Eaton weekly Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1866-1875, 1870-09-22

about before the frightened baker, and
violently cut the dish in two; and, throw
ing half upon the counter, seized aspoon-
ful from the very centre, and thrust that
into his mouth. A few seconds elapsed,
during which Chabussars knees sank un-
der him, as he beheld the furious gestures
and the workings of M. Viols face. Pres
entity he dashed the spoon upon the floor.
81 have eaten that self. same dessert at
the table of NJ. Nardin, in Lyonsr, shout
ed he, in a laundering voice. "No cook
but his ever made it; and you are that
cook-the thief-the abducter of Ernest.
Your name is Jean Vernetp 81.
NJ. Vio's eyes started from his head,
and he shook his fists across the counter,
with purple face. -ti.
"Where is the woman Annette Noir
The boy-where is the boy ?" .uJ
Duck as thought, he turned and sprang
to the outer door, and withdrew the bolts,
and threw it wide open to the tuning.
pressing people without; and then turn
ing upon his heel, he rushed at the rear
door, and kicked it in with his foot, and
disappeared.
Chabussa1 was instantly hernmed in by
the irrupting crowd which flung itself
headlong into his shop and filed it to
overhowing. They attacked him with all
sorts of abuse and cries of anger, which
rapidly augmented in force, until a mo-
ment more of time would have had them
turning his place inside out. He stared
at them with chattering teeth and very
white face, listening to some faint cries
and confusion which he could hear
through the partition in spite of the
hubbub about him All eyes were upon
him, and all the rough voices were direct
ed at him; and regret to say that some
few fists were shaken at him.
The fatal dOOrs frN the oh q m her qUd6 aT1lU
opened, and NJ. Viol plunged headIong at
the astonished mass, until he got q foot
hold where all could, see him. He had
dropped his diplomatic coldness, and al
lowed his natural anger to fly wherever
1t would and therefore it lit upon Cha
bussal as matter of course. He jumped
upon stout shelf and fiercely addressed
the people. He recounted the true his
tory of Chabussal-his position, his abuse
of trust, his theft, his abduction of child,
his mercenary motives, and his continual
deception for the purposes Of further ex-
tortion. He approached q towering eli
max by the most vivid picturesj and, as
he ended, he caught the covering, fright
ened boy in his powerful arms and held
him up to their view. t1sel re3;
"Behold him, weak, puny, uneducated
and starved I And now cast your eyes on
that yonder pile of brutal muscleI" Here
he shook his hand towards the breathless,
terrified Chabussal. Look at that fist,
that eye, that whole ponderous mountain
of cruelty and meanness. Behold your
innocent pastry cook, behoured, modest,
and mgenious-the inventor of q cake,
and the hider, the stealer, the beater of q
poor, parentless boy like this I" eg
A tremendous tumult instantly broke
out, and a rush was made for Ohabussal,
who hugged himself in ascorner.
- qRN s,1 s-1
and they, became silent for q moments
aChabussal," Continued he, g your skill
your nfection-has ruined you, To day
/ should have paid you twice your price
for Ernest; but Providence and your
cookery have at once saved your soul and
my francs. Adieu, you devin and tell
your woman that she should have been
careful to cut M. Nardin's crest from his
napkins before she left them lying about
good people," said NJ. Viol turning to
them. 81 have done. N. Chabussal can
have no further use for his utensils, his
furniture, his fixtures, or anything, ex-
cept his life and an unbruised skin. If it
costs you anything to start him again in
life, with no membranes but those two,
I win cheerfully pay your expenses to the
last penny Come Ernest" D..
He took the boy in his arms, and hur-
ried away amid the cheers of the crowd.
As he disappeared, the cheers turned to
groans and cries Of execration Ohabus-
SAILS shop became seething volcano OF
dust IN dozen seconds-a terrible uproar
of breaking wood, cracking glass, shiver-
ing panes; 8 volumnious sound of oaths,
cries, cheers of ripping and tearing; of
disintegrating thumps, blows, and thrusts-
and a general uproar of destruction Ten
minutes found ChabussaI without an
apron, cap, q skillet or saucepan.
They hustled him into the street, bare
headed, and covered with CRIME, where he
found madame, who had saved nothing
but ball of twine. Together, they
looked at it significantly, but thought bet
ter of it, had it been charcoal, it might
have been different, and, though 1t seems
wicked TO hint it, perhaps much better;
for to day Chabussal is journeyman-
baker of bad repute, and madame laun-
dress of worse, and as the days go, their
situationo and proclivities intensity
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