6 WHEN I AM GONE. When X shall fold my hands in lasting sleep. All done the tasks to me assigned, I wonder, will there be some one to weep, Or will the world seem not to mind, When I am gone? When I have passed away, will some one say. As near my new-made grave he wan ders by, *'Stern Death comes to us all, to each his day," And then pass coldly on without a sigh, When I am gone? When I have ceased my work, will there be none To place a rose upon my tomb. And speak a word of praise for some deed done, Some kind word said, and mourn my doom. When I am gone? —Thomas Curtis Clark, In Chicago Rec ord-Herald. HA ROSE OFM NORMANDY J WILLIAM E. A. WILSON | «T... , ,71 CHAPTER VIII. —CONTINUED. Slowly they made their way to the right side of the Salle, where, between two windows overlooking the fosse, Madame de Montespan, the reigning favorite of the king, held her court. About her crowded statesman and sol dier, wit and court beauty, knowing well that to gain her influence meant the favor of the king. She was clad in a gown whose skirt was of silver tissue, embroidered in gold touched with flame-color, with coat of Gros de Tours also richly embroidered in gold. Her hair was dressed in numberless curls (one on each side of the temples falling low on her cheeks), tied here and there with black ribbons, to which the magnificent pearls, once the property of the Mareehale de l'Hopi tal, were attached. A mantle of gold d'Espagne partly concealed one dim pled shoulder, leaving the other with out cover. Her arms were bare to tho elbow, and encircled above by a gold open-work bracelet set with opals, while gloves of cream-colored Brussels lace covered her forearms and hands. Right royal did she appear in all th: refulgence of her voluptuous beauty: the envy of every feminine mind; the shrine before which each masculine heart bowed. The two men, first on the outskirts of the crowd, gradually worked their way toward the center of attraction, listening to the conversation of those they passed. ' Women are rakes by nature and prudes from necessity," remarked La Rochefoucauld in a low tone and with a significant glance at Madame de Montespan. "True, most women prefer that we should talk ill of their virtue rathes than ill of their wit or their beauty," smilingly replied Fontanelle, the young nephew of Corneille. '"For good reason," rejoined La Rochefoucauld. "Are not beauty and youth as necessary to a woman as the air they breathe and the wine they drink? Is it not valueless to a woman to be young unless pretty, or to be pretty unless young?" ' What angels beautiful women ap pear to be," sighed Racine, joining the party, "and what demons they really arc, who make us enter hell through the door of paradise." "Say, rather, that man is fire, wo man tow, and the devil it is who comes and blows," gloomily remarked the Abbe Guyart. "You will agree with me, Sir Abbe," laughed La Rochefoucauld, "saying that man, woman, and the devil are the three degrees of comparison. Or perhaps you would put woman last?" Before the priest could make reply the voice of Madame de Montespan was heard calling to them: "What are you conspirators talking about that you speak so low we cannot hear you? Let us, too, share your Jest, or benefit by your wisdom." "I have just said," replied La Roche foucauld unblushingly, "that there ■were few women whose charms outlive their beauty, but that your wit, madame, the famous wit of the Morte mars, would yet charm the world were your unsurpassed beauty to fade and become but equal to that of other •women." Although he was a moralist. La Rochefoucauld was still a courtier. "And I had but remarked previous ly," spoke up the young liar Fon tanelle, "that, in the words of Francis First, of gracious memory, 'A roya' court without women is like a year without spring; a spring without flowers.' " The person to whom these speeches were addressed smiled swoetly upon thp speakers, for all flattery, however gross, was a sweet-smelling incense to her nostrils. "And you, Sir Explorer." she said, looking at La Salle, who now stood with Tonti within the inner circle, "what does your experience teach you to say upon this subject?" "My experience in New France, Madame, has been mainly among sav ages. The word 'woman' is always as sociated there with the word 'mar riage.' " Then, seeing by the frown upon the beauty's face that he had committed an indiscretion, he added, "but there beauty and wit are un known quantities, and marriage is synonymous with servitude." "That condition is not confined o New France," replied Madame ou now from the mouth of a humble capitaine,—it is more! It is a voice higher than the voice of kings, louder than the justice calling to a great monarch, one who believes himself to be just, whose kingly nature cannot afford to be ungrateful to even the meanest of his subjects." King though he was, Louis delighted in a brave man, even though he were opposed to him. The better nature of the monarch was stirred at such evi dent injustice at his hands, so, in stead of being angry at Tonti for his plain speaking (strange speech indeed lor royal ears to hear), he turned sharply toward Colbert. "Your explanation," he demanded curtly. "You will recollect, sire, that after the failure of the elder Tonti's plan, you were very much enraged, feeling that he had deceived you, and desired his name placed on the list of those liable to have letires de cachet issued against them?" said Colbert in an in sinuating tone, as though fearful of showing the king the fault of his own doing, "in some way his name was not erased, and indue process of time you yourself signed one- for him; he was apprehended, confined in the Bastille, and died, not by cruelty of those who oared for him as his son suggests, but by his own hand. Some one else must have told you the story about his re tirement to Italy. I have never heard it said." The king looked at his oily-tongued servant long and suspiciously, but such was the confidence placed in him and so great was his influence over the royal mind that Louis finally with drew his gaze, and muttering, "I must have signed it without looking at the name." he seized a pen, and taking up the unsigned commission before him. interpolated a few words and hur riedly wrote the word "Louis," then handed it to Tonti, saying: "Shame on an ungrateful king! Ac cept this commission as a partial re turn for your own wrongs. In it I have added several privileges additional. As to the injustito to your father, be lieve me, Louis, who loves to be called 'the just,' will watch over your en deavors in the new world and reward them tenfold, making up to the son in some measure the wrong suffered by the father at my hands. Go, and may success be yours, and let it be known that ho who opposes you strikes at the king." Tonti received his commission in si lence, and after bending and kissing the royal hand, left the room. La Salle at a signal from Colbert, re main* d. liouis buried himself in a lengthy document. Colbert called to him his secretary. He was the Comte de Miron. White with rage, the min ister whispered or rather hissed fnt.o his ear: "Did you see that man who .iust now left the cabinet?" The Comte nodded. "Kill me him within 24 hours!" The Comte glided out by an other door. Meanwhile Tonti waited for his friend in the Grand Salle. Not more than 20 people remained, chiefly gath ered about mademoiselle at the farther end of the room. He joined them, and listened as mademoiselle related the incident of Renee and the accident to her chair. During the recital he worked his way into a position near her elbow. When she had finished he asked in a low tone and with forced indifference, "and who might the for tunate cavalier be who came so hap pily to her aid?" "She did not speak his name." Then in tones so low that only Tonti could hear, she added, with a spiteful gleam in her eye, "but she recognized him. it was the great explorer," then turned her head away. Tonti was dazed. There was only one great explorer, and how she could have confounded him self with La Salle he knew not. Smarting with hurt pride and disap pointment. he looked across to tho other side of the group and saw the lowering face and hate-filled eyes of the Comte de Miron, and in that glance he recognized his antagonist of the day before. [To Bo Continued.l >°ail/ Boarder —Look here! Why can't I have a full cup of tea? vVaitci Girl That was a full cup when i took it outer the kitchen, but, ye see, this here tea's so weak it jest lays down in the bottom of the ci'D.—-Philadelphia Ledger. Professional Courtesy. "I manage to keep my boarders longer than you do," said the first landlady. "Oh, 1 don't know," rejoined the other. 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