in his soul unknown emotions. Jehan was in love with a

woman.

Now Jehan had always told his father everything, even all that he had heard at the A. B. Z. Monsieur Lenormond was a man of great self control, he repressed his feelings of grief and disappointment, as he beheld his son becoming a revolutionist.

At dinner that evening Jehan told his father about meeting Evadne, and all that was in his heart. The old man smiled and was glad, he gave his son some money and said, "Call at her home." Jehan said, "I will go as soon as dinner is over."

That evening Evadne arranged her hair in the most becoming style, and put on one of her prettiest gowns. Was she going out? No? Did she expect visitors? No. She made her toilet with unusual care without knowing why she did it.

At length a visitor was announced, Evadne went down stairs. It was Jehan.

Madam Cammille was not pleased; she had never liked the Lenormonds.

Moreover, there was a certain wealthy nobleman, Louis Mercereau, who loved Evadne; him Madame Cammille wished Evadne to marry; but Evadne did not love him.

ENCHANTMENTS

Madame Cammille forbade the continuation of Jehan's visits; nevertheless as love cannot be conquered, they courted on the sly, in the garden like Romeo and Juliet, only Jehan entered the garden by a little gate in an obscure corner; he did not have to leap over the wall as did Romeo.

Monsieur Lenormond was delighted to see his son in love

to the extent that he no longer went to the A. B. Z. He was sure that Jehan would now attend to his love affair and leave the government alone in its affairs.

The garden in which hid the two lovers in their stolen visits was extraordinary and charming. Through the branches of the trees were gleams of the deep blue sky; on the lake white swans moved majestically over the placid water; tame doves flew about and ate crumbs out of their hands; birds twittered and sang in the trees. One fine day when Robin red-breast was singing with all his might, Jehan exclaimed, "Oh, delight of the birds! It is because they have nests that they sing." Looking about a little sure enough, there was a nest where Sir Robin's modest little wife kept neat at home. In the nest were four eggs. "Ah, Sir Robin," cried Jehan, "Soon there will be four young robins with wide open mouths, then you will have to bestir yourself to find the morning worm, and that will be very hard on a gay young fellow like you." At this they both laughed for they were fond of laughing; above all they adored each other, they were enchanted with love. It seemed to them that love had a simple process of ending all mysteries. The open book of nature before them offered them entertainment, giving them promise of unending joy in the way of purity, righteousness and truth. The book of nature is one of the books of God, the Bible is the other.

The voice in these two books is One. The voice of God. The soul that soars beyond the petty things of sense, hears that voice.

The love of these two beings was seraphic, human and divine. "Human," did you say? "Yes," But Jehan was

conscious of a barrier, Evadne's purity. Evadne of a support, Jehan's loyalty.

This chaste love was not without gallantry by any means. Jehan paid compliments to the woman he loved.

"Oh, how beautiful you are." You are adorable Mademoiselle. When you speak, what an enchanted gleam! You talk astonishingly good sense. I am really beside myself; "Dost thou love me?"

Evadne whispered, "Thou knowest I love thee," and laid her head on the shoulder of the superb and enchanted young

man.

On one occasion Evadne gazed intently at him, and exclaimed, "Monsieur, you are handsome, you have a fine air, you are witty and you are much more learned than I am, but I challenge you on that word, "I love you." And that was to Jehan like a strain sung by the stars in the very heavens.

Months rolled by in this manner.

SHADOWS AND DESOLATIONS

During those months of joys and delights, Evadne's maid who was loyal to her, did all she could to assist and protect her in her love affair.

Now Evadne had not isolated herself from society, she pleaser her mother very much by her brilliant manners, and dazzling beauty. Her whole person was permeated with the joy of youth, purity and beauty enhanced by ingeniousness and exquisite harmony in dress and manners.

She was like a central jewel at the receptions which they gave and attended. Though Jehan rarely appeared on these occasions, the love hidden in her heart shone in her face and

manners, which caused her to be gay and charming. Only it was distressing to be compelled to receive the attentions of Monsieur Louis Beaumont. It was in fact a matter of serious reflection as to how her loyalty to Jehan would terminate.

Notwithstanding the irrepressible conflict here below in which we mortals are engaged, events occur by order of powers working above man.

One day in the autumn, a malicious servant spying around, saw Evadne and Jehan in the garden and ran to tell Madame Cammille. She was enraged. Presently she reflected that Evadne did not know that Jehan had joined the democrats. When Evadne came in her mother said to her. "Your lover belongs to the blood drinking republicans." For a moment she was dumb founded and knew not what to say. When she regained possession of herself she exclaimed:

"I do not believe it, I must hear it from his own lips." At that moment the Bishop came in.

"This happens just right." said Madame Cammille. She then related the affair to him. The Bishop said that he knew Jehan, and that he had seen him deliberating with the revolutionists. Furthermore, he was a profane irreligious youth and that union with him would not be recognized by the church as a lawful marriage at all, that their offspring would be illegitimate. And so the poor heart broken girl entered the shadow of a monstrous lie.

And when the hour of the lovers again came, Jehan was there joyously waiting. Soon Evadne came, but Oh, so different. Her face was changed toward him.

She said, "I have come to say to you that since you are

a republican our engagement is broken. We must see each other no more." She gave him her ring and went away, leaving him petrified with astonishment. He walked away in despair.

Jehan had indeed ceased to attend the assemblies of his friends, giving no attention to political questions, until just recently his attention was solicited by the patriots, and he had appeared in public with them. He was intending to tell Evadne all about his public duties, but alas, how should he continue to live. Why do people still live when all love and joy is gone? It is because there is hope.

"Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary." And then the rainbow of hope appears.

Jehan kept the secret of his sorrow to himself.

He appeared in the presence of his father with a smile on his face and anguish in his heart.