister . " The Marchioness warmly embraced her . She had lost her only girl when about the age of Madelaine , and she felt at once