Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1866-01-10

/
the Lapin-Blanc' we were to wait.
Il guess there are not two 'Lapins,
Blancs' in this street, said the OgreSse,
proudly; what kind of man was
your cOmrade ? Tall and slender, hair
and moustache, bright chestnut" said
Tom. "Hold hold he was here just
nova coalman came to seek him,
and they went away together" at is
they" said Tom. "And were they
alone here ?" asked Sarah. That is
to say, the cOalman only came for a
moment; your comrade supped here
with La Goualeuse and the ChOur-
ineur," said the Ogresse, as she looked
towards the Chourineur, the only re
naming companion Of ROdolphe. Tom
and Sarah turned towards the Chour-
incur, and after a few moments exam
inatiOn, Sarah said to Tom, in English
"Do YOU know this man ?" mo; Karl
lost sight Of Rodolp phe at the entrance
Of these alleys; seeing Murphy, dis
guised as a goldman, hoverhg around
this tavern, and peeping through the
windows, he suspected something, and
came and advised me-"
During this conversation, in a low
tone Of voice, and in a strange tongue,
the Maitre d'EcoIe said to La Chou
ette, in a whisper, looking at Tom and
Sarah The tall, thin fellow, gave five
francs to the Ogresse: it is almost
midnight: it blows and rains like the
devil; when they 90 out I'll stun the
big one and take his money; he has a
woman with him: he won't dare to
make a noise. If the little dear cries.
| have my yitriol in my pocket, and
III break the bottle on her face, " said
the BOrgnessc; you must always give
something to children when they cry.
Then she added Say now, Fourlinc.
the first time we meet with Pcgriotte,
We must take her by authority; when
| once have her, we'll wash her muz-
zle with my vitriol; that will prevent
her from being 50 proud with her fine
beau. stop. La 'Chouette, it will
end by my marrying YOU said the
Maitre d'Ecole; your match for ad-
dress and courage Is not to be found
that night with the beef-merchant-
| watched you-I said tomysclf there
is my wife she works better than a
man. After having reflected for amo-
ment Sarah said to Tom, looking at
Chouriueur, III we intcrrogate this man
about Rodolphe, we can perhaps find
out what brought him h5reg We
will try, said Tom; and, addressing
the Chourineur, 'Comrade, said he, we
expected to meet a friend here: he
has supped with you: can YOU tell US
where he has uono to l only know
him, because he rinsed me two hours
ago, in defending La Goualeuse.
And YOU never saw him before .
Never. we met in the alley Of the
house OF Bras-Rouge.
'LandIady. another bottle, if YOU
please; and OF the best said Tom.
Sarah and he had hardly wet their lips
with glasses yet almost full but the
Mother Ponisse, to do honor, no doubt,
to her own cellar. had several times
enptied hers. You will serve Us, if
YOU please. at the table Of this gen
tleman, if he will permit it, added
Tom, as he and Sarah took a seat
alongside of the Chourineur, as much
astonished as hattered at this polite
ness. The Maitre d'Ecole and La
Chouette still kept whispering about
their sinister project. The fresh bot
tie served, and Tom and Sarah seated
at the table with the Chourineur and
the OgresSe, who seemed to regard a
second invitation as 8uperfuous, the
conversation continued: You said
then, mon brave that YOU met ouI
cOmrade Rodolphe in h e house oi
Bras-Rouge p said Tom, touching
glasses with the Chouineur. Yes
mon brave, answered he, slowly empty.
ing his glass Now that's a singular
name-Bras- Rouge? What sort of a
man is he? asked Tom; and what
kind Of goods does he SELL?
'Bras-Rouge? forsooth? he sells
everything that is forbidden to be sold
and does everything that is forbidden
to be done: that is his occupation
amt it, Mother Ponisse? 'Oh! he i,
sharp as a needle. said the Ogresse
And he does cheat the ecustom-houst
officers finely answered the Chouri
neur. They have pounced more THAI
twenty times into his den, but the,
never found anything; and, notwith
standing, he often comes out with hi
little packages
1T is malicious 7 said the Ogresse
They say that there is a secret pass
age in his house which leads to tn,
catacombs. 'And what is the mum
Der Of the hOuse?'
No. 13, Rue aux feves Bras-Roug,
any sort of a merchant-well know
in la cite, said the Chourineur. :
will write his name and address in IN
note book. Ii we cannot find Re
dolphe, we will endeavor to get SOM
information concerning him from Mon
sieur Bras-Rouge, said Tom, writing
as he spoke, in his memorandum-boob
We'll, you may pride yourself on hay
ing in Monsieur Rodolphe a goo
friend, said the Chourineur. Yes,
good fellow; if it had not been 70
the coalman, he was just about comt
ing the hair of the Maitre d'Ecolt
whom you see in the corner there wit
| La Chouette. Thunder | ought t
| be bound hand and foot, to keep M
from exterminating her, the old sht
wolf, when | think of what she did t
La Goualeuse; but patience, a blor
: of the fist is never lost as said
'Rodolphe has beaten you? Yo
: must hate him. said Sarah. Il hate