The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1870-01-13

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ata're," 10 istornsd :tha :. aasnpass
But Richard Batlsr .xasssihlt; aaa Il
tie inclned for eonx>ra.t;oa which, I'd
Fontains triedto kssp up Il msll -. b
coz ID through The handles Of the bas
:kets With his EasGsh, f.iend, With th,
other oecapaats siot .theio vihiela; , .ut
w'th: tho ladies' on his right and lefa
He suited bis spbjeass:to ha Ia saaitory
he asked Madame Niehelaa IL .,hs ::v.'
going TO tho fair At CseaaIl5, asa il ah,
had reason to belieye, ,th.tstherss womb
be as much am. amusement thsre stAtsy 1e.,
~ last. He talked TO- Nadine. Biaaud
OF the concert ip, the ehssch. Ito ..eek
before, and Of the sum which milk
Cure adscleared BY thss entertainment
To Dick he observed, iu ;.llqsioa to, ,h;a
intended journey, "Wh.t =, wonderful
power is 1e steam, You, gao, If: you
Choose dino at Paris tonight, md
break fast at London Tomorrow morn
ing: What should We do,''' asked Fon.
taine, ""ithout the aid Of this useful
and surprising invention :"
"Eh bien! moi qui vous parle, Mon.
sieu' 10 Maire," said Madame Biuaud ::
II have never yet been in one Of those
machines a vapeur, nor do I ever de-
sire to 60. Bioaud, he went up to
Paris last harvest time, and he came
back sure enough. But I don't: like
them'" said Madame Binaud, shaking
her head, and showing her white teeth. /, ct b.
=, h.d'ne :: Bioaud was =. Conservative.
She ~. .er, stout and W., : :: h;xh
cap With big flaps that wer, y so,pevh..
out tf date. Madame Nicbo,!.,., Ola v.., .
bright, lively little woman, With great
store Of peaches in her basket, . oriuo-
line, Paris cap, and all the latest in.
novations.
-. tney went on slowly climbing the
bill for somo time, and as they turned
corner, Dick caught one more sight
Of Petitport, all white against the blue
sea- and very distinct IN the early moru-
ing light. Then the diligence rolled
on more quickly, and the great towers
OF bayeux Cathedral came rising across
the plain. Butler looked back again
and again, but he could see the village
no more. What was the charm which
attracted him so strangely to that poor
little place? he asked himself: Did he
love the country for its. own sake, or
tor the sake of the people he left
there! But tho diligence was baor-
ing and rattling over tho B.yeux stones
oy this time, and it was no use asking
himself any more questions.
g Monsieur" solemnly said Madame
blo'ud, IS she and her friend prep.red
to get down, F:je vous souha,te IN bon
VOYAGE"
"Bon jour, msesiesrs p sid: Mad.
anne Niehola., ehs.rfally, while NJ.
Fontaine carefully handed, ont the ia-
die.' baskets b. .ad n.b.sll.., and . pair
Of eebots belonging to MADAM. Bi,sud.
Tho maire himself deseead.d 4 the
bankers. 1t VA. An ,old,1,.hioned
porte -cochere, leading into lunay, de-
serted courtyard. n. Fosssins stood
IN tho doorway. He w. eslleo,ise his
mind for one last parting etfost. ,..4My
dear ften' good voyage" , he, s..id io
In glish,. waving bis panama, - Disk
drove of to the station. ,n;,, Iii. ),
N. Foataioe accomplished bis busi:
ness, aud logged back to R.dtpo,. 10
the diligence that evening, once more
in company with Madame Biu.ud, and
Madame Nicholas, who had DISPOSED o,
her peaches.
I'll est gentil, le petit Monsieur An.
glais," said Madame Nicholas. "An.
glais, All.mand e'e.t !. meme chose,
n'est-ce pas, Monsieur Fontaiue
"Not at all, not At all; the nations
are entirely distinct" says Fontaine,
delighted to have an opportunity Of sx.
hlbiting his varied information before
the passengers.
II should Ike to know where he ha.
got to By this time," said Madame Bi
Maud, solemnly uodding her stupid Oh
head. .,:.
Dick i. only very little way of
sitting upon . pile, snd's.yiog farewell
for time to tho country b. loves !; I,
"Adiea, eharmant pays do France
he is ~histling sotnevh.s dol.falfy1. !" =,
There is river, aud some peopl
are sitting on some logs Of wood whicl
have been left lying along the ezb.nk
ment, there Isl dying sunstreak i,
the west, and tho stars arc quietl!
frightening overhead.
The water reflects the sunstre.k an,
the keels Of tho ships which a1s moore'
; to the qusi. Beyond the quai the rive
flows across the plain, through gr.
and twilight mystery toward Paris VII
> ie domes and trismphal arches mil.
and miles away: Here, against III