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Madelaine.
country place in AA'hich he had been educated . But it is ahvays difficult for age to enter into the vague wishes and desires of youth . However , they arrived at the conclusion , the Chevalier being led to think so by the Marchioness , that however charming Avood-cai'A'ing and the forest might be , it Avas yet insufficient to make the entire happiness of a high-spirited young man . After
much consultation , it Avas agreed that he should spend some years , first in Paris , and afterwards in Italy or Germany , as he pleased , and thus become acquainted with men and manners . A short time after this decision , the Chevalier , the Marchioness , and Maurice Avere all assembled in the saloon . A horse stood at the entrance of the chateau waiting to convey Maurice
to the A'illage through Avhich the diligence passed . A departure is always sorroAvful , even on happy occasions . Maurice himself felt a mist come over his eyes , and his faltering A oice , as he bade adieu to his father , to the Marchioness , and to the old servants , showed that he was deeply moved . He only remembered Madelaine as he was putting his foot into his stirrup , and looking round
for her , was surprised at being told that she had gone out some time since , and had not yet returned . LeaAing an affectionate message for his cousin , he sloivly rode down the aA ^ enue , frequently turning to Avave a last farewell to the beloved faces yet watching . At the entrance to the forest he stopped , and the memory of his happy childhood , of his past youth , rushed upon
him , and he almost wished to return for ever to his peaceful home . But his destiny overcame the transient wish , and setting spurs to his horse , he galloped on . On the same spot where , a year previously , he had met Madelaine , he now saw her quietly awaiting him . Springing from his horse , Maurice hastened to embrace his cousin , and then continued his journey , little
dreaming that he was leaving all true happiness behind him . When he had turned the corner of the avenue , Madelaine returned slowly home . She found the Chevalier seated by his now solitary hearth . She bent gently over the arm of his chair , and resting her head upon his shoulder , she said , " My father , your daughter is still with you . " The Chevalier smiled , and clasped her to his heart . { To be continued . )
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Madelaine.
country place in AA'hich he had been educated . But it is ahvays difficult for age to enter into the vague wishes and desires of youth . However , they arrived at the conclusion , the Chevalier being led to think so by the Marchioness , that however charming Avood-cai'A'ing and the forest might be , it Avas yet insufficient to make the entire happiness of a high-spirited young man . After
much consultation , it Avas agreed that he should spend some years , first in Paris , and afterwards in Italy or Germany , as he pleased , and thus become acquainted with men and manners . A short time after this decision , the Chevalier , the Marchioness , and Maurice Avere all assembled in the saloon . A horse stood at the entrance of the chateau waiting to convey Maurice
to the A'illage through Avhich the diligence passed . A departure is always sorroAvful , even on happy occasions . Maurice himself felt a mist come over his eyes , and his faltering A oice , as he bade adieu to his father , to the Marchioness , and to the old servants , showed that he was deeply moved . He only remembered Madelaine as he was putting his foot into his stirrup , and looking round
for her , was surprised at being told that she had gone out some time since , and had not yet returned . LeaAing an affectionate message for his cousin , he sloivly rode down the aA ^ enue , frequently turning to Avave a last farewell to the beloved faces yet watching . At the entrance to the forest he stopped , and the memory of his happy childhood , of his past youth , rushed upon
him , and he almost wished to return for ever to his peaceful home . But his destiny overcame the transient wish , and setting spurs to his horse , he galloped on . On the same spot where , a year previously , he had met Madelaine , he now saw her quietly awaiting him . Springing from his horse , Maurice hastened to embrace his cousin , and then continued his journey , little
dreaming that he was leaving all true happiness behind him . When he had turned the corner of the avenue , Madelaine returned slowly home . She found the Chevalier seated by his now solitary hearth . She bent gently over the arm of his chair , and resting her head upon his shoulder , she said , " My father , your daughter is still with you . " The Chevalier smiled , and clasped her to his heart . { To be continued . )