Amelie, in a delirium of joy
and gratitude, ran to Philibert, threw her arms round him, and
kissed him again and again, pledging her eternal gratitude to the
preserver of her brother, and vowing that she would pray for him to
her life's end.
Soon after that memorable event in her young life, Pierre Philibert
was sent to the great military schools in France to study the art of
war with a view to entering the King's service, while Amelie was
placed in the Convent of the Ursulines to be perfected in all the
knowledge and accomplishments of a lady of highest rank in the
Colony.
Despite the cold shade of a cloister, where the idea of a lover is
forbidden to enter, the image of Pierre Philibert did intrude, and
became inseparable from the recollection of her brother in the mind
of Amelie. He mingled as the fairy prince in the day-dreams and
bright imaginings of the young, poetic girl. She had vowed to pray
for him to her life's end, and in pursuance of her vow added a
golden bead to her chaplet to remind her of her duty in praying for
the safety and happiness of Pierre Philibert.
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