Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1870-02-10
THE VOYAGE OF TWO DEBTORS TO
THE LAND OF HONESTY.
CHAPTER |.

COLIFLEUR, at the period OF the adven-
ture about to be recorded, dwelt in the
Rue dc Suresnes, quiet street in the
handsome quarter of the Madeleine Coli
heur had i5eed, in the most Partisan ac-
ceptation ofthe term, and he continued to
live, like an easy going fellow as he was.
He could not resist an invitation to dinner.
He could not hold out against an arm
passed under his own that pushed him
towards the threshold of the restaurant
Bignon, or the Cabaret dor.
Colifeur's wife was an amiable and
good tempered creature, whose youth sup
piled the place of beauty. Under what
circumstances had Coliieur first known
her ? That is another story, with which
we have nothing now to do. Suffice it that
Colitleur and his wife were an attached
couple, and nothing more serious disturb
cd their felicity than thelittle storms caus-
cd by the loss of button, or the discovery
of wasp in the salad. In a word, they
would not have had single care but for a
little bill which fell due on the 10Th of
September.
All that bill it was for four hundred
and fifty FRANCISCAN enormous sum, terri
BILE for musician. For upwards Of a
month they had thought of nothing else
They counted the days to when it would
arrive at maturity. twas not bill to be
renewed by giving something on account
No, it was most important bill. Not to
pity ii would be rum. At the last mo-
mcnt, Colheur made incredible efforts.
In vain.did he offer charming romances to
all the music publishers of Paris. Nothing
brought him four hundred an fifty francs
On her part Madame Coliileur got to-
gether all her lace, brushed up her Jewels,
and furtively visited the Mont de Piete.
But all this did not bring four hundred
and fifty francs
Just before the dreaded 10Th, they had
scraped together only half the sum, and
they despaired of the rest
A friend dropped in upon them, an ar
list, a sort of a painter. Marching up to
the chimney piece, he plunged his hand
in the tobacco Jar, rolled cigarette, and
then made the tour of the room.
"You have some charming engravings,"
he remarked.
Coliileur paid no attention.
"Where the deuce did you get them "
Eve no recollection" replied Coliheur,
sullenly.
"Woll, they are worth "a hundred
francs each"
Coliheur regarded him with q stupefed
air, and murmured-
"Who what what do you say? What
is worth hundred trancsY'
These two engravings,'
"You are certain of iJY'
"Quite certain"
Coliheur bounded toward the wall, tore
down the engravings, rushed out of the
house, and ran to the Quai Voltaire,
where he entered three or four picture.
dealers shops. He must have two hun
dred and fifty francs, not a lard less. The
engravings were superb, inestimable,
taken before the letter Coliileur was elo-
quent The dealer was shaken The bar.
gain was concluded.
Nevertheless, Coliileur was not to have
his money till the following evening No
matter. He was sure OF il. He would
ask The person who presented the bin to
give his address, assuring him that the
amount should be paid on the 10th before
noon.
These twenty-four hours seemed very
slow, butwhen Colitleur and his wife found
themselves actually in possession of four
hundred and fifty francs their hearts beat
with Joy.
Dear Lucie!"
Dear Colilledr /"
Quarter Of an hour passed in this way.
One must talk sense at last,
~ Lot II Enn y orinI rNl,N,,r u
the name Of the fellow who indorsed our
bill, and where does he liver"
"My love, his name is Tournemine, and
he lives at No Place dc Ia Bastille. He
has been requested to be at home little
! before noon
"Tounemnc, eli droll name. III
60 to him at nine'
"lfyou like, my dear, well go together,
observed Lucille.