Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, May 29, 1901, Image 4

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    LEGEND OF THE RED ROSE*
One day within • garden fair
Ixive found a maiden sleeping,
June sunbeams tangled In her hair,
The sentry llliea keeping
With rival purity and grace
Their loving watch alK>Te her,
f While o'er the happy dreamer's fac®
i, The whispering cephyrs hover. \•
Love tipped an arrow with % kiss
And sent it, passion laden,
With cunning hands that could not mis® v
To wake the bleeping maiden.
H pierced her heart; she woke and smiled
With glancee sweet ami tender;
It made a woman of the child; .
love's rooming dawned in splendor.
She felt the arrow In her breast;
She saw Love's empty quiver; ' •
The Blender shaft she deeper pressed V'
And smiled upon the giver. * \
Love beckoned her; Hbc rose with pride
To fly with her bold wooer; . .
lie pledged her she should be his bride; „
No lover would be truer.
A voice awoke the dreamy air, •*' v
A feeble father 9ought her;
She turned from Love In deep despair
To prove a faithful daughter.
"Oh, come," cried Love, "thy life shall be
Encrowned with Joy and beauty 1"
"Take up thy cross and follow me,"
f Commanded stern eyed Duty.
She wrenched the arrow from Iter breast;
Her heart clung to It broken;
Bhe laid them at his feet ami blessed \ •
Her first and last love token.
A glory shone within her eyes; oafr-ifo •
Site clasped the hand of Duty; '' ''
Heaven saw the noble sacrifice
Ami filled her soul with beauty. '
Love took his silver bow and mad® >l^,
A grave; then, softly weeping,
In it her Iveart and arrow laid
Ami left them in Time's keeping. ijJ/Vc.'
The lilies, bending o'er the mound, v
Mourned for the heart they cherished.
And when the brown leaves strewed the gfaond,
* Upon its grave they perished.
The wind grew hoarse and ceased to shriek
Among the barren bowers.
The sunbeams kissed Iknu* Nature's cheek;
Her hi unites bloomed In flowers.
One mom upon tho moss grown mound.
The garden air perfuming, \
With tiny arrtwvheads set round,
'.if They found Love's red rose blooming.
m —lloston Transcript.
I SANGEROT'S I
{; FICKLE MEMORY ;|
• 1 How It Brought Joy to a Atranger .' |
i | and Pain to a Friend. • I
' Mme. Vermandols and her pretty
daughter Clotllde had Just seated them
selves before their embroidery frames
In the bright, cozy little morning room
overlooking the garden when M. San
gerot entered the room like a rushing
wind—not unusual for Sangerot, as
bo was always In a hurry, though,
frankly speaking, he was a gentleman
of elegant leisure and had absolutely
nothing to occupy him except the
agreeable task of collecting his divi
dends. But he had a mania of creat
ing for himself a multitude of fictitious
obligations, which never left htm free
for a moment. Ho breakfasted hur
riedly, he dined hurriedly, and when
ever his acquaintances accosted him
on the street they were Invariably
greeted by the stereotyped phrase,
"I'm sorry, my dear friend, but 1
can't stop; haven't the time."
This hurmless eccentricity, however,
would not have caused the slightest
Inconvenience to any one had not this
needless restlessness produced In the
otherwise excellent and well meaning
Sangerot frequent lapses of memory,
particularly In regard to names and
addresses, which he seemed to forget
almost as soon as they were given and
which, In his perpetual hurry, he did
not take time to note In his memoran
dum book.
"Ah, what happy chance brings you
here today, my dear Hector?" said the
amiable Mme. Vermandols, as she
looked up from her embroidery and
greeted her brother-in-law.
"It Is not chance that brings me here,
my dear Hortense," breathlessly ex
claimed Sangerot, "but an affair of the
llrst Importance—which I shall tell you
In two parts."
"Sit down, at least," said Mme. Ver
mandols, pushing a chair townrd him.
"Haven't the time, my dear; haven't
the time," said Sangerot, taking his
stand near the mantelpiece. "Here It
Ib nearly 2 o'clock," he added, glancing
hurriedly at his watch, "and by half
past I should be at the auction rooms,
where the fnrnlture of a certain Com
tesse de Vertalure Is to be sold. I un
derstand that she has a rare collection
of curios and bric-a-brac and odd little
knlckknacks, picked up In her many
travels, and I wouldn't miss the auc
tion for the world—not for the world,
my dear Clotllde!"
