The Plymouth Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1869-1941, 1870-09-22

with yigor which was unprecedented.
They hung about, hoping, as crowds al
ways hope, that pretty soon something
would appear to satisfy them; and, sns
tanned by their own shouting ard clamor,
they raised such tumult that Chabusssl
ana Madame looked Of one another sew
eral times in alarm.
| But they had many other things to think
of, and IS soon as NJ. Vol presented himself,
nearly torn to pieces, Chabussal admitted
bin, and paid but little further attention
to what was going or outside; and there
fore the noise grew fiercer if anything.
Is for M. Viol-how Chabusssl and
madame watched his temper! nothing
could be more suave and polite, and the
two exchanged looks of great gratifca-
ton; and Chsbusssl made up his mind
10 make him present of ole of the re-
naming Eugenies, which, I forgot to men
ton, was the name Chabussal rather
ostentatiously gave his piece oe cookery.
After the lunch was to come the subject
of the boy, and the definite naming of the
reward. Matters were in good trim, and
msdane gave Chabussal many encOurag-
| ing smiles from behind her screen, while
| M. Viol sat with crossed legs, looking
curiously toward the closed door in the
rear.
monsieur" said Chabussal, when all
was ready, 'if you will pardon my ego
tism, may ask if you ever heard OF iny
cooking?"
He produced his dessert upon napkin,
and laid beside it silver spoon of pecu
| liar shape. In his character of epicure,
he had invented an instrument resem-
bling toy fire shovel, with which he
| recommended his wealthy customers to
eat his pastry, as he imagined it was de-
sireble TO escape the vulgarity of CON-
mon implement, such as he conceived a
spoon to be.
NJ, Vol arose with glisiening eye, and
placed his umbrellas in the corner; for
the dish looked particularly rich and de-
licious.
II perceive you are gentleman Of
delicate taste, and so venture to ask
your opinion of this little trihe, which is
entirely and wholly of my own concep
ton"
Here the huge, white, foury, Chabussal
opened his hands, and bowed, while NJ
Viol tOyed moment with the-well-
spoon.
He placed his hat upon the counter and
his left hand behind him, while with
neat eggshell tap ne shattered the upper
| crust With solemn face, he slowly
| raised tritle to his mouth, and closing
his lips upon it, looked thoughtfully out
| of the door. For moment he was silent,
| and then his head turned about, with q
singular, smiling expression in his face.
Without word to Chabussal, who
| looked on curiously, he tssted another bit,
and seemingly became more singularly
pleased than before He tasted this last
Repeatedly and carefully. He bent his
| head IN the manner of one who had for
gotten something. and slowly tapped his
teeth with the spoon.
Bring me glass of water"
Chabussal obeyed, wondering at the
tone, and set it before him; and ne raised
his mouth.
"Where have l tasted this before?"
whispered he, with sharp glance up
| ward.
on GG'aibnssal turned to deathly white,
n" sUo,her SPOONFUL 1 oS N Vol
aud then another, in quick succession.
Thus far he had failed, and he drank more
water. He then took more of the pastry,
allowing it to rest upon his tongue while
he held his mouth slightly open. Sud
| denly his small eyes shot around at Cha-
bussal, while his face became purple, and
he stamped upon the floor. He wheeled
about before the frightened baker, and
violently cut the dish in two; and, throw
ing half upon the counter, seized spoon
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
| e NJ oh foo Irpo
emily he dashed the spoon upon the floor.
81 have eaten that self same dessert at
the table of NJ. Nardin, in Lyons" shout
ed he. in laundering voice. mo COOK
but his ever made it; and you sre that
cook-the thief-the abductor Of Ernest.
Your name is Jean Vernetp
NJ. Viol's eyes started from his head,
and he shook his fists across the counter,
with purple face.
"Where is the woman Annette Eoir
The boy-wlere ;s the bOy!"
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 tsrn
ing upon his heel, he rushed at the real
door, and kicked it in with his foot, anG
disappeared.
Chabussal was instantly hemmed in BY
the irrupting crowd which flung itsel
heajlong into his shop and filled it t;
overlooking. They attacked him with al
sorts Of abuse and cries Of anger, which
rapidly augmented in force, until . mo
ment more Of time would have had then
turning bis place inside out He stared
at them with chattering teeth and very
white face, listening to some faint erie.
4 L
Through the partition in spite of the
hubbub about him. All eyes were upor
him, and all the rough voices were direct
ed at him; and l regret to say that some
few fists were shaken at him.
: The fatal door 80 the chamber suddenly
opened, and M. Viol plunged headlOng al
the astonished mass, until he got a foot
; hold where all could see him. He bsc
dropped his diplomatic c1ldness, and al
lowed his natural anger to by whereve
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 abus
of trust, his theft, his abduction of child
his mercenary motives, and his continue
deception for the purposes Of further OK
tortion. He approached a towering eli
max by the most vivid pictures; and, a
he ended, he caught the covering, fright
ened boy in his powerful arms and bel,
him up to their view.
Behold him, weak, pupy, uneducato,
, and starved And now cast your eyes OF
that yonder pile of brutal muscler' Her
he shook his hand towards the breathless
terrified ChaDussal. "LOok at that fist
that eye, that whole ponderous mountain
Of cruelty and meanness. Behold you
innocent pastry cook, befoured, modes,
ard ingenious-the inventor of cake
and the hider, the stesler, the beater of
poor, parentless boy like this !"
A tremendous tumult instantly brok
out, and rush was made for Chabussa
who Rugged himself in corner.
"Waitl waitp cried NJ Viol again
| and thew hecama silent for o. .no.nn.j