The Avalanche

sweet voice, which completed the conquest during the hour they spent in the gro

and Indian names in California-and there she had met and married her father, James Delano. They were on their way to Japan when business detained him in San Francisco much longer than he had expected and she was born. She

he old house and were very comfortable. From her window there was a lovely view of the Seine winding off to Paris. "Oh, monsieur, how I used to long to go to Paris! America w

Ruyler proudly. "I had no dot then, you see. It was possible I

went first to the Orient, as there were many Englishmen of good family to be met there. "But maman is difficult to please," she added with her enchanting artlessness, "as difficult as I myself, monsieur. I wish to fall in love like the American girls. Maman says it is not

or the first time in her life she was talking to a young man alone; even on the steamer she was not permit

n old earthen pot," she added quaintly. "Now the pot has tinsel and tissue paper rou

man who was not a cousin; and to sit out alon

ife. Her mother had been ill nearly all the way over. She had given her word not to speak to any one, but maman had been ignorant of the library replete with the novelis

great grandmother must have been. Not that he set forth her virtues to bolster his determination to marry a girl of no family even in her own country;

mother-in-law to be ashamed of, for her manners were coldly correct, her education in youth had evidently been adequate, and in her obese way she was imposing. She gave him to understand that she had no more desire to live with her son-in-law than he with h

tainments of her daughter and refused the endowed car offered by her son-in-law. Hélène married to the best parti in San Francisco and quite happy, she seemed content to settle down into the role of the onlooker at the kaleidoscope of life. She spent eight hours of the day and evening seated in an