"Arc you going to buy anything, my
j dear Hector?" quizzically Inquired
Mme. Vermandols.
"Buy? Not the slightest Idea of pur
chasing anything," hurriedly answered
Sangerot, "but I must be there for a
very Important reason, which It would
take me too long now to explain. Ah,
my little Clotllde," continued the effer
vescent Sangerot, addressing his niece,
"Is not this the hour for your water
color lesson?"
"Which means, my dear uncle," said
Clotllde, rising from her clialr, "that I
am de trop, for the mysterious affair
which you have to communicate to
mamma." Then, looking at M. Sange
rot with her extremely pretty eyes,
full of roguish witchery, Rhe asked If
the Important affair were a blond or
brunette with a mustache or beard,
and coquetttshly Intimated thnt she
preferred mustaches only, and very
dnrk ones. And with a light, musical
laugh Mile. Clotllde hurried from the
room, quite convinced that her uncle
was about to propose a candidate for
ber hand—and not in the least fright
rued at the prospect of matrimony.
"The cunning little fox!" exclaimed
Sangerot to Mme. Vermandols, as soon
as the door Jiad closed after his pretty
niece. "She has actually defined the ob
ject of my visit! Well, I'm glad to
know that tho proposition Is agreeable.
This saves time and avoids the neces
sity of a long preamble. Yes, Indeed,
my good Hortense," hurriedly added
Sangerot, "I've found the right man
for Clotllde—a marvelous opportunity!
How did I find him? Purely by the
merest chance, which I shall explain to
you another day, when I am more at
leisure. He Is a charming young fel
low, digit! tied, grave, of excellent
standing; a clever lawyer with a prom
ising future, 28 years old, with 150,000
francs lit his own right and as many
more to come from a good old aunt,
who is paralyzed and loves him as an
own son. 1 spoke to him of Clotllde.
He found the conditions satisfactory
arid desired an Interview, which 1 am
here to arrange. Write him to come
here and see you. Find some pretext,
for I haven't the time to Invent one. I
know that he will respond as soon us
the Invitation Is given. If he pleases
you, I can arrange the affair very sim
ply ami very quickly. As to myself,
my dear Ilortense, you know that I am
always at your service—that Is, as far
as my occupations permit."
Mme. Vermaudols listened with un
amused smile to her brother-in-law's
proposition and took advantage of a
slight pause to inquire If he really
meant that she was to Invite the pro
pose* 1 suitor to her house without even
the formality of a previous Introduc
tion.
"To be sure, to be sure," hastily re
plied Sangerot. "It will be time gain
ed."
"But, my dear Hector, you do not
stop to reflect," protested Mme. Ver
maudols, a little excitedly. "Would it
not be more conventional to arrange
for Clotllde and myself to meet the
young man at some soiree or enter
tainment and follow the Introduction
by an invitation to call?"
"But have I the time, my good wom
an," hotly argued Hector Sangerot,
brlNtllng with indignation, "to go galli
vanting about with you and Clotllde to
soirees and balls, I who am rushed,
crushed and overwhelmed with a mul
titude of affairs, which leave me abso
lutely not one minute for myself?"
And with an Injured air Sangerot paus
ed for a second and looked at his sis
ter-in-law, and as she remained silent
he hurriedly continued: "Take my ad
vice, and don't let the opportunity slip.
It Is the chance of a lifetime. Catch
the bird while you can. Write to him!
I>ook about you for a pretext. The
whole affair Is so simple, and women
are geniuses where excuses are con
cerned. I must go now, for it is ten
minutes past 2, and I shall never reach
the auction rooms, Rue Drout, by half
past."
"But another question, dear Hector,"
said Mme. Vermandols, detaining her
brother-in-law by the lapel of his coat.
"What are the young man's name and
address?"
"All, to be sure!" exclaimed Sangerot.
"I certainly forgot that detail, but how
can I be expected to remember every
thing, with so many Important duties
to think of? His name Is—ah, Just let
me think u moment, Hortense. Yes,
I'm sure his last name Is Dupen, and
Ills first Is either Georges, Charles or
Jules."
"It Is very important, my dear Hec
tor," said Mme. Vermandols laughing
ly, "to have the first name, for there
are doubtless hundreds of Dupens In
Paris, and there Is certainly a wide dif
ference between Charles, Jules and
Georges."
"Quite right, quite right, my dear.
Well, let me tlilnk. All, yes; I have It
now. His name Is Jules Dupen. I am
quite positive of tills, and his address
is 123—yes, I am positive It Is 123—or—
oh, I can't for the life of nie think of
the name of the street." And lie de
spairingly turned to his sister-in-law.
"Help nie, my dear Hortense, help me!"
But Mme. Vermandols pleaded lier In
ability to do so.
"Ah, at last I have It!" Joyfully ex
claimed Sangerot. "It Isn't a street at
all; It'saboulevard.aud there's a saint's
nnme mixed up with ft. I.et me think.
Is It St. Martin, St. Denis, St. Marcel
or St. Michel? All, at last!" cried San
gerot triumphantly. "It 1h Boulevard
St. Michel, 123, and the young man's
name Is Jules Dupen."
Mme. Vermandols gave a sigh of re
lief.
"Write to him at once," urged Sange
rot, "and goodby, or I shall never reach
the auction In time for the sule." And,
with a frantic wave of his hand, he
rushed from the room.
As soon as her brother-in-law had
disappeared Mme. Vermandols, who
possessed n keen sense of the ridicu
lous, threw herself Into the armchair
and burst Into a hearty laugh, for the
counsel given her was so delightfully
unconventional. A widow of many
years' standing, she had led a quiet
life, going out but little. Naturally she
desired to inarry her daughter off, and
Mile. Clotllde herself wa# not averse to
matrimony. But her opportunities to
appear at fashionable functions had
been few and far between; lience Mme.
Vermandols debated long whether it
would be wise to allow such a desir
able offer as her brother-ln-lnw pre
sented to slip by, for, notwithstanding
Sangerot's eccentricities, she lind great
confidence in his Judgment, particular
ly In the selection of an eligible hus
band.
So the next day the anxious widow
sent by the morning post the follow
ing missive, which she addressed to
"M. Jules Dupen, 123 Boulevard St.
Michel, I'arls:"
"Mme. Vermandols would he ex
tremely grateful to M. Jules Dupen If
ho would kindly call on her at 142 Bo
naparte street on important business
any time from 3 to 0."
Having read and reread the note, she
decided that as M. Dupen was a law
yer she would talk to him about her
many lawsuits with her husband's ret
atives. This subject at least, she
thought, would afford a happy oppor
tunlty oC coming to the real business.
M. Jules Dupen, the noted paintet
ami lnuroato of the School of Fine Arts,
residing at 123 Boulevard St. Michel,
was greatly surprised, but highly de
lighted, to receive the pressing invita
tion to call upon Mine?. Vermandols at
142 Bonaparte street. "Vermandols,
Vermandols?" he repeated to himself
as he threw the note on his writing ta
ble. "I really do not think that 1 ever
met any one of that name. However,
1 shall certainly call, for Jules Dupen
was never known to miss a rendezvous
with a lady! She has evidently heard
of my fame as a painter and no doubt
ileslres to give me an order for a pic
ture."
The next day, after having dressed
himself most carefully for the occasion,
M. Dupen called at the hour named by
Mine. Vermandols. For the time being
Mile. Clotllde had been provisionally
stowed away, but this did not prevent
her mother from feeling terribly em
barrassed as to the proper way of open
ing the Interview. It must also be ad
mitted that Dupen, though a man of
the world and thoroughly accustomed
to society, felt equally 111 at ease.
Finally Mine. Vermandols began the
conversation by asking a thousand par
dons of M. Dupen for her indiscretion
and disregard of the conventionalities
In Inviting him to cull and ended by as
suring him that her brother-in-law.
Hector Sangerot, was the real cul
prit, who had advised her to write the
note.
For a minute the artist looked puz
zled, for lie had never before heard of
Sangerot; but, quickly recovering his
self possession, he said gayly: "Ah, and
so It was Sangerot who— And how is
this dear, delightful Sangerot?"
"Very well, Indeed, thanks, mon
sieur," replied Mine. Vermandols, with
one of her most gracious smiles; "but,
as usual, always In a hurry. Of course,
you understand, It Is a little way of his.
All his friends do."
"Yes, yes, 1 understand perfectly,
rnadame," answered the artist, who un
derstood nothing at all; but, seeing his
hostess smile, he burst Into a loud,
hearty laugh.
"Well," thought Mme. Vermandols,
as she listened to Dupen's peal of
laughter, "Hector told me that he was
a very serious, grave young man; on
the contrary, he is quite gay." Then,
continuing her conversation, Mme. Ver
mandols ventured: "I want your ad
vice. My brother-in-law suggested"—
"Your brother-in-law!" exclaimed
Dupen, thoroughly amazed.
"To be sure," replied Mme. Verman
dols, somewhat surprised at the art
ist's quizzical expression.
"Ah, Sangerot! Your brother-in-law!
Yes, yes, 1 understand perfectly."
"A poor widow, M. Dupen, frequent
ly stands In need of counsel."
"Then you are a widow, mailame?"
"Why, certainly. Didn't Saugerot
tell you? Perhaps he hadn't time."
"No, I must confess," said Jules Du
pen, bowing profoundly, "that our
friend Sangerot entirely neglected this
detail—quite unimportant, however, 1
suppose, and In nowise connected with
the business I have been cnlled upon
to treat."
"Precisely the contrary, sir," said
Mine. Verinandois, "for it was only aft
er my widowhood that my troubles
began. My husband's father possessed
a magnificent picture gallery."
"All, here we are at last!" thought
the artist.
"The paintings had not yet been dis
tributed among the heirs when my
dear, darling husband died, and now
his relatives are questioning my
rights."
"It Is positively shocking, madame,"
exclaimed the artist sympathetically,
but thinking to himself, "Well, what in
the devil does she expect me to do
about It?"
"They merely consented," continued
the widow, in doleful tones befitting
the occasion, "to allow me to have a
Urease, a Fragouaril and a series of
sketches by David."
"But those are real treasures, ma
dame!" replied Dupen enthusiastic
ally.
"Then you really think, monsieur"—
inquired Mine. Yermandols.
Jules Dupen was perhaps just on the
point of saying what he really did
think, when Clotllde, In a crisp, pink
organdie gown and looking as fresli
and pretty as a spray of eglantine, en
tered the drawing room.
"Sapriste!" said the artist to him
self. "Behold a Greuze, a living one
and far more beautiful than anythlug
the master ever painted!"
The arrival of the young girl inter
rupted the conversation for u few mo
ments, but Dupen was too much nt
home to allow the subject to drop anil
adroitly brought the conversation back
to art and paintings. Mme. Verman
dols listened attentively, entranced by
his eloquence. Sangerot was certainly
right, the young man was perfect and
would assuredly make his mark in the
world. Clotllde appeared equally fas
cinated, and when she displayed her
water colors the artist enthused over
her "masterpieces."
"You have real taleut, mademoi
selle," declared Dupen, and he began
to explain in technical terms the par
ticular niceties of Clotilde's brush.
"Then you also paint, monsieur?"
coyly nsked Clotllde.
"A little," said Dupen, though In
wardly amazed that she had not heard
of his fame.
"All, how delightful!" exclaimed Clo
tilde, who understood perfectly the ob
ject of die stranger's visit and who
was already captivated by his dark
mustache.
The interview was now at an end.
and Mme. Vermandols graciously ex
tended her hand and Invited the artist
to call again. Jules Dupeu had under
stood absolutely nothing and was still
puzzled to know why lie had been re
quested to call. One thing, however,
was quite clear—he had received a sec
ond invitation, and as the visit would
afford him the opportunity of studying
the living Greuze, which nt that mo
ment he was devouring with his eyes,
he hastened to reply: "With the great
est pleasure, inadame. But when will
you permit me to come again?"
"Whenever you please," cordially re
plied his hostess; "for we shall always
be glad to see you."
"Call again tomorrow," ventured
Clotihle, with a roguish twinkle In her
eyes.
•••••••
Fifteen days later Sangerot, during
one of his llying Journeys through
Paris, happened to stumble over M.
Jules Dupen, lawyer, who, strange to
say, gave him a very cold reception,
and remarked reproachfully, "Well,
I'm still waiting."
"Waiting? Waiting for what?" In
quired the innocent Sangerot, his hon
est' face wreathed In smiles.
"For the letter from Mme. Verman
dols," curtly answered the lawyer.
"Now, look here, ray dear friend, do
not Joke with me, for I have heard all
about your dally visits to my sister-in
law's house, that my niece Is desper
ately In love with you, and that on
Tuesday next a dinner will be given,
when the engagement will be formally
announced. Unfortunately, I have
been so much occupied of late that I
have not been able to be present dur
ing any of your visits. But I shall
make an effort to be there on Tuesday,
If I can find time."
"My dear air," said the lawyer, with
dignified reserve, "I assure you that I
have never put my foot In your sister
in-law's house."
"What!" cried Sangerot. "Can It be
possible that I made a mistake and
gave the wrong address? By the way,
Dupen, where do you live?"
"One hundred and twenty-three Bou
levard St. Germain."
"Another sad mistake of my over
burdened brain. I ask a thousand par
dons, my friend. But, really, I haven't
time to stop another minute. We'll
talk over this little afTalr some other
day." And with this Sangerot hurried
off In the direction of the Hue Bona
parte, where his sister-in-law assured
him that the mistake had long ago been
explained and that the parties con
cerned were entirely satisfied.
In the cozy little morning room San
gerot found Jules Dupen of 123 Boule
vard St. Michel talking with his fian
cee. Sangerot cordially extended his
hand, while Mme. Vermandols, possi
bly overcome .with Joy at the approach
ing marriage of her daughter, assured
her brother-in-law that this time his
thoughtlessness would be entirely
overlooked.
"Indeed, yes," eoquettlshly added
Mile. Clotllde, glancing coyly nt her
artist lover.
"Well, after all," concluded M. San
gerot, "Clotllde will still bo Mme. Jules
Dupen. And, as to the other fellow,
well, I'll look about and try to find
him another fiancee."—Adapted From
the French For Argonaut.
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i Time table in effect March 10, 1001.
! Trains leave Drlfton for.luddo, Eckley, Hazie
| Brook, Stockton, Heaver Meadow ltoad, Roan
ami Hrzleton Junction at KOO a m dailv
except Sunday; and 707a m, 2:* p Sunday.
I rains leave Drittoil lor Hai wood. Cranberry,
I onihicken and D< ringer at bllU a in, daily
except Sunday; and 707 a m, 238 p m Sun
day. ' '
..Trains leave Drlfton for Oneida Junction.
hmuZn U, umbol(U j""" 1 . Oneida and
-v' ■"'* S: Bu
■aZjyiiy 1 ?' To^^' a ? l>,l,a 7 , Z | Verhigur'at S'Z'a
MmSay. nd 858 am, 4 a pm.
Junction 10for Oneida
()nllii!,7 iiwHi ,tond Humboldt Road,
OneiUu und bheppton at 0 11 10 am,441 pin
" j Sunday* ool,l ' Su " tiay; and 7 ' J7 a ,a - Hipm,
hftrrv''is '™ TO J'dOl'KPv fur Tnmhicken, Cran.
I t% n Hailcton Junction and Roan
' li. f except Sunday; anu 387
, ' u/ 0 ,n Sunday.
Road 1 Ha'rrnnL? l ' P f'.rOnoidu, Humboldt
uoun, Hai wood Road, Oneida Junction. Hazle
ton Junction and ltoMn ut 7 11 am, 12 40 srfl
p m, daily except Sunday; and b 11 a m' 3 44
p m, Sunday. '
RoHd'"m le w° sh ei'l>ton for Beaver Meadow
' ar i Drfitoo i?'''; I l ", ok ' KVley. Jt'ddo
Jnd ai i ". /! '" • exoept Sunday;
ana nil am,J 14 p ni, Sunday.
M.'mU.'lw w'Y " a/, I °. U,n Junction for Beaver
► il.hli i' ad ,' nekton, lla/.le Brook, Eckley,
Jc.ddo and Drlfton at 540 p m, dall'v
except Sunday; and 10 10 a m, 5 40p m, Sunday.'
elliiUn 1 nSl?r )ni, H ,t YV lazl r f " n Junction with
rl ? aara for Hazleton, Jeaneaville, Audon
puny""hie on the Traction Corn-
Train ieavimr Drifton at 000 a m makea
wo'J eC K u at HcriuKer with P. R. R. trains for
woi-t aiTe ' iSuul,ury ' Harrißburg and points
Condy 0. Boyle,
dealer in
LIQUOR, WINE, BEER, PORTER, ETC.
i T!"; flncßt llr ""<l8 f Domestic and Imported
mirWl' 5 i? U B " lu a E rcß ' 1 "<cliest..r and Sben-
J andouh Boer aud Yeungline'a Porter on tup.
Wb Centre etreet